Outrageous… Part 2

She felt in her pockets for her cigarettes, but didn't find them. Then she searched in her drawer but still no cigarettes. She wondered where they might be. Perhaps she hadn't bought any this weekend or perhaps Nathan hid them. She was nervous about 'the talk' and that's why she really needed a smoke right now. He was still sleeping and she was actually glad he was, cause that meant she could sneak away.

"Looking for something?"

"Nathan! Ehm.. Hi. No, I wasn't looking for something."

"And there is lie number 4, when are you going to stop lying to me Brooke?" She didn't say anything, suddenly the ground was very interesting.

"Were you looking for this?" He asked holding her cigarettes. Brooke sighed. She knew he was mad at her, he had enough reasons to be. But it pissed her off. No one had the right to be mad at Brooke Davis.

"Look Nate, I know you're mad about me for doing drugs ok? But, please forgive me. I promise I won't do it ever again."

She was lying trough her teeth. There was just something about drugs that made her feel better, that made her forget everything she hated. It was a reason to escape.

"You promise?"

"I promise."

"Pinky promise?" She rolled her eyes at him. God, how old were they.. Five?

"Pinky promise."

He hugged her and kissed the top of her head. Brooke hated it when he did that.

"I just want you to be happy Brooke. That's all what matters to me, that's all." He whispered.

"I know Nathan, I know." She whispered back.

They looked at each other and then smiled. Just look at each other for a few minutes can be really nice sometimes. With Lucas she never did this. Lucas meant good, hot, wild sex with cocaine and Nathan meant sweet, careful, love making sex with butterfly kisses everywhere. And she enjoyed it both very much.

"A penny for your thoughts?"

"Just thinking about how much I don't deserve you."

"What?" He laughed pushing her away.

"It's not funny, I really, really don't deserve you."

"What are you talking about? Of course you deserve me! If I have to be honest with you, I have to say you deserve much more."

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"Oh My God! I can't believe he really said that. He's like.. Soo sweet. He's definatly a keeper! I wish I dated someone like him.. I mean, I love Bobby, don't get me wrong but he's not Nathan.." Bevin ranted on and on.

Brooke wasn't listening anymore. After two minutes her interests and thoughts were already on something else. Lately, she found herself thinking about the past. A lot. And it weren't all good memories. Some of them included hurt and pain and others included fun and happiness.

"What you got there?"

"What?"

"You know what. The Brooke Davis leopard bra. Dude, that thing's like a welcome mat." Brooke smiled innocent at Peyton and after a few seconds Peyton started to laugh too.

"Anyway, I heard you were naked in Nathan's car."

"Of course I was! Well, I was partially naked. At one point I had mittens on cause it was very cold."

"You're a slut in mittens. Ok, so you're in his car. Then what happens?"

"Well, then nothing. He was really sweet. He drove me home, said "Good night," waited until I got inside."

"Maybe he's gay!"

"Yeah right, Nathan Scott gay? No no.. I think he's just nice. Anyway, it's gonna be so great when he sleeps with me!"

"Ten bucks he's not going to sleep with you."

"You're on! Oh and by the way.. Make it twenty."

Back then it was just Peyton and Brooke. Yeah, Brooke was quite a flirt and Peyton was moody all the time but they were happy, at least; that's what she thought. Of course, after two days she had slept with Nathan. He was falling for her, she could tell.

"Hey cutie. I saw your picture in the paper… Personally, I didn't think it did you justice." Nathan laughed, she was something else.

"No?" She grabbed the front of his shirt and looked up at him.

"No. Far too much clothing." She kissed him hard on the lips trailing her tongue on his lips, begging for entrance. They started to make out and everyone in the hallway was clapping. This was their first announcement kiss and everybody seemed happy about it.

After that, they started dating. Everything was perfect. She thought she was happy, she thought she was in love. But then she met Lucas. Lucas, the half brother, the bad guy. Brooke remembered what Nathan had told her about him. And it wasn't good at all. But in some kind of way Lucas intrigued her. He wasn't like any other guy, he was bad news.

And after a couple of months, Brooke had spended more time with Lucas then with her boyfriend. Nathan was too sweet, too nice, too gentleman, too carring.. too perfect. When everything is perfect it's getting boring. So, after three months dating her perfect boyfriend, she found herself bored. Lucas was the perfect way to make the boredom go away. Of course, it was wrong what she was doing with Lucas, but in some kind of twisted way it was very exciting.

