Sorry readers for the unexpected and extremely long hiatus that this story went on. There are two reasons why this story had yet another setback. Reason Number One was that I had a total writer's block. I honestly despise those things. I start to get this story's plotline set in then I can't think of what to do next. I have all these ideas for the story but they can't fit in until later on so I have to fill in that space with chapters that are not as important, yet still play a part in the story. Reason Number Two was that my computer got a virus and we had to get that fixed. Now I hate viruses but I'm sort of glad I couldn't write yet because I didn't have any ideas on what to write. Then today I was lying on the table in physical therapy and got this great idea to bring a new character into this story. I love the idea and hopefully you do too. You will meet him or her in this chapter so have fun!

Anyways, here is new chapter for all of you. xoxo Kayla

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"I'm coming God damnit!"

"Hello?"

"Hey," a masculine voice replied from the other line.

"Ummm…Can I ask who's calling?"

"Oh come on don't tell me you don't recognize this voice?" The man chuckled.

"Sorry I don't. Who is this?"

"You've got to be kidding me. Luke, Lucas, Lucas Scott, only your favorite guy from the high school days."

"Lucas who?"

"Geez what happened? Did you fall and hit your head on a rock and get amnesia or something? I talked to you less than a month ago."

"I'm sorry Louis but I have no idea what you are talking about." What a creep.

"It's Lucas Rachel not Louis. Don't tell me you've completely forgotten me in a timeframe of about three weeks."

"Sorry Lucas. This is Carlee," the girl could barely contain her laughter.

"Wow I feel like such a dumbass," Lucas sighed.

In her mind, Carlee could see his face turning a color of beat red.

"I must have the wrong number. I'm sorry."

"Oh no," Carlee said quickly before Lucas hung up the phone. "Rachel's here. We're roommates."

"Oh," Lucas began. "I get it now. Can I talk to her?"

"Uh yeah sure. Let me just find her," the blonde said as she began searching the house. "Hold on a sec."

"Okay," Lucas said.

Carlee covered the speaker of the cordless telephone. "Rachel!"

"What!" a muffled voice came from inside the bathroom.

"Phone!"

"Tell them I will call them back. I'm in the shower."

"Well you better hurry. It sounds like some hot guy on the phone," Carlee joked knowing that those words would speed up the process.

She loved Rachel to death. They were like perfect as roommates. Each had their own duties and qualities that the other one didn't. Carlee was the dumb blonde with a heart of gold. She was always there with a shoulder to cry on. Carlee Sloan was a neat freak. Despite all of her good qualities she was not the brightest crayon in the box. Her overly active mouth had a tendency to run wild and she would get a little carried a way to a point where she drove guys away.

On the other hand, Rachel was the sly, crazy red head without a hint of sympathy in her soul. Out of the duo, Rachel was the one who found the guys. She was the wild one. She was the one who would drag her friend to strip clubs where they would both make fools of themselves while entertaining a crowd of horny, begging men. Some people would think it was a lifestyle of sin and wrongdoing. But it fit them and so that's how they went about their life.

Rachel, clad in merely a hot pink towel around her body and another towel wrapped in a turban around her wet hair, stepped out of the steam filled bathroom. She snatched the phone from Carlee.

"He-ello," Rachel said placing the phone up to ear.

"Hey Rachel, this is Lucas."

"Oh, hi Luke. What's up?" Rachel questioned making her way to her bedroom where she dropped her towel and dug into her bra and underwear drawer.

"Well pretty much nothing. I was just calling to see how you were doing," Lucas said. He wasn't really getting to the point.

"Well we're great down here in good ole' Philly. But Luke, are you beating around the bush? I mean you honestly couldn't have made a long distance call to me just to ask how I was." Rachel was smarter than the whole cheerleader/stripper image made her look.

"Okay, maybe I am," Lucas admitted twiddling his fingers on the recliner he was seated in.

"What's up?" she giggled.

"I need to ask you a really big favor!" Lucas said. "And I completely understand if you don't want to do it but you would be totally saving my life if you did."

