"Oh, ha ha. Another 3-pointer?" Ellie says smugly. "Hmm, I think that means I win."
"Dude shut up." Jamie says, chucking the ball at the hoop.
Tires screech nearby and both teens look up to see Dylan Scott and his friend Danny speeding down the block and stopping right in front of the house. He gets out, slamming the door and walks coolly over to Jamie.
"Where's Nathan?" He asks gruffly, ignoring Ellie purposely.
"Not here." Jamie says. He shouldn't hate his cousin, but Dylan's an asshole.
"Whatever." He says walking back to the car and speeding off.
"Well. He doesn't say much, does he." Ellie says, laughing as she makes another perfect shot.
ransom notes keep
falling out your mouth
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speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a
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all those years
they
were here first
"Man, was that your sister?" Danny Vogel says as they speed down the block in Dylan's car.
"Don't call her that."
"Whatever she is, she's a fox" He laughs. "Me-oww."
"Number 1, foxes don't meow. 2, you're an idiot, and 3, get out we're at your house." Dylan barks.
Danny gets out of the car laughing as it speeds off.
"Lucas what's the big deal?"
"The big deal? Why do you want to go to lunch with her? You've known her since you were 10!" Lucas spits. He's sick of Peyton always bringing up Brooke.
"Exactly Luke. You know, you always told me that your worst fear was becoming Dan. Well open your fucking eyes Lucas! You're worse."
"Whatever, Peyton. I'm going out, I'll be back later."
Lucas Scott walks slowly to the only safe place he's ever known. He doesn't expect anyone to be there, the place is old and worn. He spies a head of dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes, ones he sees in the mirror every morning. He stops and stares at her for a little as she turns to make a free throw and takes a step when her back is tuned.
"What are you doing here?" She asks quietly, not having to turn around to know who it is.
"Same thing you're doing." He answers. He doesn't have to be Dan. It's his life.
She stares at her father intensely for a little and Lucas can't help but notice the look of pure hatred in her eyes and the single tear that slips down her dimpled cheek.
She chucks the ball towards him and turns to leave. Ellie walks a few steps and turns around again.
"I hate you." She says calmly. "Dad."
So maybe not being like Dan Scott is a little harder than he thought.
--
"I saw Lucas today." Ellie says, sitting at the dinner table with Brooke.
"Oh. Did he say anything to you?" She asks nonchalantly, taking a bite of her french fry.
"Not really. I told him I hated him though."
"Do you?" Brooke asks, more serious this time.
"Do you Mom?"
It's about 11 when Brooke picks up her phone. She dials the number she's always know by heart and waits for an answer from a voice she hasn't heard in years.
"Hello?" He says quickly.
"Luke." She says, her voice cracking. "What, what happened to us?"
"We're all we got left now. If we don't have each other, then we ain't got nothing."
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