Brooke Davis sat down in class pulling out her English book. She was pissed at Nathan and a little mad at Lucas. She sighed, running her fingers through her hair.
"Hey," a voice said from behind.
Brooke turned to face him, "What do you want?"
He sat beside her, "Look, I want to talk about yesterday."
"Yesterday is over. I don't want to talk about your jackass brother. Thank you for defending me, but just leave me alone."
He placed a hand on her shoulder, "Why are you mad at me? I defended you!"
She laughed shaking her head, "You are a totally different person than I thought you were!"
Lucas scoffed, "What the hell is your problem? I didn't do anything to you!"
Brooke put her bag in her purse, "Just leave me alone!"
She stood up and sat in a desk in the back. She felt bad for going off on him. But she wasn't going to hang out with someone whose brother had humiliated her.
Brooke Davis groaned as her car began to smoke.
"Seriously?" she mumbled.
With a sigh of frustration, she exited the car. She opened the hood and began to cough. A cloud of smoke engulfed her. Scratching her head, she pulled out her phone. Surely someone could come get her.
A red truck pulled in front of her. Brooke smiled as she approached the tow truck.
"I knew there was someone that likes me up there!" she said with a giggle. She quickly grabbed her purse.
She scoffed as she saw Lucas jump out of the truck. I take that back. No one likes me up there!
"Need some help?" he asked.
She looked into his blue eyes to see if he was joking, he wasn't, "Well, my car is smoking, so, yeah I need help!"
He chuckled, "Maybe, you blew something. Come on, I'll give you a ride."
Brooke looked at him like he was insane. Why would she let him drive her anywhere?
"Brooke," Lucas said as he connected the car to the truck, "I'm all you've got right now."
"Unfortunately," she said got in the passenger seat. She slammed the door. This was the worst day ever.
He joined her in the truck and began to drive, "Hey, this is just like the scene in Star Wars where Darth Vader and Anakin bond."
She raised a brow, "What?"
"I thought all nerds were into Star Wars?" he questioned.
She scoffed offended, "Now, we are into stereotyping! For someone who is not a nerd, you seem to know your Star Wars."
He was silent. Brooke smiled. She had to think of something before he did.
"Besides, doesn't Darth Vader lose an arm when Anakin cuts it off?" she shot back.
Lucas placed one hand on the wheel, "Then, I tell you that I am your father."
"Yeah, you're my daddy," she replied through clenched teeth.
"That sounds sexual, Davis," he said with a wink.
Brooke slouched in her seat. Did he have a comeback for everything? She propped her head up against the window. Can I click my heels together and say that I want to go home?
She had waited an hour for Lucas to tell her what was wrong with her car. in that time, she had finished her homework and proof read her essay.
Brooke glanced at the clock. 6:30.
Lucas emerged out of the garage in a jumpsuit, a very form fitting one at that. He was covered in grease, but why did that make her feel weak in the knees?
She stood up quickly, "Well?"
"I need to keep it over night," he said pulling a rag out from his pocket. He wiped the sweat off of his forehead.
Brooke glared at him, "Are you kidding me!"
"No?" he said quickly. Lucas ran his fingers through his hair, "I mean, unless you want to ride home and explode before you get there. Then how would you get into your dream college?"
She flung her purse over her shoulder, "Why are you such a jerk!"
He chuckled, "What? The fact that I'm looking out for your safety makes me a jerk?"
She rolled her eyes, "It's like you find ways to make my life horrible!"
Brooke was glad they were the only ones at the garage. She didn't want to make a scene where people could gawk at her. Lucas stepped towards her.
"Aren't we being a little dramatic?"
"Hardly! I hate you!" she roared. Tears burned her eyes.
His face softened, "Look, don't cry, but I don't understand why you are going all insane right now. Are you on your period or something?"
Her teeth clenched and her blood boiled, "Excuse me!"
"You are a psycho!" he snapped backing away from her. He turned around and started to walk away.
She wiped her eyes and pulled his arm, turning him around, "You tell me that I don't live and criticize my work ethics—even my dreams. Tell me that the only people on the planet that understand me are geeks, nobodies. You get under my skin and I have no clue—"
Lucas leaned in and kissed her. Brooke felt a jolt of electricity run through her. Her lips moved rhythmically with hers.
After a moment she backed away, "why…."
AN: I PROMISE to update next week. Review and get a spoiler
Coming up: what just happened. Brucas?