Chapter 6. Queen Bitch

Because Brooke was so busy with school, cheerleading, Lucas and well, Lucas, she totally forgot her and Peyton's wager.

Destroy Tutor Girl's life by turning her into a slut.

They always had the most weird wagers that always led to someone getting hurt, and this one was no different. It was funny to watch somebody get hurt, especially when that somebody wasn't her. She knew she was being the biggest bitch ever, and that this wager was almost evil, but she didn't care.

She was lying on her couch, thinking about the best way to let the mission fail. She knew she wasn't supposed to think about it that way, but she couldn't help herself. Peyton had offered her fuck buddy, also known as her boyfriend Nathan, and that was the only reason why Brooke wanted to win the wager. She knew Peyton would help her with Lucas, but to be honest, Brooke could win Lucas all by herself. She didn't need Peyton to win Lucas, he was practically eating out of her hand already.

And on top of that, she loved her car way too much to give it up. If Peyton won, Brooke guessed her car would be damaged in about a week. Peyton was the worst driver ever.

Brooke lit a cigarette and brought it to her lips. She took a deep drag and let it out slowly. Why was smoking so damn relaxing? She knew it was bad for her, but she didn't care. She enjoyed it way to much to quit.

Still thinking about a way to help her best friend with the wager but only in a way to make Peyton lose it, she didn't hear the footsteps that walked into the room.

"Still smoking?"

She rolled her eyes, flicking her cigarette ash on the carpet. "Still a bitch?"

Peyton grabbed the cigarette out of her hand and did something that Brooke didn't expected, she took a deep drag and blew out the smoke in Brooke's face.

Brooke's face stayed calm and expressionless. "Since when are you smoking?"

"Since a few weeks ago." She replied coyly.

Peyton started to leave the room when Brooke grabbed her by the arm and pulled her down to the couch she was now sitting on. "Liar. You don't smoke. You hate people who smoke." When Peyton just smiled Brooke asked a little unsure "right?"

Leaning back she smiled pleased by her question "I thought you knew me better Brooke Davis."

"Well, I thought you hated it cause your grandfather died of lung cancer."

Peyton rolled her eyes. "Please, that was a long time ago. Smoking is relaxing."

Brooke gave her a look and Peyton only shrugged her shoulders coyly.

She decided to give in with Peyton's weirdness and ignore the smoking issue. "So, how's life treating you P. Sawyer?"

"Good. I've got that stupid tutor whipped around my finger. She's practically begging to become a slut." Peyton smirked before taking another drag of her cigarette.

"You're not that good Peyt. Come on, tell me the truth. I know you want to." Peyton's face tensed in anger and it took all of Brooke's self control to not laugh at Peyton's sour expression.

"Alright! She wants nothing to do with me. Every time she sees me she picks up her stupid books and runs off to the library as fast as her ugly shoes take her. And you know I don't go in there. That place smells like dead people." She said scrunching her face up.

Brooke couldn't take it anymore and let out a hard laugh. "I think you're losing your touch Peyt. Don't worry, I'm going to talk to her as soon as I see her."

"You better hurry up." Peyton mumbled.

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Brooke sat down next to a scared-to-death Haley. Haley looked up from her books and gave Brooke a look. "What-What do you guys want from me?"

That girl was so pathetic. She wanted to yell at that stupid girl but, of course, she didn't. She putted on a fake smile before replying "Oh Haley, we don't want anything from you. I just came by to say sorry."

Her eyes went wide in shock. "You-You are sorry? For what?"

"For treating you the way we did. You see, my friend Peyton is a little bit overprotective of her boyfriend. She saw you like competition. And she can't handle it when more girls are into Nathan Scott." She let out a small laugh and looked down.

"Me? A competition? I'm sorry but there's no way I'm better than Peyton. She's the most popular girl in school!" Brooke's face went dark when she said that but she quickly recovered. "There's no way in hell that he wants me."

