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Theres a little brathan friendship, as some of you wanted, in here so hopefully it satisfies. Anyway, please enjoy and review!
"Alright ladies," Peyton yelled to her cheerleaders, "time for the dance. Do what I do." Peyton began to line up while the girls took their spots.
"Peyton?" Jessica yelled. Everyone turned to look at the brunette in curiosity.
"Yes Jessica?" She said, annoyed.
"I don't think Haley should be doing this." The team got confused looks on their faces before Brooke had realization cross hers and she shut her eyes tightly, hoping it was just her imagination.
"Why is that?"
"Because, it would hurt the baby," she said casually before looking back at a open-mouthed Haley. "No offense or anything though Haley, but we don't accept pregnant whores on this team." Haley looked as if she was about to cry while Brooke glared at Jessica.
"Oh yeah?" She yelled at Jessica, "well tell me when they started accepting fake sluts, because as you said a while back, they're going low on who they accept these days." Jessica glared back at her and by now the basketball team was wondering what was going on with the girls.
"Shut your mouth Davis."
"Shut yours Harris." Both girls stared at each other angrily, wanting to hurt the other, but Brooke just pushed her out of the way and ran to aid Haley. "Haley, it'll be okay."
"No, it won't Brooke," she cried.
"Yeah, it will be. Don't listen to her, she's a dumb bitch," Brooke said harshly as she glanced at Jessica who had rolled her eyes at the comment and began to come her way. "Back the fuck off Jessica, we don't need you here, you've done enough damage."
"Please, I just want to know how our school's mini whore is doing inside the belly." Brooke lost it after that comment and marched up to, pointing a finger in her face.
"You will leave or I will not hesitate to kick your ass again," Brooke threatened.
Jessica scoffed. "Please, I kicked your ass." Brooke laughed loudly before ignoring her and going back to a distraught Haley. The boys had situated themselves around the circle of cheerleaders and Nathan and Lucas were trying to see what was going on with their girls.
"Just go away Jessica," they heard Rachel yell. "Nobody wants your fake ass here anyways."
"Then why are you here?" they heard Jessica yell. They all heard a slap and thats when they decided to break into the tiny circle and see what the hell was going on. They walked into a crying Haley who was being comforted by Brooke, who was trying to stop Jessica and Rachel from fighting, who Peyton was holding back. Nathan went straight for Haley while Lucas went to Rachel.
"Whats wrong baby?" He asked her quietly. She looked away from him and Brooke looked at her, giving her another tight hug.
"Sweetie," Nathan whispered softly, "look at me. Tell me what's wrong."
"Shes pregnant, thats whats wrong, shes gonna pop out a mini-whore." They all heard Jessica yell and the entire gym went silent, even the coach.
"What?" Nathan said in disbelief, "Thats not possible."
"How is it not possible Nathan?" Haley asked sadly. "All it takes is one time."
"But, no we used.." He said, his mind trying to comprehend the situation.
"Yeah, I know, but I forgot my pills that week," she cried softly, not looking up at Nathan.
"But," he tried, "I cant- I can't be a father."
"I know and thats exactly why I didn't want to tell you Nathan," she sobbed, "its even worse that everyone knows it now, thanks to the stupid bitch." His confused and unbelieving face told her what she needed to know and she pushed him away to start for the gym doors. He ran towards her and tried to stop her. "Don't! I know you have so much going." Brooke watched her friend leave sadly before turning to Jessica.
"You fucking bitch!" She yelled at the now semi-frightened girl, "this is all your fault. If they break up, I will hurt you."
"Brooke, just stop." She heard Lucas say. She turned to him and shook her head before going for Jessica, that is, until she felt an arm around her waist. "Stop Brooke."
"What?" She said angrily. "She hurt my best friend Lucas and I'm so sick of her backstabbing bullshit just because shes jealous that were dating, its getting ridiculous."
"Just leave her be, she means well." He tried to explain while Jessica had a smile forming on her face.
"Thats not what you said when she hurt my leg," Brooke said, "Why are you defending her?"
"I'm not," he muttered, "It's just not worth it."
"I can't believe you!" she said, her voice rising in anger, "you are defending her." She shoved his hand that tried to grab her waist and left the same way Haley had. Lucas watched her go sadly, he didn't mean to defend his ex, but he didn't want Brooke hurting her when she could have just walked away.
"Thanks Lucas," Jessica said softly, trying to grab his hand. He pushed her away and walked to the bleachers.
"Wow, so much tension," Bevin said. Everyone looked at her and rolled their eyes before heading back to their rightful teams. Peyton and Rachel looked at each other with worry in their faces and went up to Nathan.
"Why did you say that?" Rachel asked him. He looked up at her, confused.
"Say what?"
Peyton rolled her eyes. "You could have said something other than stuttering and making her feel like shit, you know."
"I didn't-"
"We know Nathan, but remember it takes two to get the job done." Peyton said before walking off back to her team and glaring at Jessica the entire time.
Outside, Brooke had been looking for Haley everywhere. She couldn't be found and she was beginning to worry for her heartbroken friend. "Come on Haley, where are you?" She whispered to herself.
"Hey Brooke," she heard Haley say. She turned around and was met with an upsetting sight; Haley was puffy-eyed and her nose was bright red with her hair in a messy ponytail.
"Oh honey," Brooke whispered as she went to hug her friend, "It'll be okay."
"I knew Nathan wouldn't take this well."
"No sweetie, he was just scared," she reassured her, "finding out from the whore instead of you probably had him a bit shaken, but that doesn't mean he doesn't love you anymore."
