The next day when everybody was supposed to be in school, I went out and got myself the paint, curtains and other small things I needed. Covering my walls in bright pink and white felt so much more happy and colourful. My curtains and mattresses were switched to match the room as well. I had unpacked my clothes which were mostly dresses and skirts now and I felt happy to have done it. The pre-ordered things had arrived and I was pretty happy with the outcome. My room looked lively and inviting. The New Brooke Davis had begun constructing herself.

The next morning came sooner than I wanted. I really didn't want to go to school, especially Tree Hill High! It was a small and boring town, so everybody tried to interfere in each others' lives. And with me, I just wanted to stay out of the drama. But something told me that that wasn't going to happen.

Picking out a white dress, I put it on after my heavenly shower and finished the ensemble with red accessories. My hair was pinned to the side and it would definitely be hard at first for people to realise that I was the same Brooke Davis who studied with them a year ago.

Hopping into my old car, I rode up and parked in my usual spot.

"Come on, just act natural and avoid people." I said to myself before walking towards the school entrance.

I fell victim to many head-turns and stares while going to collect my schedule from the office. What was with those people!

"Hi, I'm Brooke Davis, I've come to collect my schedule." I smiled at the lady sitting on the front desk.

"We were expecting you yesterday. Why didn't you come to school?" She asked me sternly.

"Flight issues." I simply smiled before taking the schedule from hand. I quickly went to the locker number written on top of the schedule and dumped all my things in except my English ones.

At least I knew my way around these halls and could reach all my classes.

As soon as I entered the class, everything went cold. My throat ran dry and I just wanted to run away. Far, far away. However, my legs were paralysed.

"Hey, move it!" A guy pushed me from the back as he tried to enter the classroom.

"What?" I asked him completely confused. My mind was racing at 150 miles per hour and I was honestly panicking.

He just rolled his eyes as his strong body pushed me and entered the classroom. I was still standing there unable to move.

"Brooke! Is that you?" He spoke as his eyes rested on my. The basketball he was fiddling with fell to the floor.

"Hey Hot Shot!" I greeted. As I plastered a chirpy smile on my face.

"How?" He almost yelled, but it was evident that he was happy to see me. I went up to him only to he enveloped in a big hug by the tall guy.

"You've grown fat since I last saw you. Not working out anymore huh?" I teased him as he rolled his eyes and continued the banter.

"So, what are you doing so dolled up?" He asked as his eyes roamed up and down my small form.

"Why? Don't you like it?" I asked smugly.

"No...no." He said afraid. "You look very nice. Its just that I never imagined Brooke Davis in a dress or heels."

His eyes were directly on my red pumps and somehow I felt the sudden urge to hide myself.

I bit my lip, a habit of nervousness I never seemed to have gotten over.

"At least give me a hug girl! I am seeing you after ages!" He remarked as he pulled me into his arms.

Familiarity felt nice. But not for long. Out there staring right at me was the one and only, Lucas Eugene Scott.

He looked different. But it was a nice different. He had grown more muscular since the last time I saw him and his long blonde hair was cut short. I was drawn to him as I somehow felt the urge to just move my hand through his golden locks. However, I was able to calm myself.

He had yet to say a word. He was just staring at me. It almost felt like sizing me up and I honestly did not like it.

"Yes Lucas." I said coldly once I was out of Nathan's arms.

"Where were you all this time and why are you back?" He asked simply.

I knew this topic would come out eventually, but not this soon. I wasn't ready.

I just stared at him with pleading trying to tell him to please not bring it up right now.

But I could see fire in those misty blue eyes that used to make my heart flutter. Luckily for me, God came to my rescue when Lucas refused to.

"Come on kids. Settle down now. We are going to start with Haiku's today..."