Disclaimer; I do not own these characters...as I have stated lots of times before. This is the next chapter with the duo known as...well the Duo. Mark Schawn owns the characters...blah blah blah...no money involved...blah blah blah. You get the picture. Hope you enjoy it. Read and Review

Lucas walked down the hallway of the school with a book in hand. He didn't wear much out of the usual. He wore a long sleeve gray shirt with a pair of blue jeans. He wore a pair of thong shoes and hand his hair gelled up all spiked. He wasn't prepared for a day like this, and unsure of how it would progress. Brooke was pregnant, and he was sure by the end of the day everyone would know.

Brooke sighed as she stood in front of her locker. As she raised the wicked red shade of lipstick to her perfectly shaped lips she couldn't help but hide beneath the image she plastered on each morning. Today...is just a day...a day like every other day.

"Hey Tiger," Lucas said as he made his way up to Brooke. Tigger was just to bouncy. Brooke was more of a tiger, hell she was even a temptress. She was beautiful, "Did you talk with Peyton...about everything?" He asked quickly. Neither one of them had really talked about Peyton, because neither one wanted to admit that Peyton had been the bane of their relationship the first time around.

"Well good morning to you too Broody." Brooke had spotted him easily from the mirror that hung in her locker. She shook her head as she put her lipstick back into her bag. "No I haven't to answer your question. And I'd like it if people still didn't know thank you." It wasn't that she was ashamed it was just that she did not want to deal with the rest of the consequences that came along.

Lucas nodded slightly uneasily looking around, "I told my mom." He said quickly. She should have known that. His mother and him didn't keep much from each other, and this wouldn't be the start of it.

Peyton Sawyer walked down the hallway a slightly uneasy look on her face. Her blonde hair was actually straight for once. She hadn't slept the night before, her father having to leave early the afternoon before. She took a deep breath and stepped forward, "And here I thought the two of you wouldn't ever speak to one another again..." She let her voice trail off. She was still out of it from the events of the past few weeks. She didn't like feeling out of place, at least in a dark depression she knew where she was, in the place she was now she was lost.

"Hey friend." Brooke smiled as she turned towards the girl. The look on her face having turned her smile into a slight frown. She had made a promise to always be there for her friend and was not going to stop me. "We weren't talking...this does not constitute talking...I don't think."

Lucas looked over at Brooke and then back to Peyton, "Hey Peyt..." He didn't have much else to say. He smiled lightly as he saw Jake walk by, "Yeah...going to go speak with...." He trailed off again as he made his way off in Jake's direction.

Peyton looked back over to Brooke, "So what's up with you? You don't have that evil I hate the world look on your face that has been there ever since you learned about..." She trailed off lightly, "Brooke, I'm sorry. If that means anything..."

"I'm fine...just peachy." Brooke plastered a smile on her face, the task not being difficult what so ever. Peyton was the only one who could see through it and hopefully she wouldn't see her act now. "Why? Something look like it's up with me?"

"Well..." Peyton said with a half-smile, "You wouldn't talk to me, and now you're calling me friend."

Brooke raises a hand to dismiss the whole thing. The truth being in the not so distant future she was going to be needing all the friends she could get, she wasn't about to forgot everything that had happened or forgive but talking was a start.

Peyton smiled lightly continuing to look at her, "So...Hoes over Bros again?"

"Yeah...sure.." Brooke nods with a faint smile. "Hos over bros always."

Peyton smiles continuing to look at her friend, "So...tell me everything about everyone. You know you want to."

"Not much to tell really.." Brooke trailed off as she slowly bit her lip. She really needed to sop being so obvious if she wanted this secret to stay hers for as long as possible

Peyton smiled lightly, "Oh come on...that smile on your face." She couldn't help but laugh at what she knew was coming, "What's his name?"

Brooke shook her head as she raised her folder to lay against her chest. "No guy Peyt." As she felt the lovely feeling of having to launch arrive she closed her eyes taking a deep breath.

"You don't..." Peyton began looking at her for a second, "Maybe you should sit down."

"I'm fine." Brooke snapped her eyes slowly narrowed. It wasn't like she meant to be so snippy but with her hormones raging she couldn't really help it.

Peyton took a step back continuing to look at her, "You're not fine Brooke. We've been friends since Kindergarten, and I know fine."

"If I said I'm fine....I'm fine." Brooke snapped again finally having opened her eyes. "Who knows me the best? That would be myself."

Peyton gave her a slight glare as she continued to look at her, "Into the bathroom Brooke Davis, now." She was the one being snippy. She had to talk to her, and they were drawing enough attention in the hallway.

"Fine." Brooke turned sharply as she head into the bathroom. Leaning against the wall she folded her arms against her chest. "What is it?"

"What is the matter tell me now or I'll sit here and wait for you to do so," Peyton was serious to the point where she would sit there all afternoon and skip the rest of the day of school to get the answer.

Brooke set her eyes on her friend, she knew both of them could be stubborn as hell. "You seriously what to know what's wrong Peyton?! I'll tell you! I'm pregnant okay! I'm pregnant!"

Peyton took a step back into the counter of the bathroom. That hit her a bit hard. She hadn't expected that, "I..." That was all that would be coming out of her mouth. She didn't have much else to say.

Brooke blew a breath of air to move some hair off her face. The silence slowly filled the room. She wasn't about to be the one to talk after the information she just yelled out.

Haley took a step back from the doorway making her way down the hall. She quickly thought. "I have to talk with Lucas."

"Brooke..." Peyton said making her way over to her simply hugging her friend. She would need something like that, at least she knew she would.

Brooke simply closed her eyes letting her head rest against her friend. Slowly she let her body loosen from the stance she was in originally. She did know her, right now she just needed someone to hug her and be there for her.

"I'm sorry for everything..." Peyton said pulling back continuing to look at her friend, "I didn't know..."

"I'm surprised you didn't." Brooke scoffed slightly as she pulled back. "What other situations do girls like me find themselves in huh? Guess I'll just prove everyone right...Brooke Davis the town bike."

Peyton once again stepped away from her friend, "Brooke...quit that. You need to just need to stand tall. No one will know about it, well right away." She smiled lightly, "Until you get fat...and then we'll tell everyone we sent you off to a fat farm."

"Ha...ha.." Brooke rolled her eyes but no sign of any visible emotion on her face. "I don't intend for anyone to find out...maybe the baby can just introduce itself when it's born?"

Peyton smiled, but then let it fade as a realization came over her, "Is that why you and Lucas..."

Brooke nodded slowly letting her arms wrap around her body again. "It's his fetus too. Thought it might be something he would want to know and be apart of."

"And?" Peyton pressed on quickly.

"He said he'd be there and that he..." Brooke adverted her eyes not really wanting to see her friend's eyes. "Loved me."

Peyton took a deep breath continuing to look at her. She forced a smile and finally just said, "As long as you two are happy. I have no reason not to be."