Nathan Scott was the man any girl would love to get with. He was popular, and good looking. He was excellent at sports. Most females felt that he was a walking orgasm. The worst part of being Nathan Scott was the fact that Dan Scott was his father, and everyone knew his story. Nathan never wanted to be his father and did everything he possibly could not to be. Every guy wanted to be Nathan regardless, and every girl simply wanted him. It was a fact.

Nathan walked down the sidewalk with the book bag over his right shoulder. His black hair was cropped short and his blue eyes gleaming. He knew something was up instantly. Lucas never called him. Lucas never had any reason to want to talk to him. He flashed a cliché' Nathan Scott smile as he looked at his brother, "Dan isn't dead, Haley isn't pregnant, so what could be important that Lucas Scott calls his chief rival?"

Lucas took a deep breath as he stood up from his seat on a bench, "You sure know how to make an entrance. People will talk, ya know, the whole fact we're out here speaking to one another." His voice was being honest as a smile moved across his face, "How's Haley?"

"Like you don't know," Nathan's voice was quick as they began to move down the sidewalk. Their was an awkwardness about the two of them being together. It made Lucas cringe lightly not sure how else to feel. The silence was filled by Nathan's voice actually answering his question, "She's doing fine."

"That's good..." Lucas came back quickly to fill any possible silence, yet another one came almost instantly. He didn't know how to release the words that he wanted to say. He took long deep breaths as he began to go through everything in his head, and yet none of the sentences really seem coherent.

Nathan continued to stroll with his older brother, even though he'd never actually say Lucas was his younger brother. He took long deep breaths as he tried to begin to wrap around the fact that this rival of his was actually talking to him, "Lucas, are we going to continue to beat around the bush, or are you going to tell me what's up and stop beating this dead dog?"

The older brother took a deep breath, "She's pregnant..." The words flew out of his mouth fairly quickly. He didn't know how else to say it. It just sprouted out and flew on wings of truthfulness. His body was shaking and by this time he was completely stopped.

"I..." It was the only sound that he could release from his body. Nathan had no idea what else to say. Peyton and him had always been safe, but there was a scare once, but it was just that a scare. They had found out fairly soon that it was nothing. Brooke was safer than Peyton ever was, which is just one of things that surprised the hell out of him. The way Haley always described Lucas he was the son of god, but now he was definitely made mortal.

"Yeah..." Lucas let out a deep breath as he continued to look at the sidewalk. He didn't know what else to say, and had nothing else to say. He'd told Nathan exactly what he wanted to tell him, but now didn't know where he was going to end up. His whole body felt like he was going to collapse. He was also totally immobile.

"Yeah..." Nathan replied. Neither one had the words to go on with this conversation. His mind couldn't exactly wrap around the ideas that Lucas had both had sex and gotten a woman pregnant. That was something he was supposed to do, or at least that is what most of the populous thought he would do. It was jut an odd occurrence. The only thing that could come to mind was simple and something they both understood, "Let's play basketball..."

Lucas turned to look at the younger man as a smile slowly shifted about his face, "Let's play."