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Chapter Two: Awkward Moments

Peyton looked up at him and jumped down from the sink.

"Yes, Lucas, we are. And guess what? Its your fault!"

"My fault!" Lucas asked as Peyton nodded. "How is it my fault?"

"You shut the door!"

"How was I supposed to know not to shut the door? Maybe its your fault for crawling on the floor so I couldnt see you! Why were you doing that anyways?"

Peyton scoffed, "I dropped my lipstick. By the way can you help me find it?" She asked sincerely, "I think it fell somewhere around here..."

She said as she bent down to look for it. Lucas couldn't help but check her out as she bent down to search for her lipstick. His eyes were glued to her legs.

"Nice legs," He said as he thought back to the last time he said that and smiled to himself.

Peyton immediately stood up, "What?" she asked.

Lucas snapped out of his trance and thought to himself 'Did I just say that out loud?'

"Huh? Uh, nothing." He said as she looked at him confused. "Where did you drop it again?" he asked as she shrugged.

"Uh, somewhere around here."

Lucas reached down to pick something up off the floor. "Is this it?" he asked as Peyton smiled and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him into a hug as Lucas smiled wide. "I guess I'll take that as a yes." He laughed slightly.

Peyton brought herself back around to face Lucas, not releasing her grip around his neck.

"Yea, thats it..." she replied almost in a whisper as he stared into her eyes, her feelings almost got the best of her. Even though she could stay in his arms forever, and he secretly wanted to also, she let go leaving them both feeling awkward.

"So... uhhh, how are things with you and Brooke?" Peyton asked, trying to break the awkward slence.

Lucas ignored her question, "Why wont you tell me, Peyt?"

Peyton looked down, knowing exactly what he meant but trying to avoid his question, "Tell you what?"

"Why you and Brooke dont talk anymore."

"I dont know, Lucas. I already told you that," Peyton said as she walked over to the tub and sat on the edge.

Lucas sighed as he began to speak again, "I've asked Brooke too. She said it was something you did..."

Peyton looked up at him with glossy eyes, holding back her tears as she nodded slighty, Lucas conintued.

"But she wont tell me what." He said sitting down next to her as he finished his statement. "How does it happen? Two best friends, how do they just-"

"It's really none of your business, Lucas." Peyton snapped, sounding a little more harsh than she intended.

Lucas frowned as he nodded, "You're right, I'm sorry," He said sympathetically as he rubbed her back. She looked back up at him again, not expecting to face him staring deeply into her eyes, leaving them in an awkward position onceagain.