She just wants to
Fall in love again
She's broken like an angel
-Crossfade

xxxx

"I'll be fine mom," the blonde muttered as her mother pulled her in for a hug. "It's not like I'm in kindergarten. I'm just starting at a new school."

"I know that Sawyer, I just don't want your first day to be horrible. I'm nervous for you," Peyton replied as she released her daughter from the tight grip that she had on her.

"Don't be. I'll be just fine."

"Ready?" her father questioned as he stepped into the foyer with his car keys in hand and gave his wife a chaste kiss on the lips.

"As I'll ever be," Sawyer mumbled with the roll of her eyes.

"Be careful honey and have fun!" Peyton called after her daughter as they disappeared out the front door.

"Yes mom." God, her mother could be so annoying sometimes.

Sawyer noted that Tree Hill High School was nothing in comparison to the large fancy private school she'd attended back in LA as her father pulled up in front of his former High School.

"I have some good memories at this place. And some bad ones," her father chuckled. "And I know that you'll love it here just as much as I did.

"Bye dad," she waved at her father as she stepped out of the silver Mercedes and gave the school a once over. It was small and she guessed that the student population did not exceed over 300.

"I'll be here to pick you up at three thirty," he yelled back as she nodded and started walking towards the school.

Kids stared at her as she walked aimlessly, getting lost in the sea of people. She was looking for the front office and had no clue where it was. It amazed her that even in a school of this size it was still hard to find things when you're new.

She turned her head and her body collided with another, sending her books flying everywhere.

"I'm so sorry. Let me get those for you," an overly cheery female voice offered as Sawyer bent down to collect her books.

"I've got them," she grumbled firmly as she looked up to be met with a brunette of about average height. There was something familiar about her. It was the eyes. They had a striking resemblance to her own. She got up and brushed herself off, "Watch where you're walking next time," she hissed coldly as she stalked off in the other direction.

"Bitch," she heard the girl mumble as she turned and headed in the other direction.

"Are you lost?" a masculine voice suddenly asked and Sawyer turned to stare into the eyes of a very handsome boy with shaggy light brown hair and sky blue eyes.

"Uh… yeah, I'm looking for the office," she managed to get out as the boy smiled at her.

"Well you're not too far from it. I can take you there if you want," he shrugged, his smile widening. God he was gorgeous.

She nodded and followed behind him as he chatted away. She wasn't really listening to him, just staring at him and admiring his good looks.

"And here we are," he grinned, turning the final corner and pointing towards the office.

"Thanks."

"No problem. I was headed there anyways," he replied back as he walked into the office and began talking to the secretary. She nodded and handed him something then he went and sat down in one of the chairs.

"Can I help you?" the middle aged brunette secretary asked, directing her attention towards Sawyer.

"Yeah, I'm new here and I would like to get my schedule and stuff," she answered, scratching the back of her neck with her hand.

"Of course. Name please?"

"Sawyer Scott."

The lady nodded and turned back to her computer, which she began typing away on.

"Okay, here you go," she smiled handing Sawyer her schedule and a locker combination. "The combo is 12-2-25 and you are in locker number 211. You can gather your needed text books at the library and feel free to stop by and ask any questions if needed. Do you need anyone to show you around?"

Sawyer shook her head, "I'll be fine and thank you."

The lady nodded her head and called out, "next."

"So what class do you have first?" the boy who had showed her the office asked as he got up from his chair.

She glanced at the schedule in her hands, "History with Mr. Calver."

"That's what I have too. I can show you the way if you want."

Sawyer nodded. "Sure, I'd like that."

"I'm James by the way but you can just call me Jamie. Most people do," he smiled coyly as he extended his hand out to hers.

"Sawyer," she replied, accepting his gesture.

"Well it's nice to meet you Sawyer. So where are you from?"

"Los Angeles."

"Wow. That must be a big adjustment moving from LA to the small town of Tree Hill," he chuckled as they walked.

She nodded. "Tell me about it."

"So what exactly brings you here?"

"My dad got transferred here and he also grew up in this town so he thought it would be cool to move back."

"Nice," he grinned as they turned the corner and headed straight into a classroom.

"Mr. Calver!" Jamie yelled out as a middle aged man with wiry framed glasses and grey hair turned to look at them.