"What is it Lucas?" Rachel asked exasperated.

"Okay. Brooke is coming to town with her new fiancé or whatever the hell he is and I don't know what to do."

"Oh the wonderful Ryan Campbell," Rachel chuckled. "You would have think he would have ended up with somebody more like me."

"What do you mean?" Lucas asked. He didn't notice the squinting his eyes did when he was puzzled. "How do you know him?"

"Duh Lucas!" Rachel exclaimed. "How dumb can you be? Philadelphia Eagles football player, Philadelphia Eagles cheerleader."

Lucas was speechless for a second. He knew that Rachel was a professional dancer for the Eagles. And he knew that Ryan was the "star" running back for the same team. But he had never thought of it like that. Rachel was merely a friend who he talked to approximately once ever month or two. Ryan was a whole other story. What a small world.

"Sorry," Lucas said. "I knew you were both affiliated I just never put the two pieces of the puzzle together. It's just weird."

"Yeah. Anyways, what was the favor you needed from me?"

"Well," Lucas thought aloud, "I might have two favors for you know."

"Okay," Rachel replied. "Shoot."

"Well the one I really called about was to ask you if you would like to come down to Tree Hill when they come and be my 'date' so to speak."

"Lucas Scott do I smell jealousy?" Rachel exaggerated the question. She knew he was even if he denied it.

"No it's not that," he replied. "I just will feel awkward if she's with him and I don't have anybody with me. So what do you say?"

"I say you're jealous," Rachel laughed.

"No I'm not," Lucas lied.

"Uh Huh," Rachel responded. "Sure you're not."

"Okay I am," he blurted out. "But will you do it?"

"You know what's funny Lucas?" Rachel asked rhetorically.

"What's funny?" he questioned.

"This is kind of like a déjà vu. I mean think about it. When I first came to THH, the first day in fact, you asked me to help you make Brooke jealous. Am I right?"

Lucas pondered the statement. She had a point. "Yeah," he unwillingly agreed.

"Now you are asking me do the same thing over again. I can see why you would want me to do it but am I just the go-to girl when you need to make Brooke Davis jealous? 'Cause that's what it seems like."

"Rachel I haven't even thought of it like that. Honestly I just needed somebody and I thought of you first. Like I said, don't feel obligated to say yes just to make me happy. I will understand if you say no."

"Oh believe me Lucas I don't feel in the least bit obligated to say yes. But I will do it anyway. Because I love you. But you owe me."

"Thank you Rachel," Lucas said. "Seriously, you are a life saver."

"No problem. Just think about it. I honestly don't give a shit if you are just using me to get under Brooke's skin, but if you are, that's kind of sad."

"Yeah I know," Lucas sighed.

"What was your next favor?"

"Okay. Since you work with Ryan, could you maybe possibly talk to him about Brooke, see what they are doing and stuff?" Lucas was desperate. "I know this is big to ask too."

"So basically you mean spy on them?" Rachel caught onto Lucas in a heartbeat.

"Not spy on them exactly," Lucas said. "Just keep me updated on what they are doing. You know just secretly observe"

"That would be considered spying," Rachel snickered. "My god Lucas you're really getting into this."

"Yeah I know. Can I tell you something and trust that it never leaves this conversation….ever?"

"Sure," Rachel said slowly and cautiously. Now fully dressed, she walked back into the bathroom and let her flowing chestnut hair out of the towel.

"I love Brooke. And I know that sounds weird considering we haven't seen each other for about five years but I really do. I know she is the one for me but she doesn't see that right now hence her upcoming marriage to another man. And yes it may seem desperate, but I'm willing to do anything to make her realize that she doesn't belong with Ryan. She belongs with me."

"Wow," was all Rachel could utter.

"Yeah."

"So Lucas," she said. "If I do this all for you, I get something in return right?"

"You can pick your poison."

"Then it's a deal."

"Thank the lord," Lucas said. "Bye Rachel."

"Bye Lucas, see you in a few weeks."