Chapter 4

Brooke's room.

Brooke was lying on her bed. Just thinking. She was thinking about yesterday, when Lucas drove her home. She had a really good time. They were talking and laughing and were just having fun. She hadn't talked like to anyone in a very long time, not even Darcy. He made her forget about the changes in her life for a minute. They were just being friends. Just friends and nothing more. She couldn't possibly start to like him, could she? NO. She couldn't. He was her best friend's boyfriend, and Brooke Davis is not that kind of girl.

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Lucas' room.

Lucas was also lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He was also thinking about yesterday. For some reason he just couldn't get that girl out of his head. He was up all night just thinking about that smile, and those dimples. He knew it was wrong. He knew he couldn't possible be falling for another girl, especially not Peyton's best friend. But he couldn't help himself. She made him laugh. Something he hadn't done in a long time. Not after Keith died. After the school shooting, him and Peyton kind of hit a rough patch. They had a huge fight over someone, and even though they worked things out, things were never really the same. He couldn't really trust her anymore, and she couldn't make him smile like she used to. But they did love each other. He loved her a lot, but... There was just something about Brooke. He couldn't let it go.

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Tree Hill High.

Brooke was walking to her locker. She was still thinking about last night, about how much they laughed and how they sang along with the music in his car, even though neither of them could sing remotely well. And then it hit her. She was starting to like him. That night they were sitting in his car in front of her house talking for at least an hour. And it felt good, it felt really nice to have someone to talk to. But even though it felt good, she knew it was wrong. She was then brought of her thoughts by... guess who.

Brooke: Lucas.

Lucas: Hey.

Brooke: Hi.

Lucas: Listen, I had a really great time last night.

Brooke: Yeah, me too. It was really nice to have someone to talk to. You're a great listener.

Lucas: And you're a great joker. I don't think I've laughed that much since I was like 10 or something.

Brooke laughed. They started to walk through the hall.

Brooke: So, listen, yesterday when I got home my parents told me I should get a job.

Lucas: You get a job? I thought you were, like, rich or something.

Brooke: My parents do have money, yes, but they're just too greedy to share. They want me to get a job and make my own money bla, bla, bla... Anyway, I was just wondering if you know any places. Like, the mall or something like that.

Lucas: Well, I don't know about the mall but my mom does own a café and we could use some help.

Brooke: A café? So I'd be doing what? Waitressing?

Lucas: Yeah. Or are you too good for that?

He was now making fun of her and she laughed.

Brooke: Oh, I can waitress.

Lucas: You sure? Cause it's a tough job.

Brooke: I'm tough. I'm not afraid of a challenge.

Lucas: Alright. Then I will see you there after school.

He walked away and she turned around and watched him leave.

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Later that day.

Brooke was standing on Peyton's front porch ringing the doorbell. She had promised Peyton earlier that day that she would go over to Peyton's after school so they could hang out. Just a couple of seconds after Brooke rang the doorbell Peyton opened the door. She greeted Brooke.

Peyton: Hey, Brooke. I'm glad you came. Come in.

Brooke walked into the house and looked around. It was nice. It was very comfy and homy. It was definitely not a mansion but it had a very nice feel to it.

Brooke: Your house is nice.

Peyton: Thanks. We've been living here for a couple of years now. It's definitely home.

Brooke: Yeah. It's gonna take a while for me to call my house home.

Peyton: Don't worry. You'll get there.

Brooke: I sure hope so.

Peyton: Come on, we can go up to my room.

They walked up the stairs and into Peyton's bedroom. Brooke looked at the room in awe. It had drawings and paintings everywhere, a whole closet full of records, and a queen sized bed. Peyton had definitely not changed. When they were younger, Peyton was always drawing something.

Brooke: Your room is... amazing. Not exactly my taste, but... amazing.

Peyton laughed.

Peyton: Thanks. Maybe tomorrow you can show me yours.

Brooke: Oh, yeah. Feel free to come around anytime. My parents are never there anyway. But, um, I can't stay too long cause I have to go over to Lucas' mom's café in a little bit.

Peyton: You're going over to Karen's Café? Why?

Brooke: Oh, I was looking for a job and Lucas said they could use someone to help.

Peyton: You talked to Lucas, huh?

Brooke: Yeah, I hope you don't mind.

Brooke was hoping Peyton didn't suspect that anything was happening between her and Lucas. Cause they weren't.

Peyton: Oh, no. Why would I? I mean, it's really important to me that my best friend and my boyfriend get along. I think it's great you guys are hanging out.

Brooke: Yeah. He's a great guy.

Peyton: He is, isn't he? God, Brooke, I can't begin to tell you how in love I am.

Brooke: Well, you can begin to tell me all of that later cause I really have to go.

Peyton: Oh. Okay. I'll call you later?

Brooke: Yeah.

Peyton: Okay. Bye.

Brooke: I'll see you later.

Brooke was lying. She didn't have to go. But she couldn't handle Peyton telling her how great Lucas was in fear of actually falling for him. It was bad enough she liked the guy, but to fall for him. That would be the biggest mistake she could ever make.

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Well, that was chapter 4. I hope you guys liked it. Please R&R.