"Yes James?"

"This is Sawyer. She's new here."

He smiled and stuck his hand out for Sawyer to shake, "I'm Mr. Calver and welcome to my junior history class. You can sit anywhere you like as there is no assigned seating in this class."

Sawyer nodded and handed him the admittance slip of paper she'd gotten from the office. He looked over it and smiled approvingly.

Sawyer followed Jamie as he took a seat near the back of the room and dropped his books onto the desk. She took the seat across from him and slipped into the desk.

The bell sounded and kids shuffled into their seats. Jamie sent Sawyer a quick smile and she grinned back. Already Jamie was making her first day at Tree Hill High much more bearable.

"Class we have a new student named Sawyer. She will be joining us from now on," Mr. Calver announced as he stood at the front of the class. "Please do everything that you can to make her feel welcome here."

He started roll call and began calling names out. "James Baker."

"Here," Jamie yelled back as he turned around to talk to the kid across the aisle from him.

He called a few more names and Sawyer sat in her seat waiting for her name to be called.

"Sophia Davis." No answer. "Sophia Davis," he called again and he browsed around the room before moving on.

"Jenny Jagielski," he hollered. Again no reply. "Jenny Jagielski," he tried again, getting the same empty response. "Those two had better not be skipping my class," he chuckled as he moved on.

"Sawyer Scott." Sawyer raised her hand and mumbled a small incoherent here as Mr. Calver checked her off his attendance sheet.

"Alright class, let's begin." A knock at the door interrupted the class from their lesson as Mr. Calver got up to answer it.

Two girls stood at the door. One of them was a tall blonde with green eyes and the other was the girl Sawyer had bumped into earlier today.

"Mrs. Davis, Mrs. Jagielski. It's so nice of you to grace us with your presence," Mr. Calver smirked sardonically as the two girls rolled their eyes in unison and made their way towards their seats.

The blonde took a seat in front of Jamie and the other stood before Sawyer, glaring at her ominously.

"You're in my seat," she hissed, her glare cold and harsh as she scowled at Sawyer.

Sawyer just smirked, "I don't see your name on it."

"Actually it is." She rudely pointed towards the name that was scrawled across the desktop in pencil.

Sawyer briskly reached for her eraser and rid it from the desk. "Not anymore it's not."

"Mrs. Davis please sit down you are interrupting my lesson," Mr. Calver growled sternly from the front of the classroom.

"But Mr. C she's sitting in my spot," Sophia whined as she pouted at Mr. Calver.

"Like I said there are no assigned seats in this classroom. First come, first serve so you will just have to sit somewhere else Mrs. Davis. Next time don't be late and you just might get your spot," he winked as the fuming brunette plopped her body down in the desk behind Sawyer.

Throughout the whole class she could practically feel Sophia's eyes burning a hole through the back of her head and it was hard to concentrate. The whole class was a blur and Sawyer had never been more relieved to hear the bell sound. The Sophia girl slammed her books shut and stomped out of the classroom faster than anyone else in the room with her blonde friend hot on her tail. What the fuck crawled up her ass and died?

"What do you have next?" Jamie asked, breaking Sawyer from her thoughts.

"Math with Mrs. Jones," Sawyer replied as she glanced at her schedule.

"I have health next block but I can take you to Mrs. Jones' classroom. It's right beside where I have to be."

Sawyer nodded and followed Jamie towards her next class. "Wanna have lunch with me and my friends?" he suddenly asked as they stopped in front of the math classroom.

"I'd like that."

"Alright, see you after class," he smiled as he disappeared into the room across the hall.

The rest of the morning went by quickly and by lunchtime Sawyer was starving. She entered the cafeteria and browsed around for Jamie. She caught sight of him waving his arms at her like an idiot. Beside him was that blonde Jenny chick and there were 2 vacant seats.

She made her way over to the table and smiled shyly as she sat next to Jamie.

"How was the rest of your day?" he asked as he bit into his sandwich.

"Good so far," she smiled back as he took her lunch out of her backpack.

"Hey babe."

Sawyer looked up and saw Sophia sink down into the other chair beside Jamie and give him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Jenny," she smiled, waving at her friend who returned the greeting with a mouthful of food.

