Chapter 8
"Hey, Brooke, what's going on with you nowadays? I barely see you anymore." Lucas called to Brooke as he jogged to catch up with her in the hall.
Brooke jumped when she heard his voice. Lucas could see that she had been preoccupied with something else as she walked to her next class. "You see me everyday in school, Lucas. Besides, don't you have Peyton to hang all over? Whoops, I mean hang out with?" she said.
Lucas winced, "Ouch. That's not what I meant. We don't talk anymore, we don't hang out anymore."
"Well, how are we supposed to when you're always around Peyton? You used to fun, what happened to that Lucas? What happened to the Lucas I used to know?"
"Peyton's my girlfriend, Brooke. She's allowed to be around me. Didn't we agree to be friends?"
"Whatever. How are we supposed to be friends when all you do is hang around her? Apparently, you've moved on to someone better than me, so why are you still trying to make this work?"
"Just because we're not together doesn't mean that we can't be friends like we were before."
"Reality check, Lucas. Let's think for a minute here. You were my boyfriend. Peyton was my best friend. You kissed her, not once, but twice. She fell in love with you, stabbing me in the back. You are now dating her, and I have to see you making out everyday in school, while I'm am trying to control my gag reflex. I said this to Peyton, and I'll say it to you. It can't be like before, don't you get it? I've moved on, and you have too, so stay out of my life."
Brooke turned on her heel and walked away from Lucas. Lucas just stood there, dumbfounded, wondering who Brooke had moved on to.