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Didn't want to hurt me? Didn't want to hurt me! What a complete liar! I would have never thought I would fall for his pathetic charm or whatever he did to me to make me fall for him. For the past two days, I watched Lucas and Evelyn Hartman spend time together. It made me sick, and I didn't want to be there anymore. I wanted the summer to end so fast, but, of course, it won't. It's going slow like always.

All right enough about Lucas. Right now, Haley and I were going to see if Nathan wanted to do something with us today. This was Haley's idea; she finally managed to get away from Dean for once. We walked down towards the big grass field where people were setting up games and rides for the upcoming fair.

"Nathan!" Haley called out. Nathan turned around from where he was and walked over to us.

"Hey, you're talking to me?" Nathan asked. I didn't know what he meant but, obviously, Haley did.

"Yeah, well, I've been seeing you giving me googly eyes. It looked like you're sorry."

"I am," Nathan added quickly but sincerely. "I was having a bad day."

Haley shrugged her shoulders. "Everybody does. So, Brooke and I wanted to know if you want to hang out with us."

Nathan looked at her suspiciously. "Are you up to something?" He wondered.

Haley laughed. "No, geez. Do you think I'm a trouble maker Nathan?" Haley pushed Nathan's shoulder playfully as Jake approached us.

"Okay, is it me or is Mr. Hartman a total ass?" Jake complained.

"Told you, man, never make jokes around him." Nathan replied.

"Dude, I was complimenting his clothes and he goes all psycho on me. That's the last time I am ever complimenting on someone's clothes. Anyways, I came over to ask if you wanted to go shoot some hoops. Lucas is there already with Tim, Anna, Rachel, Mouth, some guy guest who is with Rachel, and Evelyn Hartman who, I might add, is so hot," explained Jake.

Nathan looked at us, mostly me because he probably knew what happened between Lucas and me.

"What do you guys say?" He inquired.

Haley looked at me too. Now I had three people waiting for me to answer. I wanted to say screw it, I'm not going, but then I thought it's better to show up to give Lucas the message that he didn't break me.

"Sure, why not," I finally answered.

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As we got closer to the basketball court outside, we could hear music. The song "Love is Like a Heat Wave" by Martha & The Vandellas was playing. I saw that they had a little boom box on the floor. I also saw Lucas dancing with Evelyn on the court. I couldn't believe what they were doing, dancing. More specifically dirty dancing. His hands were on her waist while her hands were around his neck and their bodies grind together. They weren't the only ones dancing on the court. Tim and Rachel were also dancing together.

Whenever I'm with him
Something inside
Starts to burning
And I'm filled with desire,
Could it be the devil in me?
Or is this the way love's supposed to be?

When we got to the court, Lucas stopped dancing with Evelyn. He looked a little shock that I was there.

"Hey, Luke. I brought some people to cheer us on," Nathan said cheerily.

It's like a heat wave

It's burning in my heart
I can't keep form burning
It's tearing me apart

I think everyone could feel the tension on the court. Rachel still wasn't over Nathan because she was giving him dirty looks for dumping her. I looked at the back of me and saw Anna with Mouth sitting on the bleachers. She looked sad, probably because she was jealous that Lucas was with Evelyn. I walked over towards them. When Mouth saw me coming, he got up from his seat and held out his hand to help me up. I sat down and everyone on the court still seemed frozen. Haley headed towards where I was and Mouth also helped her up.

Whenever he calls my name

So softly and plain
Right then, right there, I feel that burning flame

Has high blood pressure got a hold on me?
Is this the way love's supposed to be?

"All right, let's pick the teams. Are the girls going to play?" Jake asked breaking the silence.

"No," Rachel answered rudely and she walk away from them and sat down with the guy she came with. Evelyn gave Lucas a kiss on his cheek and headed our way. She wanted to sit with us up high, so, Mouth helped her up. Her voice was sweet and she seemed pretty nice. Maybe I didn't need to dislike her. The teams were Lucas and Jake versus Nathan and Tim.

Sometimes I stare in space
Tears all over my face,
I can't explain it, don't understand it,
I aint never felt like this before
Now this funny feeling has me amazed
Don't know what to do, my heads in a haze,
It's like a heat wave.

I feel it burning right here in my heart,
Don't you know it's like a heat wave

Don't you know it's like a heat wave?
Burning right here in my heart.

The game started and Haley cheered for Nathan's team. She even did some little dance moved that was hilarious. Mouth, who I was sitting next to, was acting like an announcer of the game and he was getting really into it. Anna and Evelyn were cheering for Lucas's team. It seemed like Anna was trying to compete with Evelyn on who can cheer the loudest. I sat there covering my mouth with my hand because I couldn't stop laughing at everything that was happening around me. The guys at the court looked at the us like we were all crazy. Lucas looked at me as I laughed. He smiled and shook his head.