"No, you're right. He doesn't want you. You mean nothing to him. In fact, I don't think he would even notice you if you weren't tutoring him." She knew what she said was harsh, but this was all part of the plan.

Haley nodded her head weakly. "Yeah. I guess you're right."

"Of course I'm right. I'm Brooke Davis for God sakes. I'm always right." She beamed proudly. "Anyway, that's it?"

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, you don't want to do anything about it?"

"About what?" Haley asked still confused.

And this girl is tutoring why? She was acting like a dumb ass.

"Oh silly rabbit, don't you want to change? Aren't you tired of always standing in the background? Don't you hate it when people make fun of you? You can change you know. All you have to do is trust me."

"Trus-Trust you? I don't want to be mean or anything but you were always the one who was making fun of me! You humiliated me in front of the whole school! Why should I trust you now?"

She putted a hand on Haley's arm to make her point. "Come on Haley, I'm really trying here. You know that I'm the only one who can help you." She smiled politely.

Haley thought about it. Yes of course she wanted to change. She hated to be treated like air all the damn time. She hated it when people made fun of her. Yeah, maybe she was a nerd and all but she wanted to be a normal person so badly. Was trusting Brooke a good idea?

Brooke watched as Haley thought about her words. God, that girl was really easy. All she had to do was put up her fake smile and be polite and that girl was literally eating out of her hand. Peyton would be proud.

"You know what, I'll give you one night to think about it. When you change your mind, you can come to me and I'll help you to become one of us."

The girl only nodded her head sheepishly. She seemed crazy to let this opportunity go! Any girl would be jealous if the Brooke Davis even talked to you. And here she was, thinking about a chance to change into one of them. The popular people.

"I'll think about it." She smiled widely. When Brooke nodded and stood up to walk away, Haley grabbed her arm and asked her one last question. "Why?"

Brooke tried to get out of Haley's grip and she let go immediately as she excused herself. "What do you mean why?"

"Why do you want to help me?"

Brooke, who didn't expect that question, replied a little more bitchy than she planned to "I already said I'm sorry. I just want to make it up to you. I'm sorry if I'm just trying to be nice."

Haley looked shocked by her outburst. "Oh no, that was not the way I meant it. I'm sorry. Ehm.. I'll talk to you later about it ok?"

"That's fine." Her jaw started to hurt because of all the fake smiles she had to put on. Without another word shared she walked away smiling. A real one this time.

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Brooke was trying to find Peyton but she was nowhere in sight. Damn that girl!

When she heard her name she stopped and turned around on her heel. "Lucas! What a pleasure to see you again." She smiled.

He clearly wasn't used to all the flirting. Watching his shoes he looked quite uncomfortable. "Hey uhm.. I read the book you were talking about. It was really good."

She watched him squirm and she enjoyed it very much. "You sound surprised."

He didn't want to be mean to her but he had to admit he was surprised. Who thought Brooke Davis, queen bitch, captain of the cheerleading squad, most popular and sexiest slut in school would actually know a good book? Or read for that matter?

"Sorry, I just- I guess I just figured that you were…"

"A brainless slut? A cheerleader who loves to gossip about everything? A bitch who tries to cause damage to certain people's lives?"

"No! You're not. I guess I was just clearly wrong about you."

She shrugged her shoulders innocently. "I guess most people are."

"And, I heard what you want to do for Haley. That's-That's really kind of you Brooke."

She started to love the compliments. "Ah well, I felt terrible for doing all those things to her and I wanted to make it up to her."

He smiled at her. She was really sweet about this. He knew Brooke did some things to Haley and it was good to hear that she regretted it.

"You know what Brooke? Why don't you and I go get some coffee some time? I mean, only if you are interested of course." He quickly added before looking back to the floor.

Brooke's mind screamed out loud in victory but she stayed cool on the outside. "I think that's a great idea."

"How about tomorrow?"

"How about now stud?" She winked at him as she linked his arm. He smiled down at her. She was definetely something.

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