"Mom come on!" Kyle shouted as he stood by the door. He was going to be late to practice if Brooke did not get a move on. The doorbell rang and Kyle sighed as he opened it. A blonde haired woman stood at the door and Kyle had never seen her before in his life.
"Is Brooke Davis here?" The blonde asked Kyle
"Um, who are you?" He asked her
"Peyton Sawyer!" Brooke chimed out behind Kyle. She ran over to Peyton and pulled her into a big hug.
"Obviously you know her." Kyle muttered standing in his spot. Brooke snapped back to reality and realize Kyle was standing there.
"Peyton, this is my son Kyle. Kyle this is Peyton, she was my best friend in high school." Brooke said putting an arm around her son. Kyle nodded at her and turned to his mom.
"You catch up, I'll take my bike to practice." Kyle said stepping out of the house and closed the door. Peyton looked at Brooke.
"Maybe this is a shot in the dark but he looks very much like a certain broody boy we know." Peyton said to Brooke
"Yeah he does sorta of." Brooke said with a small smile
"So that's why you left Tree Hill, Luke knocked you up and you didn't want him to turn out like Dan."
"Kind of the oppiosite. The night I was going to tell him he told me he had been awarded a scholarship to Duke, so I told him we had to break up and I left."
"Jeez, Brooke. You're living in a two bedroom apartment when you could be living in a mansion like the rest of us."
"Hold on Sawyer, like the rest of us?"
"Nathan, Lucas, and Jake play for Charlotte. They're like the top 3 highest paid players in the NBA."
"Ok sit down and tell me everything."
Peyton laughed at her. Fifteen years later and nothing had changed about Brooke, "What about him? Don't you need to go to his practice?"
"He's a big boy, he can go by himself. Now sit." Brooke said taking a seat herself.