"What is she doing here?" Sophia asked with a raised eyebrow as she pointed to Sawyer.

"I invited her."

"And why would you do that?" she laughed rudely.

"Because I felt like it. So how is cheerleading going?" he asked quickly changing the subject.

"Great. We are working on a new routine for tomorrow night's game," she shrugged nonchalantly. "Right Jenny?"

Jenny nodded. "It's gonna be a good one too."

"I was cheer captain back at my old school in LA," Sawyer added to the conversation.

Sophia narrowed her eyes, "Too bad nobody cares. I'm the captain at this school and we don't need any more cheerleaders. The squad is full."

"I wasn't implying that I wanted to be on your squad. I was just trying to be a part of the conversation but if you're going to be a bitch about it…"

"You have some nerve calling me a bitch. I run this fucking school and nobody calls me a bitch. I tried to be nice to you but you just pissed me off," Sophia growled as he stood up, pushing her chair back. "Come on Jenny let's go."

The blonde looked at Jamie and Sawyer apologetically but nodded her head and followed her best friend away from the table.

"What's her problem?" Sawyer laughed once Sophia and Jenny were out of earshot.

Jamie shrugged, "Well you were very hostile to her this morning and you kind of stole her spot in history class."

"Great so now you're defending her. I thought I'd finally made a friend," she grumbled as she stood up to leave.

"No, no I'm not defending her okay?" Jamie insisted as he pulled Sawyer back down. "She can be a bitch sometimes but I love her and I know that it is not okay for her to treat you that way. I'll talk to her okay?"

"Fine," Sawyer mumbled as she continued eating her lunch.

The rest of the day flew by and it was finally time for last block. She had English Lit with Jamie and unfortunately Sophia.

Sawyer rolled her eyes as Jamie and Sophia were making out in the 2 seats in front of her.

"Jamie, Sophia. No PDA in my classroom," a voice boomed and a tiny brunette woman of about 30 walked in.

"Sorry mom," he grinned as he and Sophia pulled apart, much to Sophia's dismay but much to Sawyer's contentment.

"Mom?"

"Yeah, Mrs. James is the English teacher and she's also my mom. Did I forget to mention that?"

"Yeah, I think you left that out," she chuckled as Jamie got up and motioned for Sawyer to follow. Luckily Sophia was engaged deep in conversation with another girl.

"Mom, this is Sawyer. She's new here," Jamie announced to his mother as they approached her desk.

"It's Mrs. James to you when we are in school," she teased Jamie and turned to smile at Sawyer. "It's nice to meet you and you look way too young to be Jamie's mom."

"Well I'm flattered but I was young when I had him so that is probably why," she blushed.

"I understand. My mom was only 19 when she had me."

The bell rang, indicating that it was time for the class to start. "Sawyer, can you drop by after school so that we can go over your previous records and discuss them?"

Sawyer nodded, "sure."

"So how was work today?" Brooke asked her best friend as she sat opposite Haley in Karen's café.

"Work," Haley groaned as she sipped her coffee. "You try teaching a bunch of hormonal teenagers."

Brooke chuckled, "I'm sure that's better than making clothes all day right?"

"Rub it in Penelope," Haley chuckled as she stuck her tongue out at Brooke.

"What did I tell you about using the middle name?"

"Sorry," Haley grinned and as the bell above the door jingled, indicating that there was a customer.

"Haley, can you please get that? I'm sort of busy right now!" Karen hollered from the back.

"One second." Haley excused herself from the table and made her way up to the counter.

"Can I help you?"

A tall blonde woman turned around, "Can I get a… OH MY GOD HALEY?"

"Peyton?" she shrieked, throwing her arms around her old best friend. "God I've missed you. What are you doing here? How have you been? You're married?" she babbled as she grabbed Peyton's hand and examined the ring on it. "Tell me everything."

"Slow down energizer bunny," she laughed as she let go of her friends tight embrace.

"Yes, I'm married. I have been for 15 years and I have a daughter."

"15 years? Who would've thought Peyton would have settled down so early?"

"Well getting pregnant at 18 did the trick," Peyton laughed as Haley drug her over to the table. "I'm here because of my husband's job transfer.

"You're moving here?" Haley squealed like a little kid in a candy shop.

