Chapter 4
Peyton walks into the locker room with Brooke after practice. She opens her locker, taking off her uniform.
" Hey. You're ok with this thing between Lucas and I, right? Sorry if I made you feel wierd earlier. He just makes me so happy. Sometimes I can't help myself. It just comes out." says Brooke.
" Brooke, it's fine. I'm ok with it. I told you that. You're happy, and I'm assuming that Lucas is too. That's all that matters." says Peyton.
Brooke laughs, putting on her tank top.
" FYI, that Seth guy was totally checking you out." says Brooke.
" Who?" says Peyton.
" Oh, please. You saw him. The new guy. Totally hot, and unattached?" says Brooke.
" You don't know that he's unattached." says Peyton.
" Well if he isn't, he left her ass back in Rochester. You should go for it. He's gorgeous." says Brooke.
Peyton shakes her head, taking off her shoes.
" I can't." says Peyton, simply.
Brooke sits down next to her, running her hand over her shoulder.
" It's been over a month, Peyton. You've been.. I'm really worried about you." says Brooke.
Peyton looks at Brooke defensively.
" Why, because I'm not ready to get laid by some random guy I don't even know? That's really great, Brooke." says Peyton.
" Peyton that's not what I meant and you know it. Don't be like that." says Brooke.
" Like what! Like you, and act like everything's just perfect when everything sucks!" shouts Peyton.
Brooke just stares at Peyton, not knowing what to say.
" I just miss you, ok? We haven't talked or done anything in weeks. I know you lost Jake, and I know you're sad.. we all miss him. But I feel like I'm losing my best friend and I hate it. I just want you back." says Brooke.
Peyton sighs, stating to shove her things in her gym bag.
" Well, I want world peace. I want alot of things. Call this the new me if you want. There's just not alot to be happy about. Sorry to dissapoint you." says Peyton, sarcastically as she leaves the locker room.
" Peyton!" yells Brooke, after her.
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Peyton stormed out of the school's double doors, walking down to the parking lot. She was so mad at Brooke she couldn't see straight. What gave her the right to put a time limit on her grief over Jake's death? Brooke had always been so obsessed with sex and physical attraction. It was really getting old. She had no idea what it was like to lose someone that she loved as much as she loved Jake.
That fact that Brooke had a heart to love with at all was almost surprising at times.
Peyton is taken out of her thoughts when her eyes fall upon her car, and someone sitting in it looking at the flap of her Killer's CD. She looks down confusily at the guy.
" What the hell are you doing?" says Peyton, crossing her arms over her chest.
Seth pulls his black sunglasses over his head, looking up at Peyton.
" This is a great album. I have two myself." says Seth, putting the flap back in the cover.
" What are you doing in my car?" says Peyton.
" I was waiting for you. You were in there for so long I figured I'd make myself at home." says Seth.
" Are you.. are you kidding me? Get out." says Peyton.
" Relax there, Dutchess. The top was down. It's not like I broke in or anything." says Seth, jumping out of the car and leaning on the side.
Peyton sighs, putting her hand on her forhead when he leans on her car door.
" You're name's Peyton, right?" says Seth.
" So what if it is?" snaps Peyton.
Seth laughs, " Look I just came to introduce myself. I'm Seth Davenport. I saw you in practice and you looked like an interesting person." he says.
" More like my ass was hanging out of my uniform and you wanted to take another look. Sorry to dissapoint you there, junior. Only pants." says Peyton.
" Ok, you're obviously not in the conversational mood.." says Seth.
" Wow, he catches on quick." says Peyton.
Seth smiles, moving off of her door. Peyton opens it, sliding into the car.
" So listen.." says Seth.
" No." says Peyton, turning on the ignition.
" Can I call you sometime? Maybe take you to a movie or something?" says Seth.
" I'm married." says Peyton, backing slowly out of the lot.
Seth laughs, " Oh, really? Married, huh?" he yells.
" Yeah, to a big Puerto Rican guy named Guapo. Maybe we'll invite you over for dinner sometime." says Peyton, driving away.
" Right." says Seth, walking to his car.