A/N: This is up later than normal…my fault…It's also my fault that I didn't post last week and someone said that they missed this story so here is the new chapter. Only 6-7 more chapters…I'm thinking 6 and an epilogue, but we will see.

Chapter Fifteen: Boys, Boys and more Boys

Peyton and Lucas stare out the window of their car.

"I never thought that would happen," Peyton states with a frown.

"Me either, at least not yet," Lucas says as he grips the steering wheel harder.

Peyton glances at her fiancé and smirks.

"Lucas, honey, she's sixteen."

"But that boy has his lips on my daughter."

"Our daughter sweetie," Peyton says with a smile.

"I'm going to kill that boy."

15 hours earlier

Grace walks into the kitchen, dressed for school. She had been spending a lot of her mornings with her mom lately, and she loved it. Peyton looks up from the table when she hears footsteps. She smiles when Grace sits down.

"You're up a little earlier than normal," Peyton comments. "Is there a reason for it?" Peyton asks with a raised eyebrow.

Grace shakes her head.

"No, no reason, just kind of felt like it, why?"

"I'm your mother. I can get curious."

Grace gave her a look and Peyton smiles.

"Are you going to eat anything?" Peyton asks after a minute of silence.

Grace looks up from the table and shakes her head.

"No, Sam and I are just going to head into the school and do some stuff."

Peyton caps the pen she was using and sets it down on the table.

"And stuff you mean catch up on homework you have not done yet?"

Grace just stares at her mother in slight shock. Peyton laughs at the look on her daughter's face.

"Sweetie, I was your age once."

"Yeah, sixteen year ago," Grace mutters causing Peyton to raise an eyebrow. Grace looks down at her wrist as a joke. "Look, at the time, I gotta go."

Peyton laughs and watches as her daughter runs out of the room.

"You do that Gracyn!"

~~~/~~~/~~~/~~~/~~~

Sam and Grace sit down in the quad and take out their lunches.

"So, what are your plans for next Friday?" Sam asks a little out of the blue.

"It depends, why?"

"Next Friday is the school dance and I want you to come."

Grace shakes her head.

"No way, you have a date. I don't have one and I don't go to these things by myself. I don't go to them period."

"Come on Grace, please," Sam whines. "Look, I just need my friend there okay? It would be my first date and I'll be nervous as it is. I need my anchor there with me."

Grace takes a bite of her sandwich, chews and swallows before answering.

"Sam, I really don't care about your date with Derek. I mean he's cute and all, but not my type."

Sam rolls her eyes and starts to plead with Grace.

"Tell me what I have to do in order for you to go."

Grace looks across the quad and spots a 16 year old boy with brown hair leaning against a tree with a book in his hand. Grace looks back at Sam and sighs.

"If you can get me a date with Bradley Morgan than I will go."

Sam follows Grace's eyesight and smiles.

"Not a problem, he's Derek's brother."

~~~/~~~/~~~/~~~/~~~

Sam was on a mission. She needed a date for her best friend so that she didn't feel like a complete loser on her date with Derek. Now she needed to speak with Derek's brother, Bradley.

"Bradley!" Sam calls out as she approaches him before gym class.

Bradley looks up with his blue eyes and smiles when he sees Sam.

"Hey Sam."

"I need to talk to you," Sam states. "Actually I have a proposition for you."

Bradley smiles and raises an eyebrow.

"Depends on what that proposition is."

"You know that next week is the school dance right?" at Bradley's nod of the head, Sam continues. "Well, my friend Grace said the only way she would go is if I can get her a date…with you."

Bradley smiles slightly.

"I would have never seen that coming. So, Gracyn Scott digs me."

Sam smiles and nods her head.

"Look, Grace is all about stepping up…when it's the other person. What you have to do is ask her out afterschool today? Then let things go from there."

~~~/~~~/~~~/~~~/~~~

Lucas looks up from his desk when there's a knock on the door.

"Peyton, what are you doing here?"

"I decided to come get my family so we can all go out and spend some time together. Is that so bad?"

Lucas grins and shakes his head.

"No, it's a wonderful surprise. Grace should be done with her last class in a few minutes. We can go wait for her in the car."

Peyton smiles and grabs Lucas's outstretched hand.

"Let's go fiancé."

~~~/~~~/~~~/~~~/~~~

After the last bell, Grace walks out of the school and towards the parking lot. She had figured that Sam hadn't gotten the date for her and it was alright. At least she didn't have to go to the dance.

"Hey Grace, wait up!"

Grace turns around and smiles widely when she sees Bradley Morgan jogging towards her.

"Hello Bradley."

"Hey," Bradley grins. "So, something interesting happened to me today," Bradley comments.

Grace raises an eyebrow. "What happened?"

"Well, someone-by someone I meant Sam-said that you were looking for a date. Also, she said that you like it when the guy steps up so this is what I am doing."

Grace and Bradley stop walking and Grace turns to look at Bradley.

"What exactly are you doing?"

"Grace, would you please attend next Friday's dance with me?"

Grace smiles and holds out her hand.

"I'll go for that."

Bradley looks at the hand and shakes his head.

"I hope I'm not forcing it, but I rather seal this deal with a kiss."

Grace grins and leans forward.

"I think I can deal with that."

Grace bites the bottom of her lip before leaning closer to Bradley. Their lips touch and for Grace it was perfect.

~~~/~~~/~~~/~~~/~~~

Peyton and Lucas stare out the window of their car.

"I never thought that would happen," Peyton states with a frown.

"Me either, at least not yet," Lucas says as he grips the steering wheel harder.

Peyton glances at her fiancé and smirks.

"Lucas, honey, she's sixteen."

"But that boy has his lips on my daughter."

"Our daughter sweetie," Peyton says with a smile.

"I'm going to kill that boy."

Lucas takes his hands off of the wheel and exits the car quickly.

"Hey you, get your lips off of my daughter!" Lucas yells as he starts to jog over to his daughter.

Grace and Bradley pull apart and look at the crazy blonde man jogging their way.

"I think you should run," Grace says seriously.

"Bye," Bradley states before running away.

"You get back here!" Lucas yells as he runs past his daughter.

Grace turns to her mother with a frown.

"Is this going to happen every time I get close with a guy?"

Peyton just shrugs her shoulders.