Peyton nodded, "I've been here for a few days already."

"Well I want to meet your kid and your husband. Is he hot?"

"I'll let you be the judge of that when you see him."

Haley plopped down in her chair and motioned for Peyton to sit. Sitting beside her was Brooke Davis. Great.

"Brooke this is my friend Peyton. Peyton this is my friend Brooke," Haley grinned widely as she introduced her two best friends to one another.

"You're the girl from the bar right?" Brooke asked as she eyed Peyton suspiciously.

Peyton nodded, "That would be me and you're Brooke Davis, fashion designer extraordinaire."

"What bar?" Haley jumped in as she looked back and forth between Brooke and Peyton confused.

"Tric. Jake is renting his space in the back out to your friend over here," Brooke answered for her.

"So you're the one renting from Jake?" Haley raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah."

"God I can't believe that you're here and married with a daughter," Haley smiled as she looked over at Peyton. She had missed Peyton more than anything after they parted ways following High School.

"Well if you hadn't left LA with Julian after High School…"

"I know, I know I'm sorry," Haley mumbled as she looked at the ground.

"So how is Julian anyways? I haven't seen him since High School either. I heard he's a big shot movie producer."

"Julian and I are divorced actually," she looked down at her hands, the finger that used to be occupied with a ring now vacant.

"Divorced?" Peyton screeched, "But you and Julian were the meant to be couple. I thought of anyone that dated in High School you two would've made it."

"We got divorced when Jamie was 7. Julian left me. I guess that work was more important to him and our marriage started falling apart so he filed for divorce and left for LA. I'm surprised you haven't run into him yet. Mind you he travels for work so much that he's hardly ever there…" Haley trailed off sadly. Talking about her relationship with Julian was hard because she still loved him and wished that they could be a family again.

"I'm sorry Haley. Does he still come around to be in Jamie's life?"

"They talk on the phone at least 2 times a week if not more and Jamie flies out to LA to spend the summer with his dad. He also visits when he has time off work, so yeah it's not like he just abandoned us or anything and he still sends child support cheques."

"It must be hard," she whispered as she placed a hand on top of Haley's. "I know how much you loved him…"

Brooke's phone rang, breaking the somewhat of an awkward silence that had washed over them.

"Hello."

"Shit. Yeah I'll be there in 5."

"Okay, Okay. Tell Luke that I'll grab the stuff later."

"Okay. Bye I love you too Soph."

Brooke snapped her phone shut and shoved it in her purse. "Sorry Hales but I gotta go. Don't be late for supper tonight and it was nice to meet you Peyton."

"You too," Peyton smiled as Haley nodded.

Brooke was in a hurry as she power walked through the aisles of the grocery store, trying to find all the necessary ingredients for the big barbeque tonight. Jake had to work and Jenny was at home studying but Haley and Jamie would be over and of course Lucas.

She searched through the stack of ribs, trying to decide which ones to buy and when she turned she collided with someone else.

"I'm so sorry," she mumbled, looking up "Peyton hi!" she grinned as she noticed that it was Haley's friend Peyton.

"Uh… hi Brooke. Fancy running into you here," she smiled awkwardly as she shifted her feet back and forth.

"Yeah I was just looking for some ingredients for the supper I'm having tonight. Haley and Jamie will be there. If you want to come you're more than welcome," she offered as she picked up a stack of ribs and threw them in her basket. "Bring the family too. The more the merrier."

"Well I don't think so. I mean we're just getting settled in and whatnot," she mumbled, feeling bad for Brooke because she seemed like such a nice person but considering the circumstances it was not a good idea.

"Hey babe, I found the rice…" a voice called and standing in the middle of the aisle was none other than Nathan Scott himself.

Brooke's eyes widened as she saw him and Nathan dropped the box of rice as he spotted Brooke talking to his wife.

"Brooke…"

"Don't fucking talk to me Nathan," she hissed harshly and looked at Peyton, "You're married to him?"

"Yeah…"

"That explains why you always seem awkward around me. I thought you just didn't like me," Brooke mumbled as Nathan stood there completely lost. "Peyton you can still come over for supper and bring your daughter, it might be nice for them to meet each other but do not bring him."

