There was a funeral in town. She wasn't sure who it was for but she had heard the rumors. Lucas Scott's mother had died. She had never really talked to him before so she didn't know what kind of a guy he was, but she could guess. He would end up being just like every other guy that she had ever dated: dog-like and only after one thing. She was sick of it. He was probably spoiled and used to getting what he wanted because of his looks. If she really thought about it, he was probably the most attractive boy Brooke had ever seen. She didn't want to think anything positive about guys anymore so she usually didn't.

She decided to get some coffee. She walked sown the street to the small café that had the best coffee in town. The lady that owned it had always been so sweet and kind. As she approached the door, she saw that it was completely empty. She had never seen it completely empty before. She didn't know why but she all of a sudden got a nervous feeling at the bottom of her stomach. She walked through the doors with caution and slowly walked to the counter. She looked around the room and saw something that immediately stuck out. A boy sitting alone in the corner. Not just a boy; he looked about her age but it was as though he felt smaller. Brooke looked for the reason why he caught her eye and then found it: he was dressed in all black. As she looked closer she discovered something else. It wasn't just a boy. It was Lucas Scott.

I'll always remember
It was late afternoon
It lasted forever
And ended so soon

You were all by yourself
Staring up at a dark grey sky
I was changed

"Hey, aren't you Lucas Scott?" she asked trying to show as little interest as possible. She didn't know why she had a sudden interest in him. She knew that his mother had died yet she knew that he was probably going to be like every other guy in school. She just needed that little bit of something that took the probably out of the scenario.

"Yeah." His reply held no emotion. She had seen him around school since the beginning of high school when they were fourteen, but she had never heard him talk. Maybe he was one of those guys that pretended to be all moody. He obviously didn't care to elaborate so she decided to declare him moody and self centered and move on with her day.

"Do you know if Karen's around?" she asked when she still didn't come out from the back. He didn't answer for a few seconds which made her think that he had maybe slipped out while she wasn't looking. She turned to where he was sitting. He was hunched over, head hanging low. She didn't understand at first but then he gave the most depressed, heart-shattering look. He sort of gave a short, sad laugh and then finally wiped his face with his hands.

"No. No, she's not around." With that he got up and slowly walked outside. She watched him as he stood just beyond the door. He looked up at the sky that had been dark, cloudy, and rainless for weeks. It finally hit her. Everything fell into place. Karen wasn't at the diner. Lucas Scott's mom died. No one was at the café. As it all came together, Brooke's heart broke. That sweet lady, who always cared about each of her customers, was not only dead, but she was Lucas' mother.

In places no one will find
All your feelings so deep inside

Was there that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry

She just couldn't stop staring at him. With each second that passed, her heart seemed to sink deeper and deeper. Just when she thought that it wasn't possible for her to feel any more depressed, she saw a tear stream down his cheek, sending her heart colliding with her stomach.


It was late in September
And I'd seen you before

You were always the cool one
But I was never that sure

She saw him around school a lot. Now that she thought about it, she had even had a few classes with him. Oh, who was she kidding? She had every period with him starting from first period English to eighth period biology. If she had seen him around so much, why hadn't she ever talked to him? That was the question that kept bugging her. She finally came to the conclusion that she was a horrible person. She hadn't talked to him because he wasn't popular. Maybe her punishment for being so awful was not talking to the one guy that might not treat her like dirt.


I wanted to hold you
I wanted to make it go away
I wanted to know you
I wanted to make your everything alright

She just felt so horrible. No one should have to suffer the way he probably was. Two minutes ago she was trying to convince herself that he was just another guy. Now she had to keep herself from crying over the pain she had no logical way of knowing really existed. Six words. He said six words to her. She counted. Six words and she felt as if she was feeling everything that he was feeling.