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As Lucas made his way to the high school he kept playing Brooke's words over and over in his mind. Sure he had been surprised too by the events that took place last night. He wasn't expecting anything to happen with Brooke, they were friends, and plus Brooke was always encouraging him that Lindsay would call, or that she would one day return. He even thought of the times Brooke pushed him towards Peyton, asking if he still loved her. As he remembered her words from so long ago, it just drove home the truth of her words just a few minutes ago. Brooke Davis did not have feelings for him, she was not the girl for him, and he was not the guy for her. His thoughts weighed heavily on his heart and he wasn't sure what to think anymore. The only thing he knew was that he just wanted to be loved back. Why was it that every girl that he wanted to be with, insisted that he really wanted to be with someone else. When he was with Lindsay, she insisted that he was still in love with Peyton, and when he was with Brooke, she couldn't understand that he and Peyton were just friends, at least the second time.
That last thought was another heavy burden that he continued to carry around with him, the fact that he had needed a second time with Brooke. He messed up big time when they were first together but that was when he was confused and didn't know what he wanted. But the second time, well the second time he was so sure that Brooke was the one for him, that he was done looking and there would be no other girl in his life. But life doesn't always turn out like we want it to, and Brooke stopped missing him then and she apparently still didn't miss him now. Lately he had been wondering what a third chance with Brooke would look like, he just never expected his third chance would be a one night stand. Maybe it was time to move forward with his life, perhaps with someone who would be willing to move forward with him.
Peyton was the only girl that he loved who hadn't left him because she thought he was in love with someone else. She also didn't want to marry him when he proposed, but maybe he was being unfair when he insisted they had to get married right away, that waiting 2 or 3 years was not an option. And now here she was, back in his life and wanting to be with him. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that he could be happy with Peyton. Maybe she was the love of his life, the woman he was destined to be with, that's why Lindsay and Brooke kept turning away from him. As much as he wanted that third chance with Brooke, maybe it was for the best that it had happened the way it did. Two lonely souls coming together for one night of comfort and love, then those two souls parting to find the ones that they are meant to be with. As Lucas walked to his office with these thoughts swirling around he couldn't shake that feeling that he was missing something, that something just wasn't right. Was it that he didn't have Brooke in his life? Or was it that he had pushed away the only girl that was truly opening up her heart to him and now he had a second chance with Peyton? Whatever it was he knew that he was tired of just thinking about his future, and he wanted to start living it.
As Lucas walked into his office to collect his things in order to make room for Skills, he noticed a letter addressed to him sitting on his desk. He slowly picked it up not know what to expect, maybe it was another letter from a concerned parent about Luke being able to come back to coach in 10 games, but instead it was two tickets to Las Vegas and a short note. "Dear Lucas, I heard about what happened and thought you may need to get away for a while. When Camilla died I went through a grieving process where I made some pretty unwise choices, but I was given a second chance, and I fought hard for you to have a second chance as well. But if you do anything to make me regret this, I will come there and kick your sorry butt." –Whitey
Maybe this was a sign, two tickets to Vegas, the wedding chapel of the world. He quickly gathered his things and headed towards home to pack his bags. He still wasn't sure what he was going to say or what exactly he was doing, but as he had promised himself earlier, he was done thinking about starting his life, and now he wanted to live it.