A/N: Wow. I seriously didn't think that many would have reviewed or even remembered. But thank you all so much! :D Anyways, here we go and continue with the story. I'm going to provide a summery below for those of you who don't feel like re-reading the whole thing. xD Don't worry. I get lazy too. Lmfao. I would've totally updated sooner but this weekend was, well, I hung out with my crush on Satuday for three hours and after that I felt like I was on Cloud Nine. -dreamy sigh; OKAY, ENOUGH OF THAT. -stops before I gush all over again;

Summery: So, so far, we've found out the following: Peyton left Lucas at the alter before they got married. Lucas, of course, falls into his depressed/broody mode he always goes into. Brooke manages to get him out and cheer him up a bit before they get a call and find out Peyton's in the hospital. We find out that Peyton's gotten hit by a car and she ended up losing the baby she was carrying. Peyton reveals that she cheated on Lucas with Jake for a month before the wedding. Lucas being the last to find out. Brooke and Lucas have a fight in Naley's home before both storming out. Brooke starts to realize she's still got feelings for Lucas and Lucas somewhat does. Then after an argument in Brooke's store, the two end up outside in the rain and revealing their feelings to each and they get together. Back at Lucas' place, they agree to keep their relationship a secret for now over a dinner of Oreos and milk.

Last Time: He smiled widely and took my hand that he hadn't let go of yet, brought it up to his lips and kissed the back of my hand. "I love you too, Brooke Davis." He said and I grinned widely, as wide as I ever have even if I already knew he loved me and then I continued eating my cookies, enjoying him there. Enjoying the fact that we were together, and above all, enjoying that he loved me. I finally had my Prince Charming back and no one could take him away from me again.

Sneaky Doesn't Work

Brooke's POV:

It's been almost a month since Lucas and I started our relationship - again. A whole month of stolen kisses, cherished moments, and secret meetings. Why secret, one may ask? Well, Lucas and I decided it was best to keep our status a secret. And why the reason for that? It was too early. Too early to let everyone know about us. And by everyone, I mean Peyton. Yes, Peyton's my best friend, but this is Lucas. This is the man we fought over for years. The man who stole both our hearts. The one who was about to marry Peyton and have her kid. That is, before she wound up in the hospital and the baby was gone.

Yeah, it was best not to tell.

Of course, I was dying to tell Haley. Haley may not be Peyton, but she was still a close friend. When we were roomates, we got closer. So close that I felt comfortable telling her things I couldn't tell Peyton. And I probably would've ran to her house after the first night we spent together - and no, nothing of the sexual matter happened. I was surprised too. - but I just couldn't. Not only was she was one of my best friends, but she was also Lucas' best friend. I knew she wouldn't be happy to find out we haven't told her yet, but I couldn't risk her knowing. She'd probably tell Nathan and then he'd probably end up spilling it to Jamie and if Jamie ever saw Peyton, he'd probably spill it to her. Okay, maybe not that bad. But it was bound to get out and I wanted to be the one to tell Peyton. Not anyone else and not by letting something slip. I wanted to tell her on purpose, in person, when the time was right.

The only question was if there would ever be a right time.

The sound of my front door opening brought me out of my thoughts and aware of my surroundings. It was around three in the afternoon and I wasn't expecting anyone. I tensed before I realized it was probably just Sam getting home from school. Right on cue, the younger brunette I had taken in entered the kitchen, where I happened to be, and proceded to take something to drink out of the fridge without so much as a word to me.

"Hey, Sam." She didn't answer. "How was your day?" I tried.

"You know what I really hate?" She didn't pause to wait for an answer. "Snobs."

"Yeah. I had a pretty good day too, thanks."

Sam sighed and took a seat at the counter, placing her drink in front of her before she looked up at me. "Sorry. It's just... How did you do it?" She suddenly asked.

I knitted my eyebrows together and cocked my head to the side. "What do you mean?"

"How did you survive high school? I mean, all those snobs, the jocks. All the cliques. No wonder there's such a high rate of dropouts that's increasing." I cracked a smile. High school. Wow. That seemed forever ago, didn't it? High school brought back memories. Prom - Yikes, that was a scary one -, Clean Teens, Lucas. Yeah, he was a major part there. Sam cleared her throat. "Hello? Earth to Brooke? What's with that goofy grin you got going on?"

I wiped any trace of a smile off my face and shook my head. I really should control myself. But when it came to the elder Scott, some things just couldn't be helped. Like foolishly grinning like Goofy for instance. "Nothing. You asked about high school?" She nodded. "Well, to tell you the truth, I probably was one of the snobs. Back then, I was head cheerleader and for a while, I was known as, well, a whore." Sam cracked a smile and started laughing. I chuckled and nudged her softly. "It's not funny. Anyways, that was a long time ago. I stopped my Junior year. I think I did most of my changing that year."

"How come?"

Why did I change? I think everyone knew that. That was the year Lucas joined the Ravens; the year him and Haley - along with Mouth and Skillz, somewhat - basically joined our inner rankings. That was the year everyone changed. Nathan became a better person, I stopped being a whore, Peyton started being less emo. I really don't know how much we affected the other Scott brother and his best friend considering I didn't know them then, but I'm guessing it was significant. "Because I met some people." I simply said and gave her a smile.

