Sorry. I guess I got a little carried away with the Brooke/Lucas. There will be more Petyon/Brooke drama and some more of mean girls.

Chapter 3: Lying Is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off

I walked into school this morning with one goal. Befriend Peyton Sawyer. I know it sounds totally crazy but my plan is just stupid. Stealing Lucas from her would definitely help, but it would not bring her down. In fact, she's such a good liar she'll probably make everyone believe she left him and once again would be on top of the social pyramid. So, I have to do something bigger and the only way I can think of something is to get closer to Peyton. I have to keep my friends close but my enemies closer. I spotted her from a couple feet away. She was pretty hard to miss. Not only was she in a skirt that didn't cover much of anything, she had her usual followers flocked around her. I made my over to her, more nervous with each step that I took.

"Hey, Peyton can I talk to you for a minute?" I hoped I sounded confident and that my voice wasn't shaking. Bevin and Anna just glared at me.

Peyton looked apprehensive but I could tell she was curious about what the hell I would want.

"Look" I started and paused. I really should have planned what I was going to say. "I know we got off to a rough start, but I really get the feeling we could be friends. And I really don't want to keep this up. So, truce?" IF I was pulling this off I should get an Oscar or something.

She seemed to consider it for a minute and turned around and mouthed something to the other to. She finally turned back to me and said, "Come sit with us at lunch. Luv ya! Bye!" And she was off. Peyton was definitely an enigma. One minute she hates me and now she loves me. Maybe she found out I am working with Lucas and wanted to do the same thing I was. Keeping the enemy close. I brought my lunch and headed for the Plastics lunch table. Peyton smiled and motioned for me to sit down. I put my stuff down and looked at the others. Why weren't they eating?

"Do you guys want anything?" I asked pointing to my bag full of things my mom had packed for me. I know, I am a dork.

"I can't I'm on an all-carb diet." Peyton snapped at me. But I could tell she was eyeing my cupcake. I decided to have a little fun with this.

"I'm sure one cupcake won't hurt you," I urged her on and I could tell she was close to cracking.

She quickly snatched it from the table and devoured it.

"Actually my mom has been baking non-stop since she got here. I could bring some for everyone tomorrow." I smirked. Oh I was going to bring the goods but it wasn't going to be for Peyton to eat.

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I knew what I wanted to do but I needed help. I would have to do it tonight. I quickly dialed Nathan's number.

"Hey, Nathan I need your help."

"Sure, Brooke what's up?"

"Can you meet me at school? And do have a toolbox or something?"

"Yea…" He had no idea what she was thinking.

"Good. Bring it. I'll meet you there in fifteen minutes."

When I got to school Nathan was already waiting for me.

"Why did we need my toolbox Brooke,"

"Okay I am bringing my moms snacks tomorrow to lunch. I have to get there early and sit on the opposite side of her. We all know the Plastics sit at the same table everyday. So, you loosen the table so that if she puts something down on the table all the stuff will fall all over her." I finished grinning broadly. I can be totally smart when I want to be.

Nathan laughed. "I can't wait to see this," he still chuckling. Brooke definitely had a lot of spunk.

I couldn't wait for lunch to come. Finally Peyton Sawyer would get to see how the rest of us feel and actually be embarrassed. I got to lunch extremely early and set up everything so it would fall perfectly. She walked in and just before sitting down, ran over to go kiss Lucas. I didn't think this far ahead what if she wasn't the one who sat down first?

"Ahhhh," Bevin screamed as she sat down and was covered with a mess of desserts. Peyton turned around and starting cracking up. Instead of comforting her friend, she was the first to make fun of her. So this scheme failed but it did make me hate her even more than I thought possible. I would break down Peyton Sawyer, but it was going to be a lot harder than I expected.

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