"Yeah, I guess your right, but I need to talk to him," she said sadly.
"Let me talk to him first okay?" Haley nodded and hugged Brooke before stepping back and looking up into the sky.
"I'm just gonna go home though, tell everyone?" Brooke nodded a 'yes' before giving Haley one more hug and watching her leave through the gates. She padded back into the gym angrily to see Lucas and Nathan sitting on the bleachers while the girls stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do with the news they had received moments before.
"Brooke! How's Haley?" Peyton asked, walking over to her with Rachel in tow.
"She'll be fine. I have to talk to Nathan though." Both girls nodded and she made her way to the upset young man. When she reached him, she sat down.
"Brooke-" She held up her hand to Lucas. "We'll talk later Luke." He sighed and got up to leave while Nathan just held his head in his hands.
"Nathan, we need to talk."
He looked up at her sadly. "How is Haley?"
"She's better I guess you could say, but shes hurting."
"I was a complete dick." She stared sympathetically at him before resting her head on his shoulder as he laid his on her head.
"No your not, your scared, its understandable. Your 18 with a pregnant girlfriend."
"I was gonna propose to her," he said quickly. Brooke smiled excitedly before hugging him.
"Thats so cute, when were you gonna do it?"
"When we went to the cabin over spring break in about a week, but I'm just so confused now."
"Nathan," Brooke whispered, "You have to understand that its okay to be confused. You didn't expect this but it will get better. You know, Haley didn't want to tell you."
"Why?"
"She was afraid," she sighed, "afraid of what you would think. She didn't want to ruin your future because you had so much going, but she needs you more than ever now and you need her."
"Yeah, your right. Did she go home?" Brooke nodded as Nathan stood up and hugged her tightly. "Thanks Brooke."
"No problem, big boy, now go get your woman."
"Oh, Lucas wants me to tell you that he is sorry," Nathan added before grabbing his bag and heading out the gym door. She smiled and hoped everything would work out between the two upset teens before she turned around to see Lucas.
"Hey Lucas," she sighed before walking over to him and hugging him. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead, "your forgiven broody."
"I am sorry. I didn't know what came over me, I just don't want you getting hurt and she really does mean well, well, I guess when she's not jealous," he said and Brooke just relaxed in his arms.
"I understand Lucas and I'm sorry for getting mad but its hectic now and hopefully Nathan and tutorgirl can work everything out or else I'll just have to kick his ass," she teased and they both laughed. "I just want them to be happy, I want Haley to be happy," she added with a sad tone.
"I know pretty girl, I know," he said. Brooke smiled against him and leaned up to give him a quick kiss.
"Brooke!" She heard Rachel yell. "Can you stop sucking face with your boyfriend for a moment so we can talk about the game on Friday?"
Brooke laughed. "I'm coming red-head." Rachel rolled her eyes and Brooke giggled before turning back to Lucas and leaning up on her tip-toes to give him a long kiss. She smiled when they broke apart and ran over to her friends who instantly began to question about Haley or her relationship with Lucas.
"Haley went home," Brooke answered, "Me and Lucas started dating a day ago." "Yes, we-" "No-"
"Everyone shut up," Rachel yelled. "My turn."
"So, Brooke did you sleep with the hunk?" Rachel teased. Brooke mocked surprise before playfully slapping her arm.
"Please, you so want it," Rachel laughed and Brooke glanced at Lucas and made a 'of course I do' face before laughing.
"Go kiss him," Bevin said and everyone looked at her before breaking out in laughter.
"No, he's in practice, you know, like were supposed to be," Brooke said and Bevin just looked at her stupidly. "What?"
"He's on the sideline right now, just do it, to prove your dating him," Bevin, who seemed clearly interested in it, said.
She rolled her eyes. "Your not gonna give up are you?" Bevin shook her head 'no' and Brooke laughed before turning around and walking over to Lucas before grabbing his shirt and pulling him down to kiss him passionately. They broke apart and she smiled. "I'll call you later broody." He nodded, dazed, and laughed when he heard the catcalls and the yells from the coach. He shrugged and got back into practice.
Peyton laughed. "Go Brooke, I think you set him for the day." Brooke made a disgusted face before losing it and laughing hard. "Alright girls, practice is over obviously." Most of the girls headed to the locker room while Brooke and Rachel stayed behind.
"Alright, bitch I better be going," Brooke said jokingly.
Rachel laughed. "Alright slut, tell Lucas hi tonight for me." Brooke, who just realized what she meant, slapped her arm playfully and glanced at Lucas. "Don't even lie, I know you want it." With that said, she left the brunette to herself. Brooke sat down and decided to watch her adorable boyfriend play.
Atop the bleachers was Jessica, who was to say the least, extremely pissed off. How did she lose Lucas to that bitch? She was way prettier than her. She couldn't believe that the stupid slut had stolen her boyfriend. Oh well, she thought, payback is a bitch and she'll know what it feels likes to be heartbroken soon. She watched Lucas for a few more minutes before getting up and heading out, but not before lightly smacking Brooke's head and feeling the girl's glare on her back. She smiled to herself once she was outside and prayed that her plan would work.
"Oh, the stupid little whore and her friends are going down," she told herself, "I will get Lucas back, I don't care what it takes."
Brooke: This really hurts. Do you think you could, you know, give me something for the pain?
College Guy: I shouldn't but... here you go.
Brooke: Just one?
College Guy: Okay.
College Guy: Now, those are really strong so I guess, take half at a time -
Brooke: Whoops! All gone!
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