Lucas knocked on Brookes door and she slowly opened it.

She walked out in a halter top green dress with sequence on in. Her hair was down and beautifully curled. Her make up was light, but still noticeable and well done.

"Wow." Lucas smiled.

"You like?" she laughed spinning showing off her well toned body.

"You look absolutely beautiful Brooke."

"Thank you, you look great too." She kissed him.

" Shall we go?"

"We shall." Brooke giggled looking around once more.

"What are you looking for?" Lucas asked.

"Peyton. She said she wanted to see me all dressed up the other day, but she wasn't here when I got home."

"Oh I'm sorry." Lucas kissed her again.

"No its okay. Let's go."

They had a nice peaceful drive giggling and giving sweet kisses on the drive there. Lucas pulled up and they saw all the people walking in, how fancy they were dressed.

"Wow I don't think we fit in here Brooke." he laughed.

"Hey we'll be fine, and remember." Brooke smiled pulling out her purse. "I'm paying."

Lucas felt uncomfortable there. He felt out of place, and that it was way to fancy for his liking. They were seated and gave their order. Of course not sure even of what they ordered, because the menu was in Italian.

"Whatever the hell I just ordered, it sounds good." Brooke giggled

Lucas laughed and went to reach for a peace of bread, accidentally knocking over his water to the floor, causing the glass to break and water to spill all over.

"Oh shit." Lucas mumbled.

Immediately three men who worked there ran over and cleaned it up.

"Sorry, Sorry." Lucas kept telling them.

"Its fine sir." They smiled. Walked away. And brought him back another glass of water. And shortly after brought out their food.

They each took a bite and made a foul face.

"Ew." Brooke shrieked.

Lucas pretended to be wiping his face when he spit out his piece of food.

"Yummy." he said sarcastically taking a big sip of water.

Lucas looked over at Brooke who was laughing.

"What's so funny."

"This." She continued to giggle. "Lucas you were right."

She looked around seeing the older, really fancy people and rich snobby women.

"We don't fit in here." Brooke continued.

"Yeah, I know." Lucas laughed. "We shouldn't be sitting in some fancy restaurant on our Saturday night, we should be out, doing something fun and spontaneous."

Brooke nodded and looked around.

"What are you doing." Lucas asked her.

"What?"

Lucas raised his eyebrow when Brooke got up and pulled Lucas up as well.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"You said you wanted to do something fun and spontaneous." she reminded him.

"So what are we doing?"

"Ever dine and dash?" Brooke giggled with a devilish grin.

Lucas didn't say anything. He just smiled.

"So much for you paying."

"Sh, I'll take you out for pizza. I'm starving and this place stinks."

He smirked.

"Okay so walk out casually and just well, go."

"You are crazy you know that right?" Lucas smiled.

"Well we could just go back and pay for a meal we didn't even eat."

Lucas hesitated.

"Lets do it." he whispered.

They walked around, trying not to draw attention to themselves.

"Excuse me!" the man behind them called.

"Brooke go!" Lucas shouted.

Brooke felt her legs take off and Lucas grabbed her hand and they ran to the car.

"It's not so easy to run in heels." she giggled as she hoped in the car.

Lucas started the engine and quickly took off looking back once more to see the man outside yelling and waving his hands and hearing Brookes, and his own laughter while speeding away.

- -

Peyton looked around to make sure Brooke wasn't home. Right after Jake left she got dressed and left the house. She took her car and just drove. Drove no where special but she went so long she almost ran out of gas. After getting home she saw a note Brooke wrote.

Petyon,

Don't know where you were, tonight I'm out with Lucas won't be home till late. Talk to you later.

Brooke.

She took a sigh of relief. As much as she loved Brooke she wanted to be alone.

Peyton tried calling Jake about ten times that whole day and he didn't answer. And when she called Matt he said they were done, completely. She felt bad for hurting him, but worse for hurting Jake.

She herd a beeping noise and looked at her computer, finally someone she wanted to see, someone she wanted to talk to. Her dad.

"Peyton you there." he asked.

"Yeah dad, I'm here." She took a seat at the computer.

"How are you sweety."

"Fine." Peyton lied.

"Where's Brooke?"

"Date with Lucas, she'll be home later."

"Haha, yeah." He said sarcastically.

"I'm happy to be seeing you soon, what it is three days and you'll be back right?" Peyton smiled for the first time that day.

"Well." He started.

Peyton took a deep breathe.

"Well what." she asked.

" They offered be another job. One with a lot of money, that could really help us out. Now I know I said no more long trips."

"But." Peyton interrupted him.

"It's a lot of money Peyton." he assured her.

"How long." She mumbled.

" 5-6 months."

Peyton didn't want her dad to see the tears starting to form in her eyes.

"Well I'll miss you dad."

"Are you sure you are okay with this?" He asked.

"Yes Dad, I um I have to go in the shower, I'll talk to you tomorrow, I love you. Bye."

With that she clicked off the video camera and cried out loud.

"Dammit!" she screamed getting up, grabbing a record and throwing it against the wall.

Everything was going wrong. First Jake left, then she found Matt. Jake comes back, she sleeps with him causing both men to be mad at her and get hurt. They hate her. Her dad is gone. She couldn't of told him to not go, he really wanted to.She wanted to talk to Brooke, but didn't know what to say. She didn't want to seem like she was complaining but how could things be good one week, and turn horrible the next. Why her. Why Peyton.

She picked up her phone and called Jake again. No answer.

She cursed to herself and went to wash her face when she saw a razor. She stared at it for about ten minutes and grabbed it. Not even thinking about what she was doing. Took the sharp object and scraped it against her wrist, with tears rushing down her face and pain swarming her body.

- - -

"Okay good as new." The doctor told Haley and Nathan.

"Thanks." Haley smiled looking at her arm.

Her and Nathan walked out to the car.

"Finally no more cast!" she giggled.

"Feels good doesn't it." Nathan laughed.

"Yes. So what do you want to do tonight."

"I was actually thinking about just renting a movie and hanging in tonight."

Haley smiled. "Sounds perfect."

They were driving when Nathan saw a car, and almost screamed at the person driving.

"Dan?" he yelled.

"What?" Haley immediately asked.

Nathan didn't answer he just quicky followed the car keeping a very close distance behind it. When the car came to red light Nathan jumped right out of the car and ran to the drivers seat and opened the door.

"Found you, you sick son of a bitch." He yelled.

"Nathan get back in the car!" Haley shouted.

"Who the hell are you?" The man in the car yelled.

Nathan looked in the face of the man. It clearly wasn't Dan. Nathan didn't even know how he could confuse the two. What was he thinking.

"Oh uh I'm really sorry I thought you were, um someone else. Sorry." Nathan mumbled walking away.

"Yeah whatever." the guy mumbled. He slammed his door and sped off.

Nathan walked back to his car and sat down and took a deep breathe.

"I thought it was Dan." he told Haley.

"Oh Nathan. I'm sorry. But I'm sure he's gone now." Haley rubbed his arm.

"No Haley, he's still out there." he mumbled.

He slowly stepped on the gas and drove home in silence.

- - -

Lucas walked Brooke to the door and they kissed and talked quietly for about a half an hour and Brooke went inside. It was about one o'clock. She didn't realize how late they stayed out. She had such and amazing night. After leaving the restaurant they went for pizza and then mini golfing. It was cheap, sweet, and the most fun they had in a while. Otherwise, It was Perfect.

She walked in the room to see Peyton asleep. She got dressed in her pajama's and laid down smiling to herself from her great night. Not knowing Peyton had a new gash across her arm and the troubles that were coming.