Chapter 4

Brooke came back to her room, since she had just taken a shower and needed to get ready. She let down her hair and did soft curls. Now second she needed to choose what to wear. She took all of her clothing and put it all on her bed. She looked and every piece and inspected it. The ones that she didn't want to wear were on the floor in a pile. Soon the whole pile that was on the bed was on the floor. "Why can't I find anything to wear? It's just Lucas, Skillz and Bevin." She bent down and put back the pile that was on the floor back on the bed. "Let's keep this simple. Dark low-cut jeans and green tank top? No. Umm... Dark low-cut jeans and my pink halter top? No. Oh I got it my dark low-cut jeans and my orange v-cut top. Perfect." http/ She put her clothes on then went to her mirror and did her make-up. Concealer, mascara, toner, eyeliner, eye shadow, blush, lip gloss, and matching earring with her necklace. She also got her orange sandals to wear with her outfit. http/ She did one last check in the mirror and left.

She arrived at the pool area and it was full. Surprisingly there was also a bar. Usually at parties like this there would be plastic cups and a keg but she wasn't complaining. She was trying this new thing though; to stop drinking and getting waste at parties. What was the use of it anyways. She searched the crowd for Lucas, Skillz or Bevin. She couldn't find them anywhere. She must have had been standing there for about five minutes because Lucas made her jump when he whispered in her ear. 'Looking for someone?'

"Holy Crap, Lucas. Don't every scare me like that again.' She said and playfully slapped Lucas on the shoulder. He just stood there and laughed which made her laugh too. When their laughter passed they caught their breaths and were finally able to speak.

'So where are Bevin and Skillz?'

'Already on the dance floor.' He replied pointing to the two who were really hitting it. They both laughed. They stood there in silence both not knowing what to say. After A few minutes Brooke got tired of it.

'Do you want to go dance, Broody?' She asked.

Lucas flinched at his nickname. He hadn't been called that since…since…they were together. 'Sure' he replied grinning.

'Brooke toke his hand and he followed her as they made their way to the dance floor. Brooke let go of his hand and started dancing. A few songs passed by but neither realized it. They would sometimes glances looks at each other and would smile. A slow dance came up and they both awkwardly got in position. They were really only friends but sometimes it just felt good to hold each other especially since they haven't seen each other for about a year and half. Lucas had his hand around her waist while her were mostly on his shoulders. The song didn't last long because right after another song with a pretty good beat came back on. Both Lucas and Brooke felt pretty tired since they have been dancing for about half-an-hour. They went to sit on the bar.

'That was fun.' Lucas said breaking the ice. Brooke was about to say something but the bartender interrupted her.

'What can I get for you guys?'

'I'll take a coke.'

'Me too.' Brooke said. Lucas looked at her surprised.

'What?'

'Brooke Davis not drinking at a party? This is new.' He said. Brooke shrugged her shoulders. 'I figured, new school; new me. Nobody from here knows about me being a party girl, well except for you, Skillz and Bevin. I mean what is the use of it. Getting drunk and getting a hangover the next morning.'

'Wow. Never thought I would hear that coming from you.'

'Shut up.' Brooke slapped him playfully on the shoulder again. They sat in silence drinking their drinks, until this blond girl came up to Lucas.

'You wanna dance sexy?' She asked.

'Ummm…' Lucas glanced at Brooke. Brooke simply mouthed go. 'Sure.' The blond grabbed his hand and they headed to the dance floor. Brooke looked at them in digusted, until she realized that that is what she was doing just a few minutes ago. She saw the bartender pass by and called out for him.

'Get me the strongest thing you've got. And keep them coming.' The bartender nodded and went to go get her drink. She still loved Lucas, she never stopped and seeing him dancing with this blond and having a girlfriend just made her jealous. She was scared to admit it though. She didn't know why but she didn't want to go back being the girl that she was when she was with him. They did both change but what if they became the people they were before? Brooke just pushed those thoughts out of her head and drank her drink which the bartender just brought. Lucas stopped dancing with the girl after one song but he went to go and talk to a group of friends. Brooke was probably at her fifth drink and was pretty drunk.

The bartender approached her as she finished another drink. 'I think you've had enough for tonite.'

'You're not my dad so just get me another drink, god dammit.' Brooke snapped.

The bartender raised his hands and defeat and went to go get her another drink.

The bartender brought her another drink and left. Just when Brooke was going to take another sip, Lucas sat beside her.

'Hey.' He said.

'Hi.' She said seductively. Lucas could smell her breath and knew she was drinking. He saw the bartender pass by and asked him a question.

'How many of these has she drank?'

'I would say about six. I tried to stop her but she wouldn't listen.' He said.

'Ok, Thanks.' Lucas looked over at Brooke who was laughing for no reason. 'Ok, come on.' He said grabbing her arm and laying it over shoulder to help her walk. He had to say that Brooke was pretty funny when she was drunk but tomorrow when she was going to be whining about her hangover it won't be as pretty. He arrived at her dorm and fetched her key in her pockets. He laid her down toke off her jeans and sandals. He also toke off all of her jewelry and was about to leave when she called out for him.

'Luke…' She said half-asleep.

'Go to sleep.'

'Thank you.'

'No problem.' Lucas grabbed the knob.

'Wait…come here.' Lucas headed beside her and bent down so he was at her eye level. She grabbed the back of his head and kissed him. Tongue started to get involved and Brooke had her hand under his shirt. Lucas pulled away realizing who he was kissing.

'I'm sorry Brooke. I can't-------' He started but was cut off by Brooke.

'I love you.'