Mr. Roberts dismissed the class and Peyton quickly grabbed her book and bag and walked out of the classroom.
Nathan turned to Lucas, "Eh. Luke. You have plans tonight?"
Lucas nodded, "Um. Yeah. I'm taking Peyton out tonight."
Nathan's body visibly tensed but then he revealed a smug smile, "Oh. Well, we're all getting together tonight at Tony's. You should come by if you get a chance. Or, you could always just bring her there."
Lucas gave him a nod, "Yeah, man. I'll think about it."
And, they both walked out of the classroom.
…
Nathan stood in his room, getting ready, and Tim sat on the floor, holding a Playstation controller.
"Hold up. So, what's the plan for tonight?" Tim asked, his eyes glued on to the TV.
Nathan grabbed his gel off of his dresser, "We'll meet everyone at Tony's, and then head back here. My parents are out for the weekend."
"Again?" Tim asked.
Nathan
grabbed the navy blue button down shirt that was laying on his bed,
"I guess. I don't know."
…
Peyton walked around her room, in only her jeans and a black pair, searching for a top to wear.
"This one!" Haley exclaimed, walking out of her closet with a dark green, v-neck sweater.
Peyton smiled as she grabbed it, "Oh lord. Miss. Haley James, Tree Hill's next fashionista. Brooke Davis better watch out."
"Watch out for what?" a cheerful voiced asked.
Peyton and Haley looked up and saw Brooke leaning against the doorframe, grinning at them.
"Can you stop staring now? If anything, I should be the one in shock. P. Sawyer, here you are, practically naked. With Tutorgirl," Brooke added with a laugh, as she hopped over to the bed.
Peyton gave her a weak smile; she had been avoiding her ever since she had found the picture of Brooke and Lucas in Brooke's purse.
"What?" Brooke asked, pushing a piece of hair behind her ear.
Peyton shook her head, "Nothing."
Brooke sighed, "So, are you coming out with everyone tonight?"
Peyton shrugged, "…No. Probably not."
Brooke sighed, "Ugh. Peyton, why not? I could totally use some company, and I expected for you to come anyway."
Haley smiled, "Well, Peyton's got a date."
Peyton turned her head towards Haley and glared at her, Haley bit her lip.
Brooke sighed, "Okay, guys. Girls. Lesbians. Whatever you are. What's going on?"
Peyton played with the green sweater she had in her hands, "Um. I'm going on a date tonight."
Brooke smiled, "Pey, that's great. Anyone I know? Well, first of all…Is he hot? I mean… really hot. Like Nate. Or, even Lucas. Well, maybe not Lucas, be-"
Peyton sighed, "I'm going on a date with Lucas."
Brooke's jaw dropped, very slightly, "Oh. Wow. That's really great, Peyton."
Peyton sighed, "Brooke, if you're not cool with this, then I won't go. I wouldn't do that to you again."
Brooke shook her head slightly, "Looks like you already did."
Peyton's eyebrows raised slightly, "What?"
Brooke shrugged and smiled, "Nothing. Listen, I have to go. Get ready. I'll see you later though. Bye TG."
Haley smiled meekly and gave her a small smile, Peyton watched Brooke leave, and turned towards Haley with a worried expression on her face.
…
Peyton smiled at Lucas as she stepped in to his truck, he was wearing a light blue t-shirt, and a pair of jeans, his hair was longer, which was the way Peyton preferred it.
Peyton smiled at him, "So, are you going to tell me where we're going?"
Lucas turned to her and smiled, and then began to focus on the road again, "Well, it's not anything fancy. But, you'll like it. You've probably been there before."
Peyton nodded, content with his answer.
The car ride was short, but nice. They listened to some music, and talked. Just like they used to, during the whole "Love Triangle from Hell."
Lucas pulled in to the parking lot of Tony's and they both stepped out of his truck, Lucas smiled at Peyton when he grabbed her hand, and she looked up at him, with a small smile.
Lucas opened the door to the restaurant, and Peyton was shocked to see how many of her friends were there.
"…Wow," Peyton murmured softly.
