2nd UD of today! This is THE CHAPTER!
The Mixed Tape is the title of this chapter. It's a song by Jack's Mannequin. Not really based on the song. A lot will happen in this chapter!
I don't own anything!
Previously on LRP1:
"Why did I yell at him?" sob sob. "I love him" more sobs.
"Bevin," Brooke tried to comfort her. "It's okay, you can talk about tomorrow. Or you could call him now."
"No!" Bevin wiped her tears. "I'll just talk to him..." More tears. "TooommmoooorrrrOHHH" She covered her face with her pillow.
Whitey's voice blasted through the hallways of Tree Hill High.
"This is a message to the Cheerleaders and the Basketball Team. Practice today is CANCELLED! We still have Practice tomorrow so BE ON TIME!"
"Hey Mouth!" Rachel said running to catch up to him.
"What is your problem?" He replied angrily.
"I just want you to talk to me Mouth" She started. "I'm..."
"Just stop Rachel!" Mouth's words were loud and harsh. "Don't you see I HATE you!" He turned and walked away.
Brooke walked to her locker the next morning at school.
"Hey" Jake said as she opened her locker.
"Hey"
"So, yesterday was pretty weird hun?" He thought about Bevin and Skillz fighting but also, Brooke hadn't been the same since they had gone to pick up Jenny.
"Yeah" She said. She couldn't shake away thoughts of Jake loving Peyton, not her.
"Brooke, are you okay? Because since we picked up Jenny yesterday you haven't been very chatty and..."
"Hey guys" Peyton said sheepishly. Brooke turned to see Peyton. She looked at Jake and closed her locker.
"I'll leave you two, you probably have a lot to chat about." Brooke said and then walked away.
Jake and Peyton watched her as she left.
"What was that about?" Peyton asked.
"I have no idea" Jake answered. "I have to go to class, see you later Peyt." He left Peyton by Brooke's locker confused.
Brooke made her way into an empty stairway at school. She rested her head against the wall. She heard crying from the stairs. It was Rachel.
"Rachel?" Brooke looked at her surprised. She had never seen Rachel cry. Rachel wiped away her tears.
"Please don't tell anyone." More tears started flowing from Rachel's eyes, there were to many for her to wipe away. Brooke sat next to her.
"I won't."
Jake was on his way to Spanish when Whitey appeared. "Hey there Jake!"
"Hey Coach! Thanks for helping me get back in school."
"No problem. I wanted to have a meeting with you and the principal after school today. Talk about getting you on the team again."
Jake nodded. "Sure"
"I'll see you in my office after school then"
"Okay" Jake walked to class. He remembered Brooke was supposed to come over after school.
Jake sat in Spanish waiting for Brooke to show up. She didn't.
"Hey Bevin" Skillz sat down next to her in class.
"Oh Skillz!" She hugged him. "I'm so sorry for yesterday!"
Skillz wasn't sure what to do. "It's okay Baby."
"It's just that, well, I don't know. No one takes me seriously! They just think I'm dumb. And you didn't even trust me to tell Brooke about Jake..."
"Look Bev, I'm sorry about that but I just didn't want him to know I told you. I promised I wouldn't shorty."
"I know." Bevin hugged him again. "Let's not fight again okay?" Skillz nodded.
"What's up Jake? Where is Brooke?" Mouth said walking up to him after class.
"You tell me." Jake said sadly.
"Trouble in paradise?"
"More like no paradise at all." Jake opened his locker to get out a book. "She's all strange, she won't talk to me."
"So you have no clue what happened?"
"Nope. I took her to pick up Jenny and then, I don't know." Jake frowned. "Do you think it's because I have a kid?"
"I don't think so, I mean, I don't know. Brooke's not very maternal and all. Her and her mom never really got along but I don't think its Jenny. She likes Jenny." Mouth said. He wasn't sure why Brooke wasn't talking to Jake.
"Then it's me." Jake said.
"Hey Honey" Haley said walking to Nathan. "How was class?"
"Ok. Yours?" He asked.
"Pretty good." She answered.
Nathan hugged her. "I love you Haley."
"I love you too" Haley said. "Let's stay like this forever."
"Hey Brooke!" Mouth said in the hallway after class.
"Hey Mouth."
"So, Why are you avoiding Jake?" Mouth asked bluntly.
"Did he tell you I was avoiding him?" She asked.
"Well? Are you?"
Brooke looked down defeated. "Yeah, kind of."
"Why?"
"Because he still loves Peyton."
"What?" Mouth asked shocked. Brooke looked at him. "He doesn't love Peyton."
"Then why does he have a picture of her in his car?" She asked raising her eyebrows.
Mouth shook his head. "Why don't you just ask him about it?"
"I'll make you a deal. I'll talk to Jake if you talk to Rachel." Brooke replied. Mouth's jaw dropped.
"What? You don't even like Rachel! You're not serious! I can't talk to her."
"Okay, then I'm not talking to Jake."
"Brooke! That's not fair"
"Life is not fair. We both know that." Brooke said.
Mouth looked at her. "Fine. I'll talk to Rachel."
"Thanks Mouth." Brooke said walking away.
