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Okay, since you guys reviewed so quick I'm updating quicker! Here you go… hope you like it.

"Hey Jake!" Peyton smiled.

Jake returned the smile with a grin and kept walking, Peyton by his side. "Hey Peyton, listen thanks again for last night… I don't know what I would do without you,"

"Die a painful death" she joked.

"Probably. No, seriously it really does mean a lot," he opened the door leading to the Tree Hill High School hallway.

"Yes, you proved that with the one large pizza, two horror movies, and three cans of something that tasted strangely like oil. It's a wonder I could drive home that late… or early in the morning," she laughed.

"Yeah, sorry about that," he spotted his English teacher just up the hallway. "Hey listen Peyt I gotta go, talk soon," and he was gone before Peyton could respond.

Jake ran up to Mr. Tremellen and called out to him. "Hey Mr. T! Wait up," he finally caught up to him.

"Yes Jake?" the teacher frowned at his student. "This wouldn't have anything to do with your English essay worth, oh say, half your grade that you must have forgotten to hand in?"

"More like my baby daughter decided my nice and neat hand written essay would like nicer with her breakfast all over it," he thought, but didn't dare say. "More like forgotten to do," Jake whispered

"I'm sorry Jake, I know what you're going to say but you know the rules as well as everyone else. You didn't do the essay; you have to take the consequences."

"The consequences being…?" Jake questioned.

"You know what they are Jake. No basketball and detention for a week," his teacher shook his head sympathetically. "I'm sorry Jake," and with that he turned to his right and entered the staff room.

"Dammit!" Jake yelled. A random guy passing looked at him as if he was insane and Jake took this as a sign that he need to calm down. He took a deep breath and headed to his locker.

"26, 13, 4" Haley spun the combination lock around with ease. She opened her locker and grabbed out her English folder and novel. Closing her locker and making sure the lock was secure she turned around. Across the hallway was the tutoring centre. The door was open and she could see Nathan sitting at one of the desks, obviously deep in thought. "Wouldn't hurt to see what he's doing," she thought. She walked into the room and took the seat across the table from Nathan. "Hey, you ready for our big tutoring session tonight?" she asked him, with sarcasm.

"Yeah, can't wait. You, me and Brooke all in one room, for longer than 10 seconds. Wonder which one of us will make it out alive," he muttered.

Haley took note that he said "You me and Brooke" but didn't correct him, she knew when he was upset, and now, was definitely one of those times. She couldn't understand why all the Scott men had a fascination with Brooke Davis. She had spent countless hours listening to Nathan and Lucas talk about how perfect she was. It was the only way she knew how to help. So she said what she always said; "Want to talk about it?"

Nathan looked up at her. "Nah, I'm done talking,"

Haley frowned, not liking where this was going. "What do you mean?"

"Well, Brooke won't talk to me, so I'm just going to have to find another way to get her attention,"

The bell rang not giving Haley the time to find out what his plan was. Not speaking they both stood up and left the tutoring centre.

"Lucas!" Peyton ran up to him.

"Hey Peyton. Saw you talking to Jake, what's going on there?" he asked curiously.

"Not sure," she smirked. "Anyway, I was just wondering. About you and Brooke… just… don't hurt her okay. She can't take anymore hurt," her tone softened.

"What do you mean?" Lucas asked. The bell rang loudly throughout the school.

"Just… don't hurt her," and within seconds all Lucas could see was her curly hair bouncing back and forth in a sea of students.

"She can't take anymore hurt," Peyton's words echoed through his head. She sounded serious. He made a mental note to find out what she meant by that.

Brooke sat next her to her science partner Thomas James. Everyone called him TJ. He was the star football player in Tree Hill, but everyone knew football came in a second to Basketball. He was flirting with her shamelessly and normally Brooke would love the attention but today, he was just pissing her off.

"So, Brooke you wanna come over to my house later?" TJ said confidently.

"TJ? The only reason I would come your house tonight was if you weren't there. Now just shut up and dissect the friggen frog," she said with a stone cold expression.

