Note: Laura369 the answer to your question is: Ellie isn't in remission; she has cancer and has not died yet. If this was the actual show, what's going on now is BEFORE the album release. The only difference is, since I liked Peyton and Ellie's storyline, Ellie IS still on her treatments.

Maybe she spoke too soon. There was something that could bring her down and it was happening right now.

"Minimum of 5 pages, maximum of 10, this report is due in 2 weeks," Ms. Kendall, one of the English teachers at Tree Hill High said as she passed out a rubric to each student. Brooke glanced up after she read the objective. "Life story? Ms. Kendall isn't that a little 6th grade?" Brooke asked with a groan.

"This will be about your high school life. Do you recall the time capsule tape you all made last year?" Ms. Kendall began to answer Brooke's question. A few students in the classroom nodded, "You could say this is the same thing, the only difference is that these high school stories will be given to freshman students in 15 years. You could call this a guide. Therefore this will be nothing like your 6th grade autobiography Ms. Davis."

Brooke nodded, "Are you going to be reading these? I mean a lot of ours could get pretty graphic." Brooke shot a look at Rachel who was on the other side of the classroom. Rachel quickly flicked her off when the teachers back was turned.

Ms. Kendall shook her head, "I'll be reading your opening paragraph, your ending and counting the pages to make sure you're within the limit."

"Interesting project, don't you think?" Haley asked Peyton and Brooke as she sat down beside them at a table during lunch.

Brooke nodded, "Kinda sucky though too. Especially if she magically decides to read mine."

"Why, the past few years have been good to you?" Haley asked.

"I've been with so many guys over the course of the years, freshman year and sophomore year, I practically slept with everyone. Then there was Felix in junior year, yeah I had some high school career Hales," Brooke replied.

"You've redeemed yourself, even managed to snag Lucas," Peyton mentioned taking a sip of the water she had brought.

"15 years, I'll still be alive and coherent, possibly still living here, who needs the town knowing my secrets."

Haley patted her back, "Don't worry about it Brooke. Think happy things. Lucas is out of surgery, 2 more days and you can see him."

Brooke's eyes lit up, "Lucas, I can't wait to see him."

"It's only been two days Brooke, you'll make it another two," Haley told her as Nathan came up behind her to take her away.

"That's easy for you to say Haley, Nathan's not in the process of having a life changing surgery," Brooke said pouting.

"He'll be okay Brooke. We all just have to stay strong for him," Nathan said putting his arm around Haley.

"Could you guys make this any gloomier? What's up with you four?" Lucas asked from his hospital bed, three weeks into his two month stay.

"Nothing, it was just this thing... for school. It's got us all thinking," Peyton said with a shrug from her spot beside Nathan in one of the chairs near Lucas' bed.

Brooke nodded from her place beside Lucas on his bed, "It brought back a lot of buried memories."

"I found it easy," Haley chimed in hesitantly from her spot on Nathan's lap.

"That's because you're the good girl," Nathan said kissing the side of her head.

Brooke shrugged, "She's lucky. Mine got pretty… bad."

Both of Brooke's hands were in position on the keyboard of the laptop Haley had set up for her in the kitchen. The fact that Haley was around was getting to Brooke. She really didn't know why, since she already knew that Haley accepted her for who she was now, not who she had been. Brooke quickly shook off her thoughts, this paper wasn't going to write itself.

"So you're a freshman eh? Congratulations, you made it through middle school. Let me be the first to tell you that 8th grade was so much easier. But, if you're anything like me, you're extremely excited for high school, despite everybody's warnings. For me, being in high school meant Varsity cheerleading, and tons of new, gorgeous boys. I can honestly say that I wish I could change that. I'm one of those girls that nobody really ever got. I'm not going to brag, but I had money, I was on the cheerleading squad, I hung out with the older girls, made friends with the untouchable guys… I had a seemingly perfect life. I guess it'd be best to start from the beginning. My name is Brooke Davis and I'm what you would call a beautiful disaster. Conceited? No. Confident? Yes."

And there it was, she had her first paragraph complete. From there she went on to describe her freshman year, filled with information about her non-existent parents, her more important than anything else friendship with Peyton that she'd had since she was a mere 5 years old and everything from discovering alcohol and sex. It went on much like that up until she reached junior year.

"At this moment in time, my world changed. Everything practically fell apart before my eyes. I was captain of cheerleading, I'd slept with most of the guys at school, I had all the right friends… but then I met him; the blond haired gorgeous eyed boy known as Lucas Scott. He wasn't like other guys; he wasn't like them at all. Most of the guys I knew would jump at a chance for a date with me, but Lucas... he made me work for it. I showed up naked in the backseat of his car one night after a basketball game, changing out of my cheerleading uniform. From then on, I was hooked. I can't remember the date, but it was sometime, a few weeks after the night I was naked in his car. We'd discussed a possible date, but I had to do something for him first. I had to read a book, "The Winter of Our Discontent," by John Steinbeck. I agreed and read the book. The next night, Lucas and I went out. Our date was at a bar, where I proceeded to whoop his ass at a game of pool, which soon led to a few beers, a heavy makeout session in the back of the bar, and a new tattoo for Lucas. We were together for a while, something you know I never did since you've read all about my freshman and sophomore years. It wasn't long before I knew I was really falling for him. Then, right there, my world crashed before my eyes. Lucas got hurt, he was in a car accident with his uncle. After spending time worrying about him constantly with his mother, I got to see him. That was when he broke up with me. I was heartbroken, really heartbroken. But I figured he'd had his reasons, hopefully that'd he'd sort out and we'd be us again. He did have his reasons, remember my best friend Peyton, the one I've talked so highly of throughout this letter? Lucas had been cheating on me with Peyton. I blamed them both, she'd known just how much I cared for him, especially since I'd told her I was really falling for him and Lucas never should have started something with me, if all he wanted was my best friend."