"Brooke? Brooke! Are you listening to me at all?" Bevin practically yelled in her ear.

"Sorry.. I'm sorry Bevin, what were you saying?"

"I was just talking about the upcoming 'can't miss' party."

"Oh." She rolled her eyes in a bored way. Only Bevin could rant like that.

"Yeah I know! I'm exited too! Anyway, the party starts at like… Nine so meet us there around… Eleven thirty?"

"Yeah." She sighed giving up. There was no point arguing with somebody with a very, very low GPA.

"Great!"

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"Oh Lucas! That was.. That was.."

"Fucking hot?" He interrupted her while rolling off next to her on the bed.

"You're such a guy." She laughed hitting him on the chest playfully.

"I am a guy." She just rolled her eyes.

"So.. You're not mad at me anymore?" He asked hopefully. Of course he didn't care if she was mad at him, he only cared for the sex.

"Not anymore. This was the famous 'make up sex'."

"No it wasn't. Make up sex is for couples."

"And we're not."

"No."

"Good, cause I swear if you were my boyfriend, I'll die."

Brooke said dramatically, trying not to sound hurt. It wasn't like she was in love with Lucas, but it hurt when he said such harsh things to her.

"It's a good thing I don't do the dating thing then."

"Yes it is." She snapped.

"And you're mad again." He said rolling his eyes.

"No I'm not!"

"Not a little?"

"No."

"So you're not mad?"

"No!"

"Really?"

"NO!"

"See? You're mad." He laughed at her. It was so easy to piss her off.

"You're just doing this to make me mad. And it's not going to work."

"You sure?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"YES! And God, STOP ANNOYING ME!"

"And the ice queen is mad, I'm so proud of myself."

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The rest of the day, Brooke Davis was pissed off and mad at everybody. Even when a couple of eight year old girls were staring at her, she yelled at them for staring. The girls ran away crying, but she didn't seem to care.

"Brooke, that was really mean." Peyton said catching up with her, trying not to laugh.

"I don't care! They were staring at me and I hate staring people."

"Why are you being so dramatic and angry? Is there a reason you're acting like this?"

"Yes! Well, actually.. No. I don't know. I'm just confused." She ran her fingers threw her hair frustrated with herself and sighed.

"About what?"

"Nothing! Nothing ok? God, why is everybody being so annoying today?"

"Or maybe someone's just being cranky."

"I'm not cranky!"

"Yes you are! Brooke.. Let's face it. You're mean to little girls who adore you, you're mean to me and to Nathan. What's wrong?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"No, don't. We're talking about you right now. So don't try to change the subject."

"Ehm.. I eh.. should get something to drink." She started to fake cough badly and walked away from Peyton.

"Brooke! Do not fake cough me!"

"I'm totally fake coughing you!" She laughed and ran away from her friend. She wasn't pissed off anymore.

Brooke, Nathan and Peyton were standing next to the keg, looking around to the crowd of the 'can't miss' party. They were not drunk, but not sober either.

"This party is boring." Peyton said.

"No kidding." Nathan added.

"Every party is boring.." Getting two weird looks in her direction, Brooke added quickly "if I'm not there. So come on people! Let's get this party started!"

Nathan and Peyton laughed and followed Brooke who was walking to the dancefloor.

After a few minutes, Brooke finally enjoyed herself. She was dancing with Peyton, while Nathan looked at them with lustful eyes. The way their bodies grind against each other would turn every guy on. Peyton looked at Nathan and nodded to Brooke, telling her to look at him. They turned around, and Brooke's eyes caught Nathan's. She laughed out loud when she saw his look. This was starting to get interesting. She pulled Peyton closer, wresting a wrist on Peyton's shoulder.

"Come on, we're going to make Nathan's blood boil. But on a good way, of course."

Brooke whispered in Peyton's ear. Peyton grinned and nodded.

They laughed, both their hips moving to the beat while Peyton's arm rose into the air, shaking her blonde curls. Now Nathan wasn't the only one watching. Guys started to dance next to them, trying to get one of the girls. Of course, this was the sign for Nathan to dance with Brooke.

