well hello there again! thanks soooo much for all the amazing reviews! lovin' it oh so much :) keep it up and i'll do my best to get more chapters up quicker. thanks again and much love! oh and enjoy the new chapter! p.s. i'm gonna try and add more perspectives with...mostly brooke and nathan but i'm going to add in some lucas, peyton and haley in here soon. and there's gonna be some language in this one...just a heads up.
special thanks to:
- dianehermans
- danielle
- ciaranoelle
- forever-alwaysB-Davis


Three weeks had passed since they arrived in California. Both Brooke's and Nathan's parents helped chip in a few extra bucks to keep the two in a nice apartment with plenty leftover for groceries, gifts and furnishings. They had met a few people, Chad, Bethany and Hilary, and quickly became friends with them. At this point they were glad they left when they did and knew it would be a good summer.

On the other side of the country, Peyton and Lucas were constantly fighting over even the littlest things. Something so small would set the other off and it would end in a scream off and not talking for days at a time. They had a feeling it had something to do with Brooke leaving in such a haste. While they were arguing, Haley was off singing her heart out with Chris Keller, a not so nice "friend" who she was forced to share the stage with. She toured city to city, state to state, and you'd think she would be the happiest person in the world, but deep down she missed Nathan, and regreted leaving him. But she knew he was long gone and the chance of him coming back was slim to none.

"PEYTON!" Lucas screamed as he entered her home.

"What now?" She screamed back from her room.

"Where the hell have you been? Were you planning on answering my damn text messages?"

"It wasn't on the top of my to-do list, sorry!"

"Peyton, i'm getting rid of your annoying bitchy little attitude."

"Really? I was getting tired of your bitchy ass myself!"

"Fine then! Fuck you, Peyton. I'm done." Lucas stormed out of her room slamming every door he passed behind him.

"Don't the door hit you on the ass on your way out!"


"When the dark of the night comes around, that's the time.
That the animal comes alive, looking for something wild.
And now we lookin' like pimps in my gold Trans-Am.
Got a water bottle full of whiskey in my handbag.
Got my drunk text on, I'll regret it in the mornin'.
But tonight, I don't give a-
I don't give a-
I don't give a-"


The music blared throughout the house as the close-knit group of five drank, danced and just had a good time. Bethany's parents were out of town for the week so they used to their advantage and threw themselves a party. Brooke was getting tired from dancing so much so she took a rest on the couch for a little bit. Chad came over and sat down beside her putting his arm behind her.

"Tuckered out already?" He said as he winked at her. Unlike Chad, Brooke could actually hold her drinks.

"Yeah a little bit, i'll be alright. Tell you what, why don't you go get me another drink and i'll dance with you some more." She smiled and couldn't help but laugh a little watching Chad stumble and stagger trying to get into the kitchen. As he attempted that, Brooke checked her phone for any new messages.

1 new text message from : P. Sawyer ;)
hey, if you get the chance can you call me?

Brooke quickly stepped out of the house unnoticed and dialed the familiar number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Peyt! How goes it?"

"Ugh. You?"

"Oh, nothing too fancy."

"But I hear the music in the background. Ke$ha playing means a party..."

"Oh it's just a few people we met here. Just a small party."

"Oh. I'll go then."

"No it's fine! They're all drunk anyway."

"And your not?"

"Just call me the designated driver." She said with a laugh.

"That's a first."

"No kidding! So what's going on? You're kinda quiet tonight."

"Lucas and I got into another fight. I think it's over for good."

"Oh. Sorry to hear that."

"Don't lie. I know you're still pissed at us. All I wanted to say was I'm sorry for everything and please consider coming home soon. I want to make things up to you and I want to hang out with you at some point during the summer. This house sucks with my dad gone and you as well."

"I know. I'll think about it. I gotta go though Nate's probably getting worried. Just keep your head up and i'll be home- i'll keep in touch."

"Okay. Bye B. Davis."

"See ya." She stood up off the porch, brushed a single tear away from her eyes, fixed her hair and dress and was back to putting on a fake face for the crowd.

"There's a place downtown, where the freaks all come around.
It's a hole in the wall. It's a dirty free for all.
There's a place I know if you're looking for a show.
Where they go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor.
And they turn me on.

When they Take It Off.
When they Take It Off.
Everybody Take It Off."


Brooke and Nathan returned back to their apartment close to one in the morning. They changed into more comfier clothes and climbed into their oversized bed. Brooke climbed into it first and sat down twiddeling with her phone in her hand.

"I talked to Peyton today."

"Oh yeah? How did that go?"

"They broke up and she wants me to come home to work things out with her."

"And what did you tell her?"

"That I'd consider it but no promises."

He tossed her one of his hoodies and climbed into the bed beside her. "Well if you want to go home, I'm okay with that. Whatever makes you happy Brooke."

"I don't think I really want to leave yet. I feel like I still have alot to experience out here. Plus seeing the two of them again isn't exactly healed over yet. Yeah they're over but that's just for now, what if they get back together or he wants to be with me again and cheats on me or-"

"Brooke. Just slow down and think about it. You have all summer to figure out what you want. In the mean time, don't worry about all the what ifs and worry about the right nows."

"You're right."

"Trust me, I know."

She laughed and hit him with a pillow, turned out the light and put on his sweater. She snuggled into his arms and they said their goodnights. Brooke however knew she wouldn't be sleeping much tonight. As she drifted off to sleep a few hours later her phone vibrated falling off the bed.

3 missed calls from: Lucas Scott
2 new text messages from: Lucas Scott
brooke please answer.
brooke i know it's late/early for but please call me as soon as you get this.