"People like Lucas?" Sam was smirking. My eyebrow raised.

"Yes, people like Lucas." I grinned.

"Are you seeing him?" I think I was lucky not to have gotten anything to drink or else it would've been all over the younger girl in front of me if I had. "Wha-What are you talking about?" I spluttered.

Sam smirked and gave me a knowing look. "You heard me."

I shook my head. "N-No." I stammered. "Where did you get such an idea?"

This time it was Sam's turn to raise her eyebrow. "You two may have everyone else fooled, but I see the way you two look at each other when you think no one's looking. Well, I'm looking. Don't worry, I'm not going to tell anyone. Seems like you want this secret. But you could do a better job of sneakful glances." She commented while taking her drink and slipping off the stool. "I'm just saying." She grinned a mischevious grin before disappearing off to her room.

"I'm not seeing Lucas!" I called and that was, poorly, the only thing I could think to say.

W.I.I.L.I.S.B.

"Sam asked me today if we were seeing each other." I commented to Lucas later that day. After my little spat with Sam - not really a spat. More of conversation that only she really took part of while I sat there, mouth agape - I had paced around my room for a while. I had planned on calling Lucas and telling him then, but it probably wasn't a good idea. Not only was Sam good at sneaking and eavesdropping on conversations, but it wasn't that important, was it? I mean, it was Sam and she had said that she would keep the secret. Even with my pathetic attempt to deny it, I was pretty sure the mini-me was already aware of what was going on around her. She seemed pretty confident, at least.

And she probably guessed my whereabouts when I had told her at seven I was heading out and not to wait up - that was an hour ago. She had given me a knowing look, a smirk, and said, "Yeah, alright." To which I responded in rolling my eyes and heading out. Girl was good because I was indeed heading to my secret boyfriend's house. He had invited me over for a dinner he was going to prepare himself. Pretty special, eh?

Lucas raised his blue orbs up at me from the tomatoes he was cutting up and raised his eyebrows. "What did you tell her?" He didn't seem too alarmed, but his shoulders did seem to tense up a bit.

"I told her we weren't." I replied shyly. I hated lying and, even if I knew Lucas was along with the plan to keep our relationship a secret, I hated to admit that I had said we weren't. "However, I think she wasn't convinced. But before you say anything," He had opened his mouth to speak - probably something about convincing her I was right. "She said she was going to keep it a secret. Of course, I didn't tell her anything, but she said she would. Also, she mentioned we should be more sneaky with our glances at each other when we think others aren't looking." At this, Lucas started to chuckle and went back to cutting, which I saw as a sign that there wasn't going to be any more tension.

"You sure she said we? I was thinking she meant you." He smirked.

"What's that supposed to mean?" My hands placed themselves on my hips as I turned to look at him.

Lucas simply shook his head, smile on his lips, and dropped the tomatoes into the bowl that contained a salad - now complete with the red vegetables. Or were they fruit? I never really got the difference. "Nothing." He said and when he stayed quiet I thought that was all he was going to say. I began to open my mouth to talk when he spoke once more. "I'm just saying that you aren't that sneaky with your glances towards me." He shot me a grin.

I scoffed. "Me? Well it wasn't my fault that Jamie almost caught us kissing last week." We had been out to dinner with our Godson when it happened. Nathan and Haley decided they wanted to have a date and, of course, Lucas and I said we would take care of him. We had been out at Chuck E. Cheese's to let the kid have some fun. Jamie had gone off to play and when we decided he couldn't see us, of course, Lucas went and kissed me. That kiss was starting to turn into more kisses before I heard an "Aunt Brooke!" We quickly had broken apart in time because Jamie was in front of us in the next second. "I gotta go to the bathroom." And that was the end of it. Weather he saw anything or not, we still don't know.

He laughed softly and shook his head. "I couldn't help it."

"Oh sure. Because Chuck E. Cheese's is such a romantic place that you felt you had to kiss me, huh? A mouse on stage singing, kids screaming, the smell of pizza in the air. Cloud Nine, right?" As much as I tried, I couldn't keep the smile off my face.

"Well, with you there, yes." He gave me a cheesy grin.

I hit his arm gently but couldn't help the blush that creeped on my skin. "You're such a kiss-ass." I told him before leaning up to kiss him. He, of course, returned the kiss and soon, dinner was forgotten about. There was only the two of us. Our lips touching, my hands had gone to his neck and were going on their own accord to his hair. His hands were on my waist and back, roaming around that area. I had a feeling this was probably heading to his bedroom - if we hadn't heard an audiable gasp.

The kissing stopped but we stood right where we were. My head turned and as soon as I caught sight of who it was, my eyes widened like a deer caught in headlights. I snuck a glance to Lucas and saw that his expression mirrored mine. Turning back, I tried to form words but they would come out until I finally untangled myself from Lucas.

"H-Haley. What are you doing here?"

But she didn't have time to reply because as soon as the words left my lips, I took in the other person there with her.

Peyton.

A/N: DUNDUNDUUUUNNNN. -le gasp; PEYTON SAW. :O Sorry if this chapter isn't as long as my other ones were. I just had to get something up and since the last chapter was a fluff, I decided against making this one a fluff one. And trust me, after my weekend, I REALLY wanted to make a fluff one. xD OKAY, THAT'S ALL.

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