"I want to talk to Brooke for a minute, I'm sure you'll entertain yourself Peyt."

Peyton didn't seem te care, she was to busy dancing with two guys.

He was taking her outside, holding her hand when he finally found a good place to 'talk'. After turning around, he kissed her with such a passion Brooke hadn't felt before. The dance must be really hot cause this was his best kiss ever.

"Damn Brooke, you have no idea how hot that dance was." He mumbled between kisses.

They didn't notice someone was taking a picture of them. When they heard 'the click' they stopped kissing to see what was going on but it was too late.

"Hey! What are you going to do with that picture dude?" Nathan asked the guy irritated.

"Nothing." He said grinning before running away quickly.

"Great! Another picture of us in the schoolpaper." He said getting mad.

"It's not that bad, we're going to look hot on it."

"Yeah, it was a pretty good kiss." He added.

"Come on, we're going to get something to drink." She grabbed his hand and hand in hand they walked inside.

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Brooke and Peyton were beyond drunk. They were having such a good time! Nathan already left with a few guys from the basketball team, cause they had an early morning practice the next day.

"Don't let me have another beer unless I beg you. The same goes for beers."

"Sure Brooke, keep telling that yourself." Peyton laughed slapping Brooke on her ass.

"Hey Brooke! Peyton! Come play!" Some guy yelled.

"What's the game?"

"Truth or Dare…"

"Sure.. Count me in." Brooke giggled while walking over to the table.

"Yeah.. me too!"

"Ok, I'll start! Ehm.. Theresa; truth or dare?" Brooke started with a big evil smile on her face.

"Truth."

"Boring. But ok, ehm.. How many guys or girls have you fucked in this room?"

"Brooke!" Peyton giggled, slapping her on the arm playfully.

"I have nooo idea." Theresa laughed looking around to count the people.

"Guess?"

"Maybe five."

"Niceeee." Everybody laughed. Brooke was a slut, everybody knew that. But Theresa was a good second.

"Ok, Peyton. Truth or Dare?"

"Dare!"

"I dare you to make out with… Brooke." She grinned when she saw the shocked faces.

Brooke looked at Peyton and Peyton looked at Brooke. For a minute they didn't say anything, they just stared at each other. The others were waiting in silence. This was a big deal. Of course, Brooke had kissed other girls when she was drunk and so did Peyton, but they never kissed each other. Cause their rule was, no kissing with best friends. Her head was spinning from all these thoughts so the best thing was just to do it. She gave Peyton a nod and that was the sign for leaning in.

Their lips met and in the beginning it was kind of awkward, but later they were making out like it was nothing. They broke apart and everyone.. Everyone.. Was staring at them.

"Nothing to see people!" Brooke yelled lauging. Wow, she couldn't believe she and Peyton actually kissed!

"Wow."

"That was…"

"Fucking hot!" All the guys said at the same time. Even the girls seemed shocked.

"I can't believe we actually did that Brooke!" Peyton said and started to laugh really hard. Brooke started to laugh too but somebody caught her eye.

"Ehm.. I'll be back in a minute guys."

"Where are you going?"

"Outside." She walked away getting a few stares from horny guys.

"Hey Brooke.." Tim grinned.

"Don't even think about it."

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"What the hell are you doing here?"

She couldn't believe it. Out all people Lucas Scott had to come to the party. Of course, it was a 'can't miss' but still, that was so not the point.

He smiled that cocky smile of him and normally, it turned her on but not this time. She was drunk and still mad at him for making fun of her.

"Well, I heard you saying something about a 'can't miss' party and.." He grabbed her ass, pulling her closer. Their faces were inches away, they could feel each others breathing.

"I wanted to see you." He ended while looking down at her. She grinned cause that was exactly the same thing she told him a few days ago.

"Still cheezy?"

"Still a bitch?"

"You know it." She laughed.

"So.. Kissing with your best friend huh?"

"You saw the kiss?"

He nodded quickly and his face was grinning from ear to ear, his cheeks burning.

"You have no idea how.."

"Hot it was? Well, actually I do." Brooke said rolling her eyes. She didn't know what the big deal was. Why did guys love to watch girl on girl action anyway? She was still stumbling. Her head was spinning and everything was moving. Brooke grabbed her head, trying to ease the pain.

