Hiding? No, I wasn't hiding from Lucas. Avoiding? Yeah, that's a better word. I mean, we kissed—well he kissed me. Was it heat of the moment and he just couldn't control himself? Maybe, he was just trying to shut me up? Why do I feel so happy that he kissed me? Lucas Scott is the enemy—bottom line.

Brooke grabbed her science text book out of her locker and slammed t shut. Her hair flowed from the wind. She tugged to pull her blue sun dress down. Brooke smiled as she saw a familiar face.

"Haley!" Brooke cheered as she rushed towards her friend. She wrapped her arms around her friend and embraced her.

Haley stepped back, almost startled by the embrace. She placed her hands on her hips, "What's going on?"

Brooke exhaled sharply, "We need to talk!"

Haley raised a brow, now concerned, "Okay, tell me after this class. I can't be late today we have a big assignment to do."

Brooke nodded, smiling her magnificent smile—dimples included. She turned on her heel and entered the classroom. She took her seat at the lab table.

Her hazel eyes shot up as she heard his voice. Her heart started to pound and he hands started to get sweaty. Brooke followed him with her eyes.

She turned her head quickly as if she was slapped with such force. He hadn't looked at her, or even acted like she existed.

Brooke ran her fingers through her hair. It hurt. She couldn't comprehend why it hurt her. Was she avoiding him just as much as he was avoiding her?

The kiss—the deadly amazing kiss—was perfect, but it was also a mistake. She had to find out why he had kissed her. It was driving her insane.

Brooke made her way to Haley's locker trying to think of anything but Lucas.

She screamed as she was pulled into the bathroom. "What the hell, Haley!"

"Why did you scream?" she asked innocently. Haley folded her arms across her chest.

Brooke scoffed, "I don't know. You know, maybe it was the fact that I got pulled into a bathroom and I didn't know who it was!"

"We are at school, Brooke. You are so dramatic."

"Haley, you have seen some of the people that go to this school. You would be freaked out," Brooke said as she placed her hands on her hips.

Haley giggled, "True."

Silence fell over them. Brooke contemplated telling Haley. Maybe this was one of those things that was better kept between her and Lucas; a secret mistake that didn't have to come with ridicule.

"Well…" Brooke started nervously, "I have to tell you something—but it's a big secret!"

Haley glared at Brooke, "Tell me!"

"Haley, I mean like this is top secret! Like CIA secret!"

"Oh man, spill!" Haley whined.

"Yesterday, Lucas kissed me!"

Haley exhaled sharply "What?" she looked around the bathroom. "Are you kidding me? Where are the cameras? Am I on Punk'd? Oh, man, I hope! Ashton Kutcher is gorgeous!"

Brooke giggled, "Haley, I am serious! I sware on Johnny Depp!"

Haley scoffed, "What the hell!"

"Yeah he kissed me and now he acts like I don't exist!"

Haley shook her head in shock and raised a brow, "Why do you care that he acts like you don't exist?"

"I don't!" Brooke said quickly.

Haley gasped, "Brooke, you like Lucas Scott!"

Brooke's stomach flopped. She ran her fingers through her hair, spinning in circles. Haley was right, she did like him.

She turned to face her friend, "What's wrong with me?"

"You've got Scott Fever," Haley said softly.

Brooke shook her head. how could she like someone like Lucas Scott? He wasn't the brightest, or the smartest, guy in the world. Now, she really had to find out why he had kissed her.

Lucas was talking to Peyton Sawyer and this upset Brooke. She took a deep breath and crossed the courtyard towards him. Peyton eyed her as she approached them.

"Can I help you?" Peyton hissed as she flipped her hair over her shoulders.

Brooke glared at her, she wasn't in the mood, "Can I talk to Lucas for a second?"

Peyton glanced at Lucas, waiting for him to nod approvingly, "Sure."

Brooke waited until she had left to talk to Lucas, "Avoiding me?"

Lucas raised a brow, "What?"

"Why have you been avoiding me?" she repeated loudly.

Lucas chuckled, "Because I don't acknowledge you for one day, means I am avoiding you?"

Brooke's blood boiled, here's the jackass Scott, "Why did you kiss me?"

He paused for a second as if contemplating what to say, "Just felt like it—I guess."

"Really!" she yelled.

Brooke wanted to scream. He just kissed her just for the hell of it! She had feelings for him and this is how he treated her. Hell no! Brooke laughed quietly at herself. Lucas wouldn't like her, she wasn't his type.

"Why are you so upset?" he questioned.

"No reason," she said holding back tears, "I thought you were different—the kiss was different!"

She turned and began to walk away. She couldn't let him see her crying. Lucas chased after her and grabbed her arm, turning her. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight against his chest.

Brooke looked up at him. Her hazel eyes collided with his blue eyes. His hand cupped her face, pulling it closer to his. He bent his head and kissed her. It was a soft passionate kiss.

They pulled away after a moment. Brooke felt more confused than ever. Lucas jumped as his phone alarm went off. Brooke looked at him.

"I have to go to practice. Go to the game and we can talk after!" he called as he rushed to the gym.

Brooke stood silent. Now, it wasn't just one kiss that she had to decode, it was two.

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