It started getting dark out, and I knew that if I got home too late my parents would start to worry. I watched as the remaining boys left one by one and soon after I started to head for my car. Today, I thought, was one of the weirdest moments ever in my life. Something weird happened to me and I didn't know what it was. I remember once when my best-friend Katie came home from camp, she would always talk about this boy she met and would describe a similar feeling to the one that I felt at the moment. With Jason my knees didn't weaken from just one look, and surely my stomach didn't feel like it was about to burst open. As I opened the car's door I began to recall exactly what I felt, but after a few moments of thoughts I gave up.
"BROOOOKKKEEE!" my mother yelled as she ascended up the stairs, "first day of school sweat heart. " she added as she came barging into my room. It took me awhile to choose an outfit, and when I was done I checked myself out in the mirror to make sure I looked good. I had decided to wear a blue silk tank-top and my favorite blue-jeans that my grandmother had bought me. To top it all off I wore my lucky aqua colored necklace. I look fantastic, I thought to myself as I began to fix my auburn colored hair. After trying out different hairstyles I decided to leave my hair down and make it curl at the bottom. I sighed as thought about the upcoming event, school.
As I pulled up to the large campus of my new school, I noticed a large crowd of people laughing together, and it made me think of how it was like in my old high school. I would always have friends waiting for me in the front, or Jason with his pop-tarts in the morning. I started to shake the thought out of my head before I completely start to cry. I parked the new car which my father surprised me with the day before school. It was a gift offering, his way of saying sorry about this whole new change. I accepted of course, but I new that it would take me awhile to actually forgive him fully. A tall figure headed my way, it was the blonde boy, and leaned against the side of my car. "See here's the thing," he said to me with a small smirk on his handsome face "my brother Nathan say's that your from Florida, I told him you were too pretty to be from there. Oh, yea…I'm Lucas Scott. And I don't think you ever graced me with your name?" I smiled at him, "Um..no I'm not from there and my names Brooke Davis."
I got out of my car, smiled at Lucas goodbye and headed towards the school. He seemed even more gorgeous up close than what I thought of him. As I was nearly at the entrance of the school, I heard my name so I turned around to see who was calling out my name. "Brooke wait up." Lucas said as he ran to catch up with me, "I was wondering if you would like to join a couple of my friends and I to a club on Saturday night. Its kindof this ritual we have at the beginning of the school year. So whatcha say?". I didn't know what to say, if I said yes then I would be around people I didn't know but if I said no then I wouldn't spend time with Lucas. What the heck ill do it! "Um yea sure. " I smiled sweetly before I turned around and headed back up the stairs making sure to sway my hips slightly. I looked over my shoulder and sure enough he was staring. The rest of the day went by fast, I only met a few people during the day. One girl in particular was named Payton. She was a beautiful girl with light blonde hair. She reminded me of this girl back at home, they seemed to have the same type of carefree spirits.
"YES! Saturday!" I yelled as I ran down the stairs early morning on Saturday. I barely had any sleep last night as I kept on imagining what events will take place at the club. Does Lucas have a girlfriend, I wondered, if he does will she be there? I hope not, it would ruin my day. "Mumsie!" I yelled into the kitchen. "What darling?" my mother asked as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "Can I have some money for some new clothes? Im going to this club with a bunch of kids from the school. Soooo?" She stared at me for a long while then answered, " You know you remind me of me when I was your age. Well, of course you can have some money for clothes baby, but don't spend too much."
I spent hours looking for the perfect pair of clothes. I wanted seductive, but not sluty. Preppy, but not overly preppy. I decided upon a maternity tank-top and a cute denim skirt.
I was so nervous as I drove up to this club called "Rain". I walked up to Lucas who was standing in the front with his brother, Nathan, and two other girls who introduced themselves as Chelsea and Tiffany. Lucas said that the rest of their friends were inside and that they had to wait for another person to arrive. "You are one of the hottest girls I've ever seen," Nathan commented as he skimmed me from top to bottom then bottom to top. I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. There was something about him that made me want to run the other way, maybe it was the way he seemed to have a presence. Lucas put his arms around me as he whispered in my ear, "He's just playing". I liked the feeling of warmth when he was this close to me. Somehow it felt right, like it was meant to be.
As the last person arrived, Lucas and I had gotten to know each other alittle bit better. In the short time we had he told me of his mom, dad, and his favorite sport…..basketball. He then led me into the club with his arms still draped around my shoulders. This felt right…..somehow change changed from bad to good, and Tree Hill was beginning to get better.