"Whoa. You ok?" He caught her right on time.

"Not really, I'm going to find Peyton. See ya!" She waved turning around.

Lucas caught her arm and swung her round. He kissed her quickly and then licked his lips, her taste lingering in his mouth.

"You're drunk."

"I'm not!" She giggled stumbling a little.

"Yes you are! Look at you, you can't even walk straight without stumbling."

"Whatever! It's a party Lucas, lot's of people get drunk when they party. Why do you care anyway?"

He didn't say anything, his face expressionless. He opened his mouth to reply, but then shut it, and just shook his head.

"I'm going to find Peyton." Brooke said coldly.

"Wait!"

"What?" She turned around and looked at him incredulously.

"Do you guys need a ride?"

"No."

"Well, you're not going to drive and I'm guessing Peyton is drunk too so she's not driving either. Who's going to bring you home?"

"I can drive myself."

"Yeah right."

"Whatever. I'm going to find Peyton." She repeated and turned around once more, this time not interrupted by Lucas.

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"Peyton!" Brooke yelled at the top of her lungs. She wasn't in the mood to look and find her after fifteen minutes or so, yelling was so much easier.

And it worked. After a couple of minutes Peyton stumbled towards Brooke.

"We are going home."

"No! I don't want to. Not yet."

"Come on Peyton! I want to go home!"

"Since when are you such a party pooper? Come on! We're young, we're fun; let's do some damage!"

Brooke looked around once more. People were yelling and laughing. Most of them were drunk or stoned. Empty cups everywhere. It was a perfectly decent party like she had a thousand times before, but still; it was fun.

"Yeah you're right. Come on! Let's cause some damage. I'm good at that." Brooke said winking.

"I can't believe we kissed Brooke." Peyton whispered in her ear laughing. Putting an arm over Peyton's shoulder, Brooke grinned and kissed her cheek quickly.

"Brooke!"

"What?" She smiled innocent. They started to laugh and together they struggle as they walk into the room.

"We're doing shots?" Peyton asked sweetly when they reached the kitchen. She was even more drunk then Brooke.

"As always!" Looking into the fridge, Brooke found some strong stuff.

"This is good, right?" She asked giggling to Peyton who was currently sitting on the counter.

"I think so. Don't know exactly."

"Well, with some vodka it's good. I think." Shaking her hair, Brooke scratched the back of her head.

"I can't even think straight right now. Why don't we ask for help?"

"Hmm, you're probably right."

And there he was. Right on time, on the right place. Well, that's what he thought.

"Lucas Scott! What on earth are you doing here?" Peyton gasped. Her face was pale and she looked shocked. Lucas Scott was not a party animal. He meant trouble. He caused trouble. They were probably in trouble right now.

"Need some help girls?"

"Uhm…"

"No, we're fine." Brooke snapped shutting Peyton up before she said something she would regret later. He was playing dirty, trying to help but he just wanted to screw her.. and Peyton. She knew him, and his evil plans.

"I could be wrong, but you guys really look like you could use some help. I can make the best cocktails."

"That's sounds tempting, really.. But we don't want your cocktails, we're doing shots. So why don't you go home and leave us the hell alone?" She smiled fakely.

Peyton just watched the two arguing. She looked so lost, it was kind of funny.

"Look, I just want to help. You guys look pretty wasted. Need a ride?"

"What?"

"No!"

Lucas just laughed at them. One was so confused and the other one was pissed off. This was fun.

"Look Lucas, it's really.. Nice of you to offer us a ride but.."

"We would love to go with you." Brooke glared at Peyton. Lucas looked amused. This was so not good.

"Peyton!"

"What Brooke? We're drunk and Lucas is.. Hopefully not. We can't drive, he can. This is the perfect way to come home safely. Isn't that right Lucas?"

"That's right." Brooke just rolled her eyes.

"Fine! But first, I want one of your famous cocktails, Scott."

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Hi guys! I'm so sorry I haven't update in a while..! As you can see, this is absolutly NOT the end of this story. It's a bit longer then I expected, but that's only better for you guys. Thanks for the awesome reviews! I looooove them! I really want you guys to review for this chapter, cause I want your opinion. Tell me if it's stupid or lame, or fun or whatever, just tell me if you liked it or not.

Bye,

Helen