A/n: I've updated. Yey. All thanks to my friend Paola who persuaded me to.
Previously on Déjà vu (One Tree Hill)
Her mouth dropped open after seeing Lucas Scott, the boy who had promised her security from hurt, on top of Peyton Sawyer, the best friend she trusted so much, topless. She was left dumbfounded as she saw them kissing madly. Her eyes were suddenly filled with tears. She was very very very hurt. She finally got the courage to speak up, making a loud thump on the door so she was easily seen. The two ceased as they saw Brooke staring at them, eyes streaming with tears. "So much for promises Lucas" she said melancholically then left, storming out hastily. "Brooke?" Lucas cried, standing up to follow her. Fortunately, for him he was able to catch up. "Brooke!" he said, tugging her arm
"I thought you oughtta know that Brooke's leaving tomorrow"
"Where's she going?"
"She's going back to Cali. If you really want her, you better do something Lucas"
"The only mistake I've done was love you, Luc"
"She's Brooke Davis turned into Shandy Scott! Hollywood Luc! She's a movie star!"
He was left speechless. Shandy Scott is Brooke Davis. Her eyes, her lips. She is Brooke.
"A movie star who has your surname"
"I know you" he said, pointing his finger at her as if accusing her of something "The Devil right?"
She almost chocked. The Devil? "Excuse me?"
"So, I'll see you later?" he asked, bringing back the topic they had left unfinished a while ago
"Yeah, of course"
"What time should I pick you up?"
"Here's my address" she said still smiling, handing the piece of paper to him "I might be done with the shoot at around 5. So, if you give me time to prepare, 6:30's fine"
"6:30 it is" he nodded
"Why don't we have dinner, since I owe you 10 bucks right?"
"As much as I love to get the 10 bucks you owe me for complimenting you, I can't" lips wry, again.
"Why? The offer's pretty good if ask me. Better than 10 bucks"
"Well, it is good BUT someone asked me out a while ago"
"Oh, by that, you mean at the show?"
"Yeah" she nodded at the same time
"Really?"
"Uhu, you do know Fall Out Boy right?"
"Yeah, the rock band?"
"Ya. Pete, from Fall Out Boy asked me out" she faced the mirror and viewed her reflection "He said he met me in Tree Hill once in a concert and oddly, he remembered me!"
"Small World. Past's coming back to you?"
"Yeah. Very"
"Why are you going out with him then?"
"He seems like a nice guy. Plus, I think I should really move on and start seeing people, you know end the singleness-shinding"
"And it took Pete for you to realize that?" Eyebrow up
"Maybe, maybe not. I haven't dated in a while and I actually miss it"
"And that's why you're going?"
"Well, yeah, plus, as I've said, he's a nice guy"
"Improving! Last time I checked you'd totally kill yourself before you date someone"
"Well, last time I checked, it's a free country; so, I can date whenever I want to" teasing
Chapter 4: The Paramount Hotel
Lucas had just descended from the airplane and now, he was waiting for his luggage to arrive. Last time he's been to the airport was when he picked up his mom and met Brooke fortuitously, eventually embarrassing her for assuming things. Although, he didn't really intend that to happen. "You cannot ambush me at the airport with flowers and a nicely tanned end of summer body…" he remembered. He knew he had hurt Brooke for more than a dozen times and she doesn't deserve him for that reason. She deserves someone who will love her purely. Someone who will never make a tear fall from her face. Someone who will make her happy, not only momentarily-like what he did, but forever. But, he doubts that someone will ever love Brooke the way he had loved her. Ever since he realized his feelings for her were special, there was never a moment when he didn't think of her. There was never an incident where he wished she wasn't with him. There was never a time when his lips craved for hers. And there was never an instance she left his heart. Not before, not now, not forever. He still is convinced that she's the one. She was his one and only one. Despite the number of girls who will polish his shoe, play servant for a day just so he would go out with them, he rejected them, certain that Brooke will come back. But she never did.
He saw a black bag reassembling that of his and assumed it was his luggage so he took it. However, when he closely examined the bag, he found out that it wasn't apart of the belongings he had so he returned it to the circling luggage counter. After a while, he noticed that people started to decrease in number. They were already checking out of the airport, after retrieving their luggage. He was there standing, still waiting but his luggage never came out. The only bag left in the circling machine was the black bag which looked exactly like his.
Out in the open California, there was this gay man who's obviously in a rush. He had just been to the airport and now, he was riding a limousine, on his way to a place where he supervises. He had a black bag with him.
