Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree hill. Just a few of the changes made.

Nathan walked into his bedroom and saw Brooke lying on his bed. She's still in her cheerleading outfit. He throws his bag on the ground and gets on his bed and sits on Brooke but puts all his weight on his knees so that he doesn't crush her small frame.

"So do you want to explain what happened at practice today?" he asked as she turned around to face him. She grabbed his hands and interlinked their fingers.

"I don't know what your talking about." She said trying to convince him and herself because she knew this would just end up the two of them fighting.

"Don't play stupid Brooke." Nathan smiled at her. He knew she was trying to avoid a fight.

"Ok. Then. But please don't get mad ok? I cant control Peyton." She said

"I promise not to get mad at you."

"Ok. She likes Lucas. A lot. I guess he likes her too. So I think their dating."

"Think?"

" I couldn't get a straight answer from her. We were in the middle of practice and after practice she left in a hurry with him."

"When did they start to like each other?"

"I don't know. I just found out a day or two ago. But can we please stop talking about Lucas and Peyton for that matter. I love her but I have other things on my mind."

"Like what?" he asked pretending to be oblivious .

"This." Brooke pulled him in for a kiss and flipped the two so Nathan was on his back. He wrapped an arm around her and set his hand on her 23 tattoo that was located on her lower back.

"Six-thirty Luke!" reminded Jimmy as the guys from the River Court we messing around.

"Oh, come on you guys, you don't gotta come It's just a game." Said Lucas shooting the ball again. It went in again.

"Right, Whitey asked you to play on the team," said Skills

"And Nathan threatens you." Added Junk

"You beat him, right here, one on one, you join the team." Added Mouth

"Afterwards you make out with an amazingly hot blonde." Added Junk again.

" And now it's the first game and we aint gotta come?Um-um, We're goin.This game is for all of us." Skills finished.

Whitey walks out of his office and sees Luke, Mouth and Jmmy talking.

"What the hell is this?" he asked.

"Well, we have this website." Said mouth nervously.

"Yeah, we're sports announcers." Said Jimmy.

"Not in here, your not. The locker room's closed. No…media." Said Whitey.

"Dude, did you hear that? We're media!" Mouth was excited.

"Not just media….Banned media." Said Jimmy. Lucas laughed at the two. Just then Brooke and Peyton walked past the three. Luke winked at Peyton and she smiled back. Mouth and Jimmy watched Brooke walk by with their mouths open.

"You guys may want to stop drooling before her over protective boyfriend comes out and kicks your asses." Said Luke with a smile. The two looked at him as if to ask 'would he really?'

Brooke and Nathan are making out in his car. Suddenly he starts laughing. Brooke rolled her eyes and pulled away annoyed.

"What? I'm sorry. I'm sorry. God, did you see how bad he sucked." Brooke pulled him into a kiss again. He laughs again.

"I'm gonna start taking this personally if you don't stop." Brooke said seriously.

"I'm sorry. He's just supposedly good." He laughed again.

" You mean more than my boyfriend who I'm trying to make out with right now." She tried to kiss him again but he pulled away.

"Put some ice on it. You ever think I might want to talk?"

"No. You just wanna insult Lucas. If I didn't know any better I'd think you had a thing for Peyton or something." She said letting her insecurities get to her. Nathan noticed.

"Hey." Brooke wouldn't look at him ."Hey look at me." He said softly. She still didn't. "Hey, I love you Brooke Davis. Not Peyton. I just hate that lately all this shit has been just handed to him. The others and I worked our asses off to get where we are and we used our time to get what we wanted."

"I remember." Brooke said referring to all the times he had to leave suddenly or cancel something to work out and practice.

Nathan kissed her softly this time. "I'm sorry baby."

"Me too. Maybe I should just go over to Peyton's though. She was acting weird today."

"Ok." He kissed he softly again.

Brooke walked into Peyton's room and saw she wasn't there. She saw the closet doors closed though. She went and opened the doors. There sat Peyton at her computer.

"Hey best friend. What's wrong?" she asked at seeing the look on Peyton's face.

"Me and Luke broke up."

"What I wasn't even aware you were dating."

"We weren't yet."

"Huh?" Brooke was confused.

"We just decided nothing was gonna happen. Actually he decided."

"Why?"

"He said we're just to different."

"God Peyt. I'm sorry." Then after a minute. "You know what we have to do right?" Brooke asked.

"No." Peyton said confused.

"We make him regret it with every fiber of his being." Brooke smiled. Peyton laughed.

"You should go talk to him." Brooke said

"I don't know where he'd be."

"What about the court him and Nate played at?"

"I'll go look."

"Go get him best friend."

'I guess misery loves company." Peyton said as she spotted Lucas. He just missed a shot. Lucas turned and looked at her.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Actually, I'm not here. Never was." She turned to leave.

"You know, I shoot the ball and it goes in. I don't ask questions. I don't think about it. It's just the way it is."

"Or, the way it was." Peyton said.

"Yeah."

