NOTE FROM AUTHOR/

By the way I don't own the 'No Doubt' lyrics from the chapter before.

"Ladies!"

"Hey, Lucas."

"Humph"

"Someone's still in a bad mood I take it?" Lucas replied while raising an eyebrow to Peyton. Peyton looked like she was on the verge of laughter. "Well I decided today, I am going to give you a proper tour of one Tree Hill." That caught both the girls' attention. "Now first let's go visit Brooke's old house"

"Don't you mean mansion?" Peyton added.

Lucas laughed and started walking. "Do you want to come or not?"

Both girls looked at each other and followed the leader, unsure of what the consequence was going to be.

Lucas watched the girls' reaction as they took in the new house. "Good times. I can still see Brooke sitting on the porch like back in the days. It looks the same doesn't it?" He couldn't help but notice the daggers Brooke was sending in his direction.

"No it certainly does not! They painted it a cream instead of it's natural white, and took out the daisies. What are these flowers they replaced them with, baby's breath? Ughh SO cheap!"

Peyton shrugged to Lucas behind Brooke's back. "Well regardless of the flowers, this house CERTAINLY wasn't cheap. Lucas do you know who lives here?" To both girls dismay Lucas just shrugged.

"Let's go find out!"

Brooke looked up and for the first time Lucas noticed how low cut her shirt was. He had always loved her body and now he found it hard to draw his eyes away.

"Sure Sherlock, let's go barging in. Hi. I am Brooke, and this is my friend Peyton and the loser next to me is Lucas. Can we look around, because I used to live here?

Finally peeling his eyes away Lucas casually walked to the door and rung the doorbell. "Well not quite with that introduction."

Both girls walked towards the door hesitantly and jumped when a little boy, about 8, answered the door. What's even more surprising is the way the little boy just stood there for what seemed a century gaping at Lucas. All three watched the boy, unsure of what to say and jumped when he went wailing away from the door, screaming for his mother. "Great Lucas you scared him." Brooke rolled her eyes. "Leave it to Lucas."

Before Lucas had time to reply a woman, in her mid 40's came to the door and eyed them up and down. "Yes? Did you not see the no soliciting sign?"

"Hi, my name is Peyton Sawyer. And these are my friends Lucas Scott and Brooke Davis. Brooke used to live in this exact house and we were wondering if we could take a look around, for old time's sake?"

The lady contemplated it and was obviously going to reply in the negative when the boy who had answered the door came running down and ran up to Lucas. "Um sir, I was wondering….Are you Lucas Scott?"

Lucas blinked and nodded. "Um…..Yes….Yes I am. What can I do for you?"

"Can you….Do you think you can….Will you please sign my basketball?"

Everyone watched the realization come over Lucas's face and he nodded. "Of course. Why don't you get one for me and a pen?" The boy scrambled away and the mother looked at Lucas.

"You are a basketball player?"

"Yes m'am"

"My son Robbie is very into basketball. He knows every player there is in the NBA. You used to live in Tree Hill?"

"Yes Ma'm"

"In this house?"

"No that would be my friend Brooke. We were wondering if we could just talk a walk through, for old time's sake? Maybe Robbie could give us a tour?"

"Okay, but if anything turns out missing I will know who to go after."

Robbie came running frantically back into the room with a ball and a sharpie. He put them in Lucas's hands and watched, practically panting for what he would do next. Lucas signed a quick note and gave the basketball back to the boy.

"Hey, Robbie? What if I got everyone on my team to sign a basketball for you and sent it to you? Do you think you could do me a favor?"

"Anything Sir" Robbie breathed.

"Can you give me, and my lovely friends a tour of your house?"
Robbie stood up strait and proud and led the expedition. He led them into room after room and Peyton and Brooke would make comments about the changes in the decorating, or things that happened in that room between the two. Finally they reached Brookes old bedroom. Brooke resisted the urge to blush, keeping the plan her main motive. She looked around at the small bed of what they supposed could be a little girl. Brooke sat on it and looked around with a small smile. Lucas felt himself sweating and he rubbed his palms on his pants. He watched as Brooke lay back on the bed and Peyton went to check out the playroom with Robbie.

"Isn't it cozy?" Brooke sighed seductively from her spot. Dangerous is more along the lines of what Lucas was thinking. She looked beautiful. He face with a glow and her hair spread out over the cushions. Lucas shook his head, telling him to get his head out of the gutters.

"Sure."

"Sure had a lot of fun times in this room." Descriptive images flashed through Lucas's mind.

"Mhmm"

Peyton came through the door and had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at the description on Lucas's face. "I think we are done with our tour."

Brooke sat up with a yawn and stretched out her arms, pushing her chest out. She couldn't help but smile at the way Lucas was ogling her. She slowly stood up and walked past him. "Then let's ride away from here."

Lucas shuddered as he watched her walk away with Peyton. She had to bring up another sex memory. He walked after them, wondering how he was going to keep himself together when a woman named Brooke Davis knew all the buttons to press in order to tear him apart.