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Wearing a pink asymmetrical top and a white skirt, Brooke was ready. She wore her hair up in a lose bun with some strayed hair hanging from her face. She looked beautiful as she exited her room. After a minute, the doorbell echoed across Brooke Davis' condo unit at exactly 6:30 pm. She assumed it was Pete and she was right. At her doorstep wearing a black polo shirt, a white tie and a lil' denim at the bottom, there stood Pete with a grin on his face.
"Hey there Mr. Punctual." Brooke greeted "And you bought flowers too!" she continued after seeing what he had in hand.
He smiled, handing the flowers.
"You're good at this" Brooke said playfully
"Good at what?"
"Duh! 6:30 sharp. Flowers"
He smiled once again. "You're special and you need special attention" sappy.
"Uh! I am not a special child!" she joked
He chuckled, "So, let's go?"
"Where are we going then Petey?"
"Ever been to The Paramount Hotel?"
"I've heard the name but I haven't exactly been there"
"It's a new place but the food and service are awesome"
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"I just lost my bag" Lucas complained "I was waiting for it but it never appeared"
"Flight number please?"
"Uhm, Flight number P6338"
"Hold on" she said and typed up something on her computer "Tree Hill airport?"
"Yes"
"Name please"
"Lucas Scott" and then, typed something up
"Mr. Scott, I requested a summary of luggage left in your airport, they reported only one but it's not of your name"
"Are you implying it's lost?"
"Is there money on the bag Mr. Scott?"
"Yes of course there is. My clothes, my money, my everything's in there. I need my luggage miss"
"Not to worry. Please have a seat for a moment" she said, gesturing to the couch.
And so he did. He heard her say 'CA P6338 Scott Lucas' on her ear and mouth piece.
After a while, "Mr. Scott" she called out
"Uhm. On behalf of the airport crew, I am apologizing. There was a mix up and your luggage Mr. Scott was probably mislead to be Mr. Hanes' luggage"
"Yeah, I know, the black bag left there had a name Andrew Hanes. It looked exactly like my bag. But, my money's with that guy. How can I leave this airport? I don't even have family here. I was just here on visit"
"Uhm, hold on" and she typed up something. "May I see your passport Mr. Scott?"
And he gave it.
"Mr. Scott, until we find your belongings, we will personally accommodate you into the Paramount Hotel, all expenses paid, even transportation"
"How many days till I get it back?"
"A maximum of two or three days Mr. Scott" she paused "We are truly apologizing for the inconvenience"
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The Paramount Hotel is the newest hotel in California. It is both elegant and eclectic. It is situated along the beach, making it one of the plenty beach resorts in California but, it is the only hotel beach resort comparable to that of the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel in New York. There is a teenage organization residing there at that moment which is why the hotel manager invited Fall Out Boy to perform there. The performance is the reason why Pete brought Shandy/Brooke there. He wanted to impress her and probably play a song for her as well.
"I can not wait to hear you guys perform again"
"Oh, you'll be surprised"
"Surprised?" she said, an eyebrow up "Don't tell me you'll sing for me"
"Maybe, maybe not"
"You are such a sappy rock boy"
"Sappy rock boy?" he snorted
"Yeah!" she said "Cause I thought rock boy's were strong, you know like…" she ceased. Tommy Lee. Lucas.
"Like?"
"Tommy Lee" the tone shifted from previous (jovial) to a serious one.
He laughed out loud, "You're really funny"
She smiled.
"Well, that's life rock boy. I gotta be funny sometimes cause misery might eat me up"
He laughed once again.
"What's funny with what I said?" smiling yet confused
"Rock boy"
"You don't like it? But it suits you well! You're a rock boy"
"Alright rock boy it is then"
"Plus, its pay back for calling me devil girl."
He laughed again "Ooooohhh retaliating…"
"Uh! Of course!" she paused "You called me devil girl, I'll call you rock boy"
"Alright devil girl, square it off" he smiled.
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Lucas Scott was now in his hotel room, 116. It was huge, the room. It had big clear windows with large white curtains making the floor-ceiling view larger. Besides that, it had an elegant touch to it because of the all white-theme. The bed was placed in the corner with a bedside cabinet, to gain perfect sight of the city view so as the plasma TV that hung across the large window. He lay in bed musing what a jinx this day was. Who was Andrew Hanes? Why had he mistaken his luggage as his? Where was his luggage now?
A thirty two year old, Andrew Hanes was very much irritated. The bag he had in hand a while ago wasn't of his ownership. Why? Physically based from the tag which dangled through the handles, it just wasn't his. He was very pissed off, after realizing he took the wrong bag. Being in haste sure makes everything worse.
"Tatianna! Call the airport. Tell them I got the wrong bag" he demanded from his secretary. He searched for the owner of the bag through the tag "Tell them I accidentally took the bag of a Lucas Scott" I just hope that Lucas Scott didn't take my things. Shit, there are a whole damn lot of important things in there.
