Isn't this just weird? Me, posting another update not long after the last one was just posted. 'Cause it seems pretty weird for me. :D Some how it just seems if I post these chapters it will make me write the new ones faster. Well, maybe. Anyway, I hope ya'll are doing good. I'm wonderful. Todays been wonderful. Lost is on tonight, and that makes me happy. Anyway this is chapter 12 part 2. There is going to be about 4 parts to it. Maybe even 5. I'm not sure 'cause I haven't writen that far yet. I hope you enjoy this chapter, and please remember that reviews are love, and you will be loved if you review. :D

- Brittany

Quote of the day " (Undoing some girls belt to try it on) Just because I'm a rockstar doesn't mean I'll fuck you!" - Mr. Peter Wentz.

Just thought I'd share that random, awesome, funny ass quote with you all. :D

No on with the chapter ...

My alarm went off at 9 am. I groaned the slapped my hand to the snooze button. I knew I had things that needed to be done today. It was just far to early. So I just laid there resting for a little longer. But of course the snooze doesn't let you snooze every long. The alarm went off again. This time Pete reached over me and turned it off.

"Why must you set that thing for so early?" He said putting his head back on his pillow. His eyes still shut.
I sighed. "I have things to do today. Gotta get a early start. Even though most people don't consider 9 am a early start."

Pete rolled over and looked at me. "Well its good thing we aren't most people then." He said with a smile pulling me into a kiss. When our lips parted he asked "So what do you have to do that involves this early start?"

I eased back into my pillow. "I have to make sure all the decorations are up, make sure all the food gets to the club, make sure I don't loose my mind, and get ready with Brooke." I said in one long breath.

"Do you need any help?"

I gave him a kiss then got out of the bed. "No. That's what Brookes for." I gave him a smile. "I'm going to take a shower." I grabbed my robe then turned around to point my finger at him. "You stay there."

He gave me a smirk. "What ever do you mean?"

"I know you were going to get up and surprise me in the shower."

"I don't know what your talking about." He said with a smirk

I shook my head. "Uh huh. I bet you don't."

Everything was going perfect. It was 5:30 pm all the food arrived the decorations we set up. Everything was absolutely perfect. Except the fact that I couldn't find Brooke. I already looked everywhere. She was no where to be found. But I figured since Lucas showed up earlier that he has something to do with her mysterious disappearance. I plopped down into a chair and closed my eyes. I blew out a long hot breath. I was trying to relax a little. But I wasn't really too successful with that. I was just about to drift to sleep when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out and smiled when I saw who was calling.

I flipped it open and before I had a chance to say a word he was already talking. "How's the most beautiful girl in the world?"

I smiled. Then said "It depends. What do you want?"

Pete chuckled. "Oh how you know me."

I chuckled back. "Seriously, what do you want?"

"My mom has to leave tonight at 9pm. So would you mind coming to dinner with us in about a half hour?"

My mouth fell open. "A half hour? Pete I look like a mess. I can't get ready in time." I said in one breath.

Pete took a long breath. "Peyton, please? My mom wont be in town for a long time after this. it's the only time. Please, do it for me."

I smiled and eased back into the chair again. "Ok. I'll call Brooke and hopefully find her and see if she'll help me."

"Thank you baby." Pete said in the sweetest tone ever.

"Anything for you. Wait where are we going for dinner? I mean do I have to get all dressed up or can I wear jeans and a T?" I asked him realizing I needed to know how I should dress.

"Its nothing fancy. I mean I'm just wearing jeans and a hoodie. So jeans and a T will be fine."

I smiled. I hated getting dressed up so that was good news. "Alright. I'll meet you at home then?"

"Yeah. See you in a bit. Love ya."

"Love you too." Then I hung up. But I did not put my phone away. I clicked number 3 on the key pad and hit talk. I needed to talk to Brooke right away. Hopefully she will answer her damn phone.

Ring Ring ring.

"Hello?"

I sighed. "Finally! Where have you been?" I said in a frantic voice.

"I'm up stairs with Lucas."

I cringed. I didn't even want to think about what they were doing. "Well get your butt down here. I need you to help me."