"This means you have to talk to Jake about this Peyton thing!" He yelled after her.
"I will." She said, talking a deep breath.
"Hey Haley!" Peyton said.
"Hey Peyt"
"You heard about practice right?"
"Yeah, cancelled?"
"Weird."
"Yeah."
Brooke saw Jake walking in the hallway. Now or never, she thought.
"Hey Jake" She said. Her heart started beating faster and faster.
Jake looked at her. "Hey." He wasn't sure what to say. "You skipped Spanish"
"Yeah, I umm, I was with a friend." She thought back to when she had to be in Spanish. She had been with Rachel in the stairway.
Jake opened his locker. Brooke didn't know what to say to him. She promised she wouldn't tell anyone Rachel was crying.
"So, are we still meeting at your house after school?" Brooke said biting her lip.
"Yeah, sure, I've got this meeting with Whitey so, I'll met you at my place at around 3:30?"
"Yeah, I'll be there. See ya Jake."
"Bye."
That talk didn't go as well as she hoped.
Jake closed his locker and pressed his head against it. He really did like her but he didn't know if that would be enough.
The rest of the day went by quickly. The last bell rang and Jake made his way to Whitey's office. The principle was already there.
"Hello Jake. Take a seat." He did. He was nervous. He really wanted to be back on the team.
"Well, Coach Durham tells me you want to be back on the team."
"Yes sir."
"I don't see a problem with it as long as you get some good grades. It's going to be a bit difficult, you have to get all your classes in and pass everything in order to graduate with your friends. You missed a lot of school." The principle told him. Jake nodded.
The meeting went on a little longer. After it was over, Whitey asked Jake to stay a bit. "Well, Jagielski, you're back on the team. We have practice tomorrow! Don't you forget!"
"I'll be there coach." He left the office and got into his car. 3:45, Brooke was probably already at his house waiting.
The drive home was quick. He walked into his house and heard laughing in the kitchen.
"Mom?"
"Hun? Oh! Jake! In the Kitchen!" She said.
Jake walked into the kitchen and saw his mother talking to Brooke who had Jenny on her lap. He looked at Brooke. No one ever managed to impress his mother, but Brooke obviously had.
"This girl is so funny!" His mother said. "Well, I'll let you two work on your assignment. I'll take Jenny so you two can study."
Mrs. Jagielski took baby Jenny from Brooke. She passed Jake on her way out to the living room. She gave him a thumbs up. Jake looked at Brooke.
"How did you do that?"
"What?" Brooke asked smiling.
"She likes you" Jake said astonished.
"Oh, Yeah, I know." Brooke smiled. "It's a gift"
Jake shook his head. This could work, maybe, if they tried. He took a seat next to Brooke and grabbed his Spanish book.
"Okay, where do we start?" He asked.
"Do you still like Peyton?" Brooke asked.
"What?" Jake looked at her confused. "Peyton? No."
"You have a picture of her in your car." Brooke said.
Jake remembered the picture of Peyton and Jenny had taken when he went to find Nicki. "Oh, is that what this is about?" He looked at Brooke and she didn't say anything. "That was a long time ago. I took it when I left. It doesn't mean anything." He looked at Brooke but his words didn't seem to be enough. She lowered her head.
"You don't have to explain anything to me. Let's just..." She started.
"I want to." He interrupted. She met his eyes with her own. "Really Brooke, it doesn't mean anything." There was a silence throughout the house. Jake leaned in and kissed Brooke. She kissed back. Their lips were like magnets, drawn to each other by some weird force. The kiss lasted almost a minute. Brooke broke away.
"Did that mean something?" She asked.
"Yeah" He replied. He smiled and then kissed her again.
Haley arrived home to get a call from the one and only Chris Keller.
"Hey Haley."
"Chris?" She whispered. Nathan was in the other room.
"Yep! Just calling to give you a heads up. My manager said that the record company is interested in you Haley James. They want you to go one tour and make an album!"
"What?"
"Tour and Album! This is great Haley!"
"I, No, Chris, this is my life, Nathan, Tree Hill. I belong here."
"You belong making music."
"No, and don't call me ever again." She hung up on him.
"Who was that babe?" Nathan appeared in the doorway.
"Wrong number."
Mouth made his way to Rachel's house. He knocked at the door. Rachel answered.
"Mouth?"
"You wanted to talk, I'm here."
Rachel looked at him. "Why?"
"Brooke asked me."
"Did she tell you?"
"No, whatever it is you told her to get her to get me her, she didn't tell me. Now say whatever it is you want Rachel"
"What I want?" She looked at him. "I want you! I'm so sorry about what I did. I never meant for this all to happen." She started crying. "The worst part about this is that you hate me. If you want me to tell everyone I did it I will. I understand that you can't forgive me Mouth. I really do. I can't even forgive myself for hurting you. I get it." Mouth watched her as she cried. He hated seeing her like that.
"Please don't cry Rach." He said putting an arm around her.
Naley Fan's don't worry. Chris will not get between Haley and Nathan, they are married and I wouldn't split them up. It's just that there is a serious lack of Naley plot in this fic.