She was up to 7 pages now and was rather proud of herself. From there she'd gone on to discuss the pregnancy scare, making up with Peyton as well as Lucas. And from there she talked about Felix, as little as she possibly could, but he was definitely in there. Ultimately ending that chapter of her life with Lucas, and how he came to tell her he loved her. She continued on, taking special care in the next part.

"Upon returning to Tree Hill after the summer ended, I had to confront Lucas and move my stuff into the apartment I'd rented, which just so happened to be Haley and Nathan's old one. I started up a relationship with Lucas that'd I'd promised myself I would never be part of again. We became friends with benefits. It was tough, really tough, but we accepted it. Well, at least he did at first. This wasn't what really made this year the best though. Haley moved into the apartment with me. Our friendship grew from there. I can honestly say that Haley is one of the best friends I've ever had. She's been there for me through it all, helping me up when I fell, and being there when I needed her most. Don't think I didn't return the favor, because I did. It's come to the point that Haley and I are no longer friends, but sisters."

She continued, adding tidbits about her relationship with Haley, how the friends with benefits relationship with Lucas came to an end, Rachel and Chris. She discussed their reunion, making sure not to leave out any details of them getting back to where they are now.

"We're pregnant now. I'm about a month and a half along. Lucas has taught me so much about life and love. I'm sure you don't really know this song, but it's really kinda popular now, it's called "You and Me," by Lifehouse... and there's this lyric and it goes, "there's something about you now, I just can't quite figure it out, everything she does is beautiful, everything she does is right." Change the she's to he's and that's exactly how I feel about Lucas. He is the one for me, and if all of this terrible crap in high school had to happen to get me to the place I'm at now, then so be it. A very wise girl once said, "If having that is tragic, then give me tragedy because I wouldn't give it back for the world."

And she ended it, in the middle of the 10th page.

"She won't let anyone read it," Peyton complained to Lucas, "She said she wouldn't even let you read it."

"I'll get it out of her," Lucas said with a grin.

"No you won't," Brooke replied shaking her head with a smile.

"5 more weeks and I'll be kicking your ass at Rivercourt," Lucas said to Nathan, opting on changing the subject.

"What'd the doctors say about that?" Nathan asked.

"They won't know until after I'm out of here and they do a followup after I'm out a week," Lucas replied looking up at Brooke, "I'm hoping for the best."

"Oh… that sucks.. I mean, the not knowing part," Nathan said looking a little glum.

"Can we talk about something else? Got any jokes? I could use a good laugh," Lucas said looking up at the gang with a smile.

"You know what would be funny, a non-alcoholic game of I Never, we can see how quick we can knock Brooke out of the game," Peyton suggested with a laugh.

"Jerk," Brooke complained leaning over Lucas carefully to swat Peyton's head playfully, accidentally hitting Haley instead.

Haley spoke up now, "Yes, let's play."

Brooke rolled her eyes with a laugh," Fine. I'll start then. Hey Peyton.. I've never kissed a band nerd in the school courtyard."

"Bitch," Peyton smirked putting down one of her ten fingers, 9 more and she was out. "I've never had sex on a kitchen table," she added, aiming that one at Brooke. Much to her surprise, not only did Brooke and Lucas each put a finger down, but Haley and Nathan as well.

"Whoa! Hales, I didn't know you had it in you," Peyton smiled.

Haley shrugged, "I've never kissed a girl."

All four put down another finger.

Brooke laughed, "Poor little Haley never kissed a girl… yet."

"Brooke-?" Haley started to say before Brooke leaned over Lucas again, pressing her lips to hers, placing a kiss on her lips that lasted a mere 3 seconds before moving away with a grin, "Now she has."

"Brooke!" Haley gasped, leaning back into a laughing Nathan, a little embarrassed.

"You're welcome," Brooke smiled leaning back against Lucas who had just finished clapping.

"Okay... I've never.. slept in the same bed as Brooke." Nathan said thinking of ways to knock everyone else out. Lucas, Peyton and Haley each put a finger down.

"You too Brooke," Nathan said.

"What? That's cheap… of course I sleep in the same bed as… well me!" Brooke complained putting down another one of her fingers.

Lucas smiled, "Sore loser Brooke? I've never… had better friends than you guys."

They all lost a finger again. "Don't get all sappy," Brooke laughed, kissing his cheek. "I've never gotten a girl pregnant," Brooke added with a smirk in Lucas' direction.

Lucas put a finger down, "Cheater."

"Guess I'm down one too?" A voice asked gently from the doorway. None of them had heard the door open, no less a person enter. The voice had startled them all. The sound of the voice was familiar though, casing them all to slowly look up. Peyton's voice was next to be heard, barely coherent enough for them to understand. But if their ears weren't deceiving them, all four would have bet she'd just said "Jake."

Authors Note: Now is where you can be mad and prepare to throw rocks and lemons at me. Actually, I'd prefer kiwis. Don't you just hate cliffhangers? Yep, I do too. Reviews equals love.