"Lucas, it's just a game. Who cares if the entire school, most of your friends and the entire school not to mention most of the town saw you suck."

"So you've clearly come to cheer me up." Peyton smiled. "Want a ride?"

They pull up in front of Peyton's house.

"Look, you mind if I ask a question?" Peyton asked

"Shoot."

"Why'd you decide to do it? Join the team? 'Cause you don't really fit in here do you?"

"The game, I guess."

"Right. The same reason I cheer. It's all just a big game. Why not just stay on the playground? Why join varsity?"

"Because I want to know if I'm good."

"Well, If you ask my opinion, we all just wasted a perfectly good evening. You, me and everyone else there."

"Then why do you do it? I mean, do you really like it or not?"

"If I say I like it, I'm just another cheerleader. But if I say I hate it, then I'm either a liar or a fraud. Either way I lose." Peyton goes to get out. "Do you wanna come in?" Lucas follows her into the house.

"Brooke describe Lucas in one word." Everyone was sitting in a classroom listening to the teacher babble on.

"Choke." Everyone laughed except Peyton who gave Brooke a look. Brooke just shrugged.

"Lucas, care to respond and describe miss Davis?" Lucas looks at Brooke.

"Lonely." Everyone OH's Nathan raised his hand.

"Yes." The teacher answered.

"I can describe Peyton in one word. Backstabber." Everyone OH'd again. Peyton and Brooke looked shocked. Lucas lunged for Nathan and the two started throwing punches. Peyton and Brooke went to break it up. Fist were flying. One accidentally hit Brooke's chin. Hard. She pulled back to grab her chin which was throbbing. The two stopped fighting. Everyone gasped at seeing Brooke get hit. Nathan knew it wasn't him so lunged at Lucas for touching his girlfriend. Peyton was with Brooke holding her face. They all heard they teacher yelling for them to stop.

"You ever look past it Brooke?" Peyton asked.

"Past what?

"All of it,"

"Yeah. I mean I think about the future sometimes and it scares me. But then I think, I'll go to college…Join the right sorority…I'll marry a rich guy. As long as I don't get fat." She smiled. Peyton laughed knowing her friend was kidding. Peyton and her were hanging in Brooke's room. Brooke was trying on all her makeup trying to find something to cover her bruise. Her phone rang and she looked at the caller ID. 'Nathan' it said. She turns and starts blasting the music they are listening to then answers the phone and puts it up to the speaker left it there for a minute and hung up. She then turned the music down. Peyton laughed.

"What about Nathan?" she asked pointing to Brooke's phone.

"I don't think Nathan and me are gonna be working for much longer."

"Why?"

"Cause I'm so tired of all this drama shit between him and Lucas. It's all I ever hear anymore." Peyton hugged her.

"I'm sorry Brookie."

"Me too. I really love him."

It's the next day. Their teacher asked them to write down one word that described what they wanted more than anything right now. Brooke looked at her paper. 'Love' was scrawled down in her handwriting. She got up and gave it to the teacher. Little did she know Luke had seen her paper.

"You missed again." Said Nathan as Lucas threw the ball and it hit Nathan's car.

"You know. I'd stop feeling sorry for me if I were you." Said Lucas.

"Why exactly is that?"

"Two reasons. One, You're the one who got stuck with Dan and Two, I'm not the one who has a girlfriend that doesn't know they are loved." He knew he struck a cord because Nathan clinched his hands into fists.

"What are you talking about man?"

"You figure it out." Lucas walked away from Nathan.

The teacher is looking through the stack of words. He's in the class room alone. 'Truth' Peyton's sitting in her room and tears down her drawings. 'Answers' Lucas is sitting at a picnic table thinking. 'Revenge.' Nathan is lifting weights then stops and picks up his phone and dials a number. 'Love' Brooke is sitting in her room crying. Her phone rings she ignores it. The caller ID says 'Nathan'

The next day-

Nathan and Brooke are sitting in Brooke's room. Nathan is painting her toes. She's reading a fashion magazine.

"You've got some ugly toes girl." Nathan said.

"No, I don't."

"Yeah, you do. They're practically like fingers."

"Then focus on the middle one."

"Aw, come on I love your toes. I was just joking."

"haha"

"So I'm thinking of quitting the team." Nathan said after a minute.

"Right." Brooke rolled her eyes

"No, I'm serious. I don't even like it anymore. Whitey cant stand me. I'm never good enough for my dad."

Brooke was getting excited. This could be good for them.

"I think you should. Why not right? I mean, you quit the team and I quit cheering. We could do it together. Let's do it."

"Right That's what I'm gonna do." Nathan said sarcastically. "I gotta go. I'll see you at the game." He left and didn't see the disappointment and sadness in her eyes.

"Peyton!" Lucas called. She looked at him.

"You art matters. It's what got me here,"

Peyton smiled. So did Brooke who heard the whole thing.

"Brooke!" Nathan called. She looked at him. Her smile disapering.

"I love you." He kissed her. She smiled. As did he.