Chapter Two: Where Did I Go Right

Lucas was sitting in the locker room, with his cell in his hand. Hoping, praying that Peyton would call him. He knew he had hurt her when he didn't proclaim his undying love to her. He just didn't understand at the time that she was the one, his one.

"Hey, man, you look like hell," Nathan said, as he sat down beside him.

"Really, I feel like hell too," Lucas said, shaking his head at his own stupidity.

"Girl troubles?" Nathan asked.

"Yeah, Peyton," Lucas said.

"Oh, I thought you guys were getting along great," Nathan said, looking a bit more concerned.

"We were, but then she told me she loved me," Lucas said.

"What did you say?" Nathan asked, knowing he said something stupid.

"I said, Oh," he said, hitting his palm hard against his head.

"Dude, she said she loved you, and you said Oh. You've got way bigger problems than me, and I've got a baby on the way," Nathan said, laughing.

"Dude it's not funny," Lucas said.

"Oh, it so is," Nathan said, getting up to change.
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Lucas sat there, he was about to give up, when his cell phone started to ring.

Please be Peyton, He said to himself.

He answered without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello, Peyt is that you?" he asked, hoping the answer would be yes.

"Lucas, this is Peyton's father, Larry," Larry said.

Lucas was a little afraid, he thought that Peyton told Larry about what happened.

"Yeah," Lucas said, his voice a little shaky.

"Lucas, there's been an accident, Peyton's in real bad shape," Larry said.

"I'm on my way," Lucas said.

He knew he had a game to play in, but he didn't care, the only thing that mattered was getting to the hospital, and being there with Peyton.
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Nathan and Whitey, where sitting in Whitey's office, going over strategy for the championship game.

"Lucas, glad you're here son, your going be a huge part of our offense tonight," Whitey said, not noticing the fact that Lucas was doing everything to not be in tears.

"I can't coach, I'm sorry," Lucas said, as a few tears slide down his face.

"Luke, what is it man?" Nathan asked, getting worried.

"It's Peyton, she was in an accident, she's in real bad shape," Lucas said.

Lucas and Nathan turned toward they're coach at the same time.

"I'll see what I can do boys," Whitey said, making his way for the door.
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Nathan walked with Lucas, to go see the girls.

Haley and Brooke, saw them coming toward them.

"Hales, something's wrong," Brooke said.

"How do you know," Haley asked.

"They look like the freaking doom squad," Brooke said, pointing in the boys direction.

"Luke, is something wrong?" Haley asked.

"It's Peyton," was all he could say, without breaking down to tears.

"What's wrong with Peyton," Brooke asked, really concerned.

Nathan looked at Lucas, and knew he couldn't speak freely, without tears.

"She's been an accident, she's in real bad shape," Nathan said.

Fear took shape on the girl's face.

"She's alive, right Luke," Brooke asked, as she grabbed Haley's hand for support.

"I…I…I don't…know," Lucas said, as a couple more tears streaked his face.
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Whitey, saw the boys talking with the girls, and made his way over to them.

"Boys, I've got some news," Whitey said, as he got up to them.

"What is it coach?" Nathan asked.

"I've gotten the game postponed for three days," Whitey said, patting Nathan on the shoulder.

"Well, come on, I'll drive," Nathan said.
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"Mr. Sawyer," the doctor said, as he raced out of his daughter's room.

"Your daughter, is in critical condition, she needs surgery now. We need you to sign this," the doctor said, handing him some papers.

"I'll sign anything, just do whatever you need to, to save my little girl," Larry said, as a wave of tears streamed down his face.