Being an inquisitive and curious person that he was, he searched the bag for more information. He wanted to know whether the person who could've had his bag is capable of stealing it. There were clothes, more clothes, even more clothes, a box, another box and another box, only it was bigger the rest. What kind of person packs boxes? So antediluvian. He opened one box only to find pictures. Pictures of the very famous Shandy Scott. Stalkeratzie. He flipped through each photo and found several photo's of her with people who he wasn't familiar of. Plus there was this one guy who kept appearing in each photo. Probably Lucas or someone else. And then, the last picture made him question a lot of things. It was a picture of Shandy Scott kissing this recurrently appearing boy he assumed was Lucas. And then, it dawned onto him, Lucas Scott, Shandy Scott. Scott. Was Shandy really single? Or was she hiding the truth about her marriage with a Lucas Scott? This excited him and caused him to open up the other box. Medicine. Boring. So he went for the next box. Unfortunately, it was locked. Damn.. "Tatianna! Tell the staff we're gonna have an emergency meeting" He looked at the picture where Shandy kissed an anonymous boy or perhaps a Lucas Scott. "We have fresh gossip here and it's gonna be fresh of the grill, a field day for us". How he loved his job.
After falling asleep for almost an hour and a half, Lucas decided to get some food downstairs. But, he changed his clothes first. However, the clothes he had weren't exactly the type of clothes he'd wear. The airport's all expenses paid accommodation gave him newly bought clothes however, they were a bit formal and corporal.
After about an hour and a half of talking to each other, Pete had to leave Brooke/Shandy for their performance.
Lucas was now at the lobby.
Brooke was at the lobby, standing up, waiting for Fall Out Boy's performance.
Lucas walked towards Shaq's Grill and Bar restaurant found within the hotel
Brooke glanced sideways just to see Shaq's Grill and Bar restaurant.
Lucas suddenly heard music. Fall Out Boy's music. Brooke. He remembered. She was dressed as the devil. He made her feel unwanted. Damn me. He cussed.
Brooked clapped her hands and swayed with the beat. Lucas. She remembered. Shit, get him of your head. You're paying a lot just to forget him. Get him out of your head!
Lucas neared the place where Fall Out Boy performed
Brooked glanced at the opposite direction and to her utmost surprise, saw something, someone. Perplexed and shocked, she ceased. Dumbfounded, there she saw the person she just thought of a while ago. Lucas Scott. Goosebumps covered her whole body. Thoughts of Lucas and Peyton sank in again. She turned towards the other side confused and uncertain as she thought, Was that really Lucas? Or am I just hallucinating? But he doest dress like that. That's not Lucas. No, it's Lucas. No, it's not Lucas, I'm just hallucinating. Why in the world would Lucas go to California? Shit, I'm hallucinating! Gotta call my shrink! Gotta call my shrink!
She picked up her phone, and dialed her shrink's number.
Lucas entered the restaurant
"I'm hallucinating!" she said, almost in tears "I'm getting worse and worse each day. Why can't I forget him? Why?"
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After the performance, Brooke was nowhere in sight. Where could she be? Pete thought. And then, she returned, eyes red from crying.
"Hey, hey, what happened? Where've you been?" Pete asked, very much concerned
"I.. I I can't take this"
"What? Are you alright?"
"I can't do this"
"What d'you mean you can't do this?"
"You're gonna leave me sometime for another girl, won't you?"
"What! Don't be silly! That's the last thing I'll do Brooke!" he paused, "I really like you"
"That's what you all say"
"What we all say?"
"Yeah! Boys! That's what guys say all the time"
"Hey, hey, let's talk this through. I.. I won't Brooke. I want you to know that I really really really like you"
She stopped, heart melting.
"From the first time I met you at TRIC, you already caught my attention" he paused "What ever made you think I'd cheat on you"
"I.. I.. It's a long story"
"I'm willing to listen"
And they walked towards the beach where Brooke explained her past with Lucas. The breeze which blew through them seemed familiar to Brooke; it was like the same breeze which blew through her and Lucas in Tree Hill. The sound, the water, everything.
"I.. I just.. It's hard. He was the first person I've ever loved but he was also the first person who's hurt me so badly"
"Brooke, I wanna be the guy who helps you move on" he said caringly, sounding much like Lucas when he professed he was the guy for Brooke.
She stopped, at a loss for words. "I'm the guy for you Brooke Davis." She remembered and then, it struck her again. Her pathological self struck her again.
"Sorry Pete, I can't do this, I really can't. I thought I could but I was wrong. You can never help me move on when I remember Lucas so much in you"
a/n: does it suck? I think it does. Tell me through reviewing.