"Any of you guys want to play?" Nathan asked us. Everyone looked at each other. "Come on, it's no fun with just us."

"No way man, remember what happened last time I played? I sucked so badly,"Mouth said.

"You can't be that bad," I said, trying to encourage him.

"Believe me, I am."

"How about this, I'll play and you won't look bad." I replied, trying to give him some confidence.

I got up from my seat. "Hey, Nathan, I'll try and so will Mouth," I told him.

"Me too!" My sister joined me.

"Awesome!" Nathan exclaimed. Nathan took in charge of the game. "Okay, let's change the teams. Uh, Tim, Lucas, and Mouth will be on one team. Haley, Brooke, Jake, and I will be on the other team."

Nathan told me to guard Mouth, which I did because it was pretty easy. When Nathan handed the ball to Haley so she could make the basket, she threw it like a football to Jake.

"Haley, what the hell are you doing?" Nathan asked, confused.

"Um... throwing the ball. Isn't that what you do?" She wondered, not knowing what sport we were playing.

"Um, no, not like a football," Nathan responded with a little laugh.

"Hello? Isn't that what we are playing?" She asked again. Everyone burst out laughing.

"Weren't you watching us play the game?"

"Okay, first of all, I do not watch sports for the game. I watch sports to look at the people's body." Haley stated funnily.

"Oh, I see. So, you came to watch my body?" Nathan teased Haley.

"Shut up. Every girl watches sports because of that, right, Brooke?" Haley turned to me.

Ugh, why did she have to get me involved in things like this. "How should I know? I don't watch sports, Hales," I answered her.

Haley growled, "Fine, traitor."

"Dude, let's just forget the game. Let's just take turns shooting hoops," Tim stated, obviously annoyed on what was going on. Jake grabbed the other basketball and went to the other side of the court to shoot hoops.

Mouth handed me the ball. I shot the ball, but I missed. I turned back to Mouth.

"See, you're not the only horrible basketball player here on the court," I said to him, Mouth laughed.

"You need to bend your knees," Lucas said from behind me. I turned around and looked at him.

"Oh, okay. Thanks," I replied with a smile.

He motioned for me to come over to him."Come here."

I hesitated but moved by him. He handed me the ball and then placed his hands on my shoulders, turning me to the side where the basketball hoop was. He stood behind me and moved my arms on how to shoot the ball into the basket.

"Okay, square your shoulders to the basket. And you've got to bring the ball up right past your nose. Then, try bending your knees a little. Relax your hips and, well, just shoot it," he explained. I shot the ball. it almost went in but unfortunately, it didn't.

"Well, that was better than before," he whispered in my ear. I turned around, facing him. He backed away a little, still looking at me.

"Thanks," I replied sincerely.

"Yeah, no problem." He answered, trying to make this not awkward. I looked over at the bleachers because I could feel eyes on me. Anna and Evelyn, who were seating far away from each as best as possible, were both giving me looks like they wanted to kill me. I looked back at Lucas who was also staring at the girls before he turned back at me with an apologetic look on his face.

"What a fan base you got there, Lucas. Pretty soon, when your finished dumping them all, you're going to have to watch out that they don't go on strike against you." I smiled sweetly at him, but he knew underneath that smile was nothing but poison.

"And would you be part of that strike group there, Brooklyn?" He said as his familiar cockiness filled his voice.

"Please, like I would waste my time on some player—,"

"Okay, how about we play some ball?" Nathan cut in.

"I'm going to have to pass on that, Nathan." Lucas eyed me. "I have to attend my girlfriend of the week back to her family." Lucas said rudely and then walked away.

"Okay, I know you're mad at my brother and everything, but you didn't need to thorw that in his face," Nathan told me, obviously protecting his brother.

"Throw what in his face?"

"You and I both know, so, we'll just leave it at that."

"Okay, Brooke, I think we should go. Dean's going to be looking for me and I don't want him to be mad," said Haley.

"All right, let's go." I agreed and we left, not knowing that later at dinner time, everything was going to be a disaster.

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Haley did my hair tonight. It was up in a romantic hairdo with a headband. I was wearing aqua two tone strapless dress. As for my sister, she left her hair down with some curls. Her dress was green, it has flirtatious feel to it.

My mother was impatient with us getting ready. Max told us that the second best dance show was going to start tonight. To make things interesting, James Hamilton was coming here tonight, and the event with him that happened last time started to get me worried. Knowing my mother cheating on my father with that guy was disgusting.

