Title: Friends with Benefits
Author: Steffie
Category: One Three Hill
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What started as a simple bet between 2 brothers turned into a bigger sexual exploration than either thought possible.
Characters: Lucas, Nathan, Haley, Brooke, Peyton among others
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story.

NOTE: Even though only now Brooke went to Rogue Vogue, I am still using stuff that happened way after that on TV, until around the end of SEASON 3. But, Ellie hasn't died yet.

The Next Day:

"Rise and shine sleepy head!"

Peyton sat up instantly, the loud statement abruptly awakening her out of her peaceful slumber. She quickly looked around, a slight look of anger on her face as she was the culprit whom had disturbed her.

"Lucas, it is 7 a.m., it is NOT a school day and you are not holding on to the threads of life, so you have absolutely NO good reason for waking me up!" she grumbled before falling back down, throwing a pillow over her head to protect her from the sunlight. Lucas chuckled, knowing very well that was the type of response he was going to get. Peyton had never been the early bird. Not that he could really blame her, no teenager in the right mind would actually WANT to get up early in the summer.

"Yes there is a good reason! The more you sleep, the less time you have to admire my glorious, sexy body," Lucas proclaimed. Peyton sat up at the statement and leaned back, resting on her elbows. She looked at Lucas from head to toe, and shrugged. "Nothing special," she stated and lay back down. Lucas laughed, and then jumped next to her on the bed, causing Peyton to slightly groan.

"Ellie coming back today?" Lucas asked. Peyton shook her head as she yawned and stretched her arms, causing her stomach to slightly peak out. Lucas's eyes caught it, and he silently chuckled, remembering the time he was able to "kiss" her stomach. "God, she was so sexy that night," Lucas thought. But he quickly let go of the memory and raised his gaze back to her beautiful face.

"She left me message on my voicemail last night that she will be back in a couple of days. Some of her friends were passing through her town and needed a place to stay for a few days so she told me she'll be out for 2 or 3 days. She'll be back before the weekend though," Peyton tiredly said. Lucas seemed slightly confused at the sight of her. Even though Peyton wasn't exactly a morning person, she still seemed oddly tired. If looks would indicate anything, she didn't look like she had gotten much sleep in the first place.

"And why, young lady, do you look like you haven't slept very much?" Lucas asked in his fake stern voice. Peyton chuckled. Lucas always managed to make her laugh, and today was no exception. "I went to the movies with Nathan last night and we came back here and chatted for a few hours. I didn't hit my bed until around 3," she explained. Lucas nodded, although he felt slightly angry. No, he wasn't angry, but could one say that the blond Scott was actually jealous?

"Shit, he beat me to it," Lucas though to himself. Lucas has planned to be the first one to ask Peyton out, he felt he could easily get the upper hand if he went first, but now he felt that his plan suddenly had a dent in it.

"Which movie did you guys go to see?" he asked, trying to hide his jealousy. "We went to watch Constantine," Peyton replied before getting up and heading to her closet. Lucas sat on the bed, trying his damn hardest not to get upset. But why was he really getting upset? I mean, it was just a "friendly wager right?

RIGHT…………………

"So what are you doing tonight?" he asked. He heard the hangers on the line move and he just assumed she was looking for something to wear. "Probably nothing," she replied a few moments later when she emerged from the closet, clothes and towel hanging over her shoulder. "With Ellie and the girls gone, I don't really go out anymore," she stated. Lucas smiled, absolutely loving the answer he was hoping for.

"Well then, how would you like to join me for dinner tonight? My mom and Keith are going out of town for the next 3 days and the playoffs are on TV and I am really in a cooking mood," he stated. "I'll even dress up like Brooke if you want me to, but mind you, I don't exactly have the cleavage the fill the dress," he added, pushing up his so called "breasts".

Peyton laughed, shaking her head slightly. "First Nathan asks me out, now Lucas. Gee, I must be sexy these days," she teased. "If only you knew," Lucas though to himself. Trying to hide his sneaky look, he sat up, putting his signature cute look on his face. "Well, its either hang out with you, or take up Rachel's offer to go clubbing," he said,

"Oh, so I am just your scapegoat?" she asked. "Yeah, pretty much," Lucas stated. Peyton gasped and threw her shoe at Lucas. He ducked just in time and saw her sticking out his tongue. "That'll teach you," she stated. "So is that a yes?" he asked. Peyton, trying to hide the smile that was threatening to form on her face.

"Sadly, it is," she said. Lucas laughed. For a second he stood there watching as she sorted her clothes. As much as he loved Brooke, he missed the way he and Peyton were when they were "together". Brooke was high class and was always busy primping herself up. Not that Lucas minded, but Brooke was always worried that her make up would smudge or her hair was wrong. Peyton was laid back and always looked casual. Even though she did wear make up, she didn't care if it smudged. Brooke was the model and Peyton was the down to earth. And for a split second he was actually regretting picking the model over the down to earth chick.

"Ok, you better go take a shower, I can smell you all the way over here, and it aint a pretty smell," Lucas joked. "I'll see you later," he stated. "Yeah yeah," Peyton replied before chuckling. She watched him leave and sighed. She enjoyed Lucas's company so much. But lately she felt that it had to take Brooke leaving town for him to have enough time to even say hello to her.

"Oh the joys of being everyone's best friend," she thought to herself before heading to the shower.