The sun shinned brightly, making my shoulders feel so warm. I looked up, watching the clouds form into shapes. I thought about my life, with Peyton and Lindsay. They would be good, nice, I would think. I had a nice time with Peyton when I was in high school and when I was out of high school. I also loved it when Lindsay was by my side but she left as well. They all left and now they want me back. I felt like I was the second choice in their game that they are playing, I just had to find out what game. They would want to fight for me and then leave when the love is lost. I don't want to be alone again, I was afraid to give my hearts to them. I sat on the bench, watching people run free. The children had cotton candy in their hands, running around, flying kites and playing with their toys. Parents had fun with other parents and talked about how good their life is going. I wanted that, I wanted children of my own. I don't think that I could have that.

"What's with the sad face?" Brooke smirked. She sat next to be on the bleachers, looking out into the distance where the parade was happening. She looked at the smiles on the children faces and smiled with them, she loved to see the joy of others. I was sad about a few things but now that Brooke was here, I felt okay.

"Nothing..." My voice was a little deep, showing how sad I was. "Nothing." I shook my head, clearing my throat. I looked down for a moment and then back at her with a slight laugh. We both chuckled a little, smiling at each other. I loved her smile, it makes something light up inside me. I thought back to when Haley told me about Brooke, about she was hurting just like me.

"I think that we should just leave Tree Hill," I told her, she looked up at me. "It's just killing us to be here." I frowned.

"Your making it kill you. You are letting them hurt you." Brooke said to me, pointing to my heart. "Find someone that makes you happy." Brooke stood up from the bleachers, holding her hand out for me to grab. "Be happy." She demanded, I grabbed her hand and we walked to the parade. It was a long journey but it would only take us a few minutes to get there. We were in this large field with just bright green grass.

"How is the clothing line going?" I changed the subject, catching up with her. It was like we haven't spoken in a few days, not even talking to each other. It seemed like she was getting further and further away from me. Brooke looked down at her coffee in a green cup. "Brooke." I told her, I don't want to stop chasing her dreams because of Peyton or anyone else. She was an amazing fashion designer. "Get your shit together." I teased. Brooke gasped, looking up at me.

"I know your not talking about anyone getting their shit together." Brooke shoved me a little, pushing me away. I relaxed, I couldn't help but smile.

"I'm fine. It's not like I have two girls competing for my heart." I rolled her eyes, Brooke laughed. I pulled her in and placed my arm over her shoulder. She wrapped her arm around my waist.

"How's your book going?" Brooke looked up at me, I should have known that it was coming. I was writing a book but I don't know what I should write about. I looked up, I could see Peyton and Haley talking to each other.

"I don't know what to write about." I said honestly, shrugging my shoulders. Brooke rolled her eyes, chuckling.

"You have thousands of things to talk about and one in particular." Brooke squeezed me.

"What?" I looked down into her hazel eyes.

"The girls fighting for you love and you...you choosing who you want to be with." Brooke said sternly. "If you can't see your future with them, don't pick them." Brooke informed me.

"And what if I see my future with all of them?" I kinked my eyebrow, same as she does.

"That's not possible." Brooke chuckled. "Your either in love with someone or you love them." Brooke told me.

"What's the difference?" I asked her, confused.

"Are you kidding me?" Brooke asked. I shrugged my shoulders. Peyton walked up to use with a evil smirk on her face, I was afraid that she was going to say something to Brooke. Brooke pulled away from, keeping her distance. She didn't seem afraid and her smile didn't move. She seemed so confident, brave.

"You guys look like a couple." Peyton said to both of us.

"Maybe." I joked, I chuckled but none of them did. It became awkward, they all frowned and it seemed like Peyton was getting a little angry that I said that. I looked at them confusedly, wondering what I said was so sensitive. Peyton took in a deep and looked up at me, she smiled.

"Lucas, do you want to take a walk?" Peyton asked me, I looked down at Brooke. She nodded. We left Brooke and Haley to talk, I hope that they figure out what's going on with them. We slowly walked around the parade, getting lost within the crowd. There was silence between us. "So, are you dating Brooke?" Peyton asked suddenly, I looked at her quickly.

"No, I'm not." I told her, bored at the conversation. I didn't meant to be angry at her but I had to. She was treating my best friend like shit and I couldn't just sit here and watch.

"I'm sorry I asked." Peyton looked away, raising her eyebrows. I stopped, she turned around and looked at me.

"I can't do this Peyton." I told her, knowing that I couldn't live with someone like her.

"Wh-" she couldn't make out for words, she looked so heart broken but I had to stand my ground. "What?" She asked me.

"I can't leave Brooke." I shook my head. "I promised, Peyton. I promised." I tried to turn away but she grabbed my hand.

"I'm not telling you leave to Brooke, Lucas." She said, showing her soft side.

"Being with you is making me push Brooke away. I can't do that and your so mean to her, for no reason." I explained, finally telling her the truth. "What your doing to Brooke is wrong and I don't want to be with someone that has so much evil in their heart." I told her. she paused, looking down.

"Okay." Peyton frowned, she looked back up at me. "I was just...hurt, I guess." Peyton said, I could tell that she didn't want to explain it much but I had to understand. "I was pissed to know that my best friend was dating my ex boyfriend." Peyton and I started to walk again.

"Brooke and I are just friends, we never dated..ever." I smiled, Peyton nodded.

"So, I have nothing to worry about?" Peyton looked up at me.

"No, I guess. I don't see Brooke like that." I shrugged my shoulders, looking off into the distance. Peyton turned away and smiled.

"That's good to hear." Peyton smirked.