When we entered the Dinner hall, everything was set up differently. The dance floor was much bigger than before and the tables were longer. Basically, the place just looks different than normal. It seemed like they had a theme going on. Dark red. Everything was red; the chairs, lights, curtains, and plenty more. I saw Evelyn Hartman, she was wearing a black printed shirred tube asymmetrical evening dress with a scarf. She came up to Haley and me.

"Haley! Brooklyn!" she flashed her million dollar smile at us.

"Isn't this exciting? I can't wait to dance in front of my parents and show them the moves I learned," Evelyn bragged. Dean came up behind Haley and led her somewhere else, so, I was stuck with Evelyn.

"So, I see you have a thing for Lucas." I looked up at her, surprised at what she had said and also the fact when I looked at her she didn't look like the sweet innocent girl I thought she was. "So, this little thing you have for him better stop, okay? Because he is with me, not you. I don't like other girls crushing on my man." And with that she walked away.

I stood there, not knowing exactly how to take what she said. Then I remembered not only did this happen once, but twice. This was the second time a girl told me to stay away from Lucas. I remembered Peyton threatening me, and now Evelyn, who I thought was sweet , but turnd out to be the devil of some sort.

"Brooklyn!" My father called as he came over to me.

"Look who's here. James, you remember him? He was here when we first arrived."

"Oh, yes, how could I forge." I said sarcastically, but my father didn't notice. My mother joined us, shocked that James was there.

"James, what are you doing here?" She asked as she linked arms with my father. I looked at her confusedly. She didn't know he was coming?

"Well, Jack ask me to come," James replied.

My mother looked at my father with confusion. "Why didn't you tell me he was coming?"

"Honey, don't worry about—,"

"I'm not worrying. I just thought we discuss everything together."

"And this is something we discuss. You guys, let's just all go sit down, then we'll talk, okay?. Come on," My father said cheerfully, leading my mother out to the dinner table as I followed.

We all sat down and my mother didn't even hesitate to continue what we were talking about earlier.

"Okay, explain," she started.

"Well, I haven't talked to James about it, but I don't think he will mind," my father paused then he started to talk again. "I think James should ask Brooklyn to marry him."

"What!" My mother and I shouted at the same time. Jame,s who was also sitting at the table, spit out his drink.

"Well, you didn't like Brooklyn's behavior so you said we should get her a husband, honey," My father explained to my mother.

"Yes, but I didn't mean for her to be with James," my mother answered angrily. I also happened to be angry. The fact that my parents decided what I was going to do with my life was wrong.

"This isn't fair," I blurted out. My mother and father look at me strangely.

"This is my life, not yours. What gives you the right to decide this? I'm going to be 18 soon, an adult."

"Well, Jack, now do you see why I want her to get married? Where is this behavior coming from Brooklyn? You are disappointing your father and me. The next thing you know, Jack, she's going to be telling us the career we set up for her, isn't the career she want," my mother complained, then she took a sip of her wine and looked at me. I looked at my mother sheepishly and she slammed down her drink on the table.

"Oh my god—,"

"Excuse me ladies and gentlemen, the show is about to begin so please get in your seats," Max said into the microphone.

"You don't want the job we set up for you, do you?"

The music began and the dancers came out .

Tears formed in my eyes but I was also angry.

"Why do you have to be such a fucking bitch?" I told my mom. I could see the fire burn in her eyes.

"Get up," she said as she got up herself. "Get up, now!" she raised her voice. She came over to me and grabbed my arm, hard, pulling me to off the chair. Then, she led the way out of the room still having a good hold of my arm. My father followed.

"Annie! Annie!" My father called after us. My mother stopped and let go of my arm.

"Why did you have to make a scene in there?" My father asked and for the first time seeing him angry in a long time.

"Did you not hear what our precious daughter said to me?"

"Yes, I did." He turned to me. "Brooklyn, I don't know what to do. You've never acted like this before." My father rubbed the back of his neck and continued. "The only thing I can think of is sending you off to one of those schools."

"Im not going!" I shouted.

"THEN CLEAN UP YOUR ACT!" My father yelled at me, frustrated. I pushed pass my parents and left the building. They didn't follow, but I didn't care.

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Haley didn't know where Dean was taking her, but they arrived at the lake. There was a table with two candles on it and food in the grass by the water.

"Is this supposed to be romantic?" Haley asked.

"Haley, I know I treated you bad that one night where—,"

"You hit me?" Haley continued for him.