"Ok P. Sawyer. What do you need help with?"

I sighed again. This time a harder sigh. "Pete called and said that tonight is the last night his mom will be in town, and that we are suppose to go to dinner with her, in a half hour. So I need your help to get ready."

Brooke chuckled. "He gave you a half hour? Gee he's nice."

"Brooke Davis do not get sarcastic on me. I need your help now get down here."

"Be there in a minute."

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Five shirts and 3 pairs of jeans was all it took until I found the 'perfect' outfit to wear. I went with a plain black V neck shirt, and dark grey skinny jeans. I curled my hair in tight curls. Like I use to junior year. I didn't put much make-up on. But I hardly ever do anyways. I finally found my left Conver and I was ready to go. With 6 minutes to spare I might add.

"Peyton! Are you ready?" Pete yelled up the stairs.

I popped around the corner and made my way down the stairs. Pete stood there with his mouth wide open.
"What? Do I look bad or something?" I asked in a serious tone as I looked myself over.

He shook his head. "Not at all. You look amazing." He smiled at me. "Plus you could never look bad."

I reached the last step then went right into his arms and kissed him.

"Your amazing you know that?" I asked.

"I try." He said in a cocky voice.
I slapped his arm. "Don't be so assure of yourself."

"Hey that hurt!" He said rubbing his arm.

I gave him a sad face. "Oh does the big baby want me to kiss it?"

Pete nodded. I leaned over and kissed his arm. He pushed my face up. "That's not where it hurts. It hurts right here." He said pointing at his lips.

I gave him a smile. "Oh really? Well I better make that feel better?"

After a few minutes we were in full blown make-out session. I pushed away. "Ok if we keep going at the rate we are, we will never make it to dinner."

"I guess your right." He wiped his lips. "I don't have any lip stick on me, do I?"

I laughed and said "Nope."

"Sweet, lets go." He said opening the door.

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When Pete said keep is causal he wasn't lying. I mean you don't have to get too dressed up to go to Izzie's the last time I checked. I laughed so hard when we pulled into the parking lot. I mean I'm getting use to going to these A-list Restaurants and we pull into a Izzie's. I find it refreshing. Like I'm back in Tree Hill. Once we got in Izzie's we found Pete's mom pretty fast. It wasn't really that hard anyway. She was one of the only people in there. Pete slid into the booth then I slid right next to him. He scooted close to me and put his arm around me.

"Mom this is Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer. Peyton, this is my mom." Pete said pointing to both of us as he introduced us.

His mom looked me over. She gave a slight smile. "Peter Lewis! She is way prettier than you let on." She said which caused me to blush.

"Thank you Mrs. Wentz." I told her.

"So are you two ready for pizza?" She asked as she bean to get up to head towards the buffet.

"I sure am." Pete said, almost pushing me out of the booth.

"Geez, honey! Are you hungry or what?" I laughed at him.

Pete's mom laughed too. "Yeah Pete. No need to push your lovely girlfriend out of the booth just for food!"

Did she just call me lovely? And Pete said his mom doesn't like his girlfriends. Psshh, She loves me.

So after about 2 trips to the buffet we were all done eating. The conversations were nice and from what I could see Pete's mom really liked me. Everything was going awesome.

"Woo. I'm stuffed." Pete's mom stated as she rubbed her stomach. "I think its around that time where I have to get going."

"Why don't you just move to California mom? You know you love it here." Pete said.

She shook her head. "If I moved here you wouldn't have a reason to come back to Chicago, would you?" She smiled at him.

"Guess your right."

Pete's mom stood up from the booth, ,me and Pete did the same. "Peyton it was lovely to meet you." She pulled me into a hug. Then moved over to Pete. "She's a keeper Petey." She tried to whisper.

"I know." He stated.

"Alright. I must be on my way now. Goodbye."

"bye mom. Love ya." Pete said, giving his mom a kiss on the keep.

"Love you too. Bye Peyton."

"Goodbye Mrs. Wentz." I told her, waving goodbye.

I turned to Pete once she was gone. "So, do you think she likes me?"

He gave me a big grin. "I think she loves you."