She was confused about the feelings she was having about the Scott brothers. Nathan had been confusing her the most, mainly because Haley was her friend now, and she didn't want to skrew up another relationship. But, she had to admit that she was still incredibly attracted to him, and something about him was different. And, now there was Lucas. Understanding, broody Lucas, who was pretty much Peyton in pants, except, not as moody, and definitely not artistic. And, there was Brooke. Peyton was hoping that tonight would be a night in which she could decide which boy she wanted to be with. Or, if she wanted to be with either of them at all.
Lucas looked over at her slightly worried, "Are you okay with thi-"
"Lucas!" Nathan yelled as he spotted him walking through the door.
Lucas looked over at Nathan and grabbed Peyton's hand, walking towards the large table of people. He knew most of them, and some he had seen around but didn't know their names.
"Peyton!" Bevin called, motioning towards an empty seat next to her.
Nathan watched as Peyton smiled at her friends, and couldn't help but notice how hot she looked. Her jeans clung to her body, almost as if they had been painted on, and her sweater hugged her body in just the right places, with a very low cut neckline, that revealed a lot of her cleavage. Her hair was down, and she was wearing diamond studs, her mothers, with a matching pendant.
Nathan smirked to himself, as Peyton pulled her hand away from Lucas' and walked towards the empty seat, in between his and Bevin's.
Lucas sighed, the only seat available was in between Brooke and Haley's. His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he caught Haley's eye.
Lucas smiled at Haley as he took his seat, "What're you doing here?"
Haley shrugged, "Brooke invited me. Last resort."
"Not true!" Brooke piped in.
Haley smiled, "No, Brooke. You were my last resort."
Brooke gasped before laughing, and throwing her napkin at Haley, yet instead it landed on Lucas' lap.
Brooke placed her hand on his thigh, and Lucas looked at her slightly confused. And, Haley's eyebrows rose, and she immediately looked away.
"Sorry," Brooke said softly, with a smile, as she grabbed the napkin, her hand brushing against the zipper of his jeans.
…
"So, you're here with Lucas?" Nathan asked Peyton softly, as he reached for his soda.
Peyton rolled her eyes subtly, "Not anymore."
Nathan turned to her and smiled, "Can't be that bad. You're here with me too, right?"
Peyton rolled her eyes, "Did you plan this or something?"
"What? Get Lucas to bring you here, so I could take you back home with me. Yeah, I don't think so," Nathan said, rolling his eyes as well.
Peyton smirked, "I wouldn't come home with you."
Nathan smiled, "Wanna' see about that?"
Peyton rolled her eyes and turned to Bevin with a smile on her face.
…
Lucas looked over at Peyton who was having a long conversation with Bevin.
Brooke grinned at him, "You know, Broody? You and I are quite alike."
Lucas raised his eyebrows, "Really?"
Brooke grinned, "Oh yeah. I'm hungry. And, well you're a boy…You're always hungry."
Lucas laughed at her, his eyes mesmerized by her sparkling, green eyes.
Brooke smirked, "And, you want me. And, I am in the mood for a good fu-"
"Lucas! What're you going to get, man?" Nathan asked.
Lucas looked towards Nathan, and saw him talking to a curvy brunette, who seemed to be their waitress.
"If you guys are just getting pies I'll just share, I guess," Lucas said.
Nathan rolled his eyes, "I guess we have to order one more large pie. Just for Lucas."
Lucas sighed, and was shocked when he felt someone grab his hand under the table.
Brooke smiled at him, "He's not going to be like this forever."
Lucas looked at her slightly surprised.
Brooke shrugged, "He'll get over it. I mean, I forgave you, didn't I?"
Lucas nodded, puzzled, with a confused smile on his face, and Brooke grinned as she grabbed her soda.
…
"Lucas looks like he's pretty cozy over there with Brooke," Nathan pointed out.
Peyton looked over and rolled her eyes, "Okay. So, you want Brooke now, too? I always doubted you were a player, Nate. But, as always, you like to prove me wrong."
Nathan shook his head and laughed, "You're pretty difficult, Sawyer."
Peyton sighed and smiled, "…It's what I do best."
Nathan grinned, "Well, you give a pretty damn good blowjo-"
"Shut up!" Peyton hissed angrily, throwing him a nasty glare.
Nathan smiled and shook his head, "You know you love it."