He wasn't used to Brooke being this way so he just did as he was told. Brooke opened her school planner and flipped through it. She stopped on a photo of her, Nathan and Peyton. Nathan was in the middle with his arms wrapped around the girl's shoulders. They where smiling. They where happy. She kept flipping through the pages. She stopped on "School Dance". Three weeks away. "Crap!" she said out loud.

The first period went by really quickly. Brooke walked past Peyton in the hallway as they where going to put their books away. They gave each other a smile.

Lucas smiled at the dumbness of Tim Smith. His teacher had asked them each a question before they could leave History. Tim's question was "What does USA stand for?" and his response was "Uhh… Unknown Sexual Aids,". Lucas shook his head a laughed at the memory. Definitely one to keep. He felt someone shove past him and the force made him drop his books. He turned around to look at whoever the rude person was and found himself face to face with his half-brother.

"Watch where you're going" the dark haired Scott sneered. Lucas just watched him shove past every other person in the hallway.

"Ass," Lucas muttered under his breath. He picked up his books and continued on his way to his locker.

Jake walked past Brooke who was opening her locker and continued to his own. Haley was on the locker beside him. Jagielski and James. He undid his combination lock and smiled at Haley. She smiled back. "Hey Jake, how's it going?" she found a apple in her locker and decided that would do.

"Yeah not bad Hales, just really tired," he shoved his books in his locker and remembered he had forgot to grab something for lunch. Haley noticed and handed him her apple.

He smiled at her and took it. "Wow, déjà vu much?"

"What do you mean?" she asked frowning.

"Second grade. You where crying because Taylor took your apple and left you with a banana. I gave you my apple and we where instant best friends. You wouldn't leave me alone after that remember?" he smiled at the memory.

"Yeah, I do. Wow, it's funny how things change isn't it? Hey listen Jake I know we're not that close anymore… but if you ever need help with anything… just let me know okay?"

"Thanks Hales. I might take you up on that, but right now I've gotta go. Coach wants my ass in his office now, bye,"

Haley smiled. She looked to her left and saw Brooke standing in front of her locker wiping tears away from her eyes. She was never close to Brooke but she hated to see anyone upset. She spotted Lucas to her left and nodded in Brooke's direction. He looked at Brooke and instantly walked over there.

Brooke wrapped her arms around herself and continued to cry.

"Brooke, what's wrong?" Lucas instinctively wrapped his arms around her and hugged her.

"Nothing, I just… really… I'm okay. I've just gotta go," she broke their embrace and wiped another tear away. Not looking at Lucas she walked away.

She walked outside and took a breath of fresh air. She headed to Peyton's car and tried to open the door. It was locked. She took her cell phone out from her pocket and dialed Peyton's cell. It rang three times before she picked up.

"Hello"

Brooke sniffed. "Peyt it's me. I need to talk to you. Can you meet me somewhere?"

"Yeah sure, where are you?" she sensed Brooke was upset.

"At your car,"

"Okay head to the library…I'll be right there okay?"

"K. Thanks," Brooke sniffed again and hung up. She took a deep breath and wiped her eyes again. She leaned down to look in the car side mirror and saw her eyes where red and puffy. She ignored it and headed in the direction of the library.

Peyton closed her flip phone and looked up and the cause of Brooke's emotional outburst.

Nathan Scott stood in front of her waiting to see what was wrong. "What did she say?"

"She's upset, she needs to talk to me. God Nathan what did the letter say?" Peyton shook head and ran a hand through her thick curls.

"The opposite of everything I've been dying to say to her for years. You never heard of play hard to get?"

"Yeah, well I said talk to her, not destroy her," She remembered what she had said to Lucas earlied. "She can't take anymore hurt," "I think I warned the wrong Scott."

Peyton just shook her head once more and walked away.

Nathan sighed, hoping his plan would work . He had no idea he might have just destroyed everything.

Okay, review and I'll let you know what the letter said! He he he I love drama!