With that she wrote her address on a piece of paper and handed it to Peyton before walking away.

"You cannot seriously be thinking about going to her house for supper!" Nathan screamed, clearly outraged that Peyton would do such a thing.

"Well maybe it's time that your daughter met her sister," Peyton answered stiffly as she glared at Nathan.

"They are not sisters!"

"Whether you like to admit it or not, yes they are," Peyton bit back. "And I think that Brooke is an extremely nice person so far and why you treated her the way you did is beyond me. I love you Nathan but you're becoming more and more of an asshole every day!"

Nathan was about to protest when Sawyer walked into the room, "Mom when are we having supper? I'm starving and since all you guys do is argue we will probably never get around to eating."

"Actually we're going out for supper right now," Peyton sent Nathan a vindictive smile before turning to her daughter. "Grab your coat."

Sawyer nodded and bounced off to get her jacket as Nathan glared at his wife.

"You can't be serious Peyton? They are not a part of our lives and why you are trying to be nice to them is beyond me."

"Well someone has to right?"

Sawyer returned and followed her mother out the door. "Dad aren't you coming?"

"I wasn't invited," he grumbled harshly as Peyton ushered her daughter out the door.

"I thought it would be fun to have just me and you go out for dinner. I thought we could bond," Peyton told her daughter once they got inside the car.

"Cut the crap mom. You don't wanna bond with me, what's the real reason why dad won't come?"

"He didn't want to," her mother shrugged as she started the car.

"Well do I at least get to pick the restaurant?"

"Actually we're going to someone's house. I ran into an old friend of mine…"

"And she invited you over to her house for supper?" Sawyer raised an eyebrow at her mother.

"No, I ran into a friend of hers that I just met at the grocery store and she invited us all over for supper."

"And dad doesn't wanna come?"

Peyton was shocked to know that Brooke lived just down the street from them in a house even bigger than theirs.

"We could've walked you know," Sawyer laughed as they got out of the car. "What does this woman do for a living?"

"You'll see," Peyton smirked as they walked up the front steps and knocked on the door.

"Coming," a voice called from inside and when the door opened Sawyers eyes widened.

"Jamie!" she squealed as she jumped into his arms.

"Sawyer what are you doing here?" he asked, surprised once Sawyer pulled away.

"Mom said her old friend…"

"Is your mother," Peyton finished for her. "How do you guys know each other?"

"School," they both replied in unison.

Peyton nodded, "Haley, Jamie's mother, is my best friend from High School."

"You know Mrs. J? She's my English teacher," Sawyer grinned as Jamie let them into the house.

"Aunt Brooke!" he hollered as Sawyer heard footsteps from inside.

"James Baker if you don't stop screaming…" a voice laughed and instantly stopped when she saw Peyton and Sawyer. "Peyton, I'm so glad that you could make it. Come in," she grinned as she closed the door behind them.

"Brooke Davis? We are having supper at fashion designer Brooke Davis's house? I love your clothes," Sawyer gushed as she stared at the woman before her.

"Well thank you and you must be…" she started, realizing that Peyton had never said what her daughter's name was before.

"Sawyer," she offered, sticking her hand out as Brooke shook it.

"Nice to meet you Sawyer. You and Jamie already know each other?"

"From school."

Brooke nodded and took their coats from them. "Well supper is almost ready so make yourselves at home," she smiled, leading them outside and onto the deck.

"Mrs. J. What's up?" Sawyer cracked a smile as the blonde woman nearly fell off her chair.

"Sawyer? You're Peyton's daughter?"

"The one and only," she smiled brightly, pretending that her and her mother were actually close.

"Sawyer, why don't you go swimming with Jamie so that we can catch up?" Peyton suggested as she pointed towards the pool.

"I don't have a bathing suit."

Brooke examined Sawyer and smiled, "You're about the same size as Sophia so I'm sure that you can borrow one from her."

"Sophia?"

Jamie gave her an uneasy smile, "Brooke is Sophia's mom."

"You know my daughter too?" Brooke questioned as she looked back and forth between them. Her daughter already knew her sister and they didn't even know that they were related. Could things get any more complicating?

"Hey mom I was wondering if…"

Sophia stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Sawyer and Peyton standing on the deck. "So those are the extra