"Yeah, it was totally an accident, but I had to do something to keep you in line," Dean explained as if it wasn't a big deal.

Haley rolled her eyes. "That doesn't make sense, and this little set up you have isn't going to work. I don't love you, Dean." Haley started to walk away, but Dean grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"Say you love me." He shook her angrily.

"Stop, you're hurting me!" When he didn't let go, she slapped him on the face. He released her.

"You little whore. You're going to regret that!"

"Oh, yeah?" She kicked him hard in the balls and ran off.

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I walk around for a while trying to cool down my anger. I didn't want to go back to my cabin, so, I went to an unexpected place. Lucas's cabin. I knew where it was because I went there once when he had to get some music while he was teaching me to dance. Lucas's cabin was way farther out of the distance than all the other workers cabins. He said that he liked the quietness that's why his cabin was farther out than anyone else's.

I went up the three step he had before you get to his screen door. I could see the inside of his cabin, but there wasn't any sign of him. I knocked on the door, and then I heard a squeaky noise, which came from the bathroom door. I saw Lucas come out of it. All he was wearing was jeans as he came over to the screen door.

"Brooke," he greeted, a little surprised that I was there.

"Hi, Lucas," I said quietly.

Uh, hey. What are you doing here?" He asked, confused.

"Um, well, I was sort of hoping I could sleep here because I don't want to go back to my place tonight." I answered shyly.

"Ah, yeah, sure." He opened the screen door and let me in. I looked around. His room was sort of messy. There were books on the floor, clothes on two chairs, and a lot of records on the corner.

"Sorry, it's messy," Lucas apologized.

"Oh, no, it's fine," I assured him.

He took the piles of clothes on one of his chairs off and set down the clothes on the floor. "You can sit there if you want." He pointed at the chair.

"Oh, thanks." I sat down on the chair while he sat down on his bed.

"So," he started, making an 'o' shape with his mouth when he said it.

I laughed slightly. "Yeah, um, sorry about earlier today. It was rude for me to say those things about your love life and I'm sorry."

He smiled a little. "It's fine. Don't worry about it, you're probably right. I wouldn't be surprise if I had a strike team," he replied in a joking tone.

"So, how did your second best dance show go? I missed it."

"I wouldn't know. I didn't go. Why did you miss it?" he asked, sitting up more.

"Well, because my mom drag me out of the room, that's why." He raised an eyebrow. "I called my mom a bitch and she got mad." I shrugged my shoulders.

Lucas gave me a amused look. "Wow, I've never thought you would do that, Brooke."

"Neither did I, but she was being so rude I just snapped. Now they know that I don't want the job they set up for me, and they also know that I want to be called Brooke, but they still call me Brooklyn. And because I am behaving badly they want to send me to one of those schools, you know, where—,"

"Yeah, I know. That was really low of your parents."

I nodded my head. "Then my father wanted me to get married to James Hamilton, who is having a affair with my mother."

"That one guy I told off at the golf course?" Lucas asked.

"Yeah, that's him. I can't believe my mother was having a affair with him. Even though my parents didn't really show it, I thought they were in love."

"So, is that why you are here? Because of the fight with your parents?" He wondered.

"Yeah, I don't feel like going back. I don't even know if I want to go back tomorrow."

"Well, tonight you can stay here. So, you can have the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."

"Oh, no, Lucas, it's okay. I can sleep on the floor."

He laughed slightly. "You want to sleep on the floor?"

"Yeah."

"On this cold hardwood floor?" he asked.

"Okay, fine. No, I don't, but it isn't fair for you to sleep on the floor. Maybe we can both sleep on the bed. I mean you do have a big bed."

"Well, yes I do. It's because I like to have threesomes a lot—," I threw some of his clothes at him.

"Eww! You're disgusting." I laughed

"Kidding, kidding." He laughed and then stopped. He look at me awkwardly. "Ah, are you going to be comfortable sleeping in that dress? I can lend you some of my clothes if you want."

I look down at my dress. "No, it's okay. I'll sleep in it, but do you have like a sweater or something I can use?"

"Um, yeah, I do." He got up and went to his dresser. He opened it and got out a gray hoodie

"Don't worry, it's clean." He handed me the sweater.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, and by the way, you look nice tonight," he said sweetly.

I blushed a bit. "Thanks."

I took off my shoes and then put on the sweater as Lucas went to go turn off the lights. I climb into the bed, which was very soft and conformable. It smelled good too. Lucas lied down on the right side of the bed and me on the left. We both had our backs to each other and there was a gap in between us. Even though I wasn't close to Lucas, it felt good to know that he was right there. I guess the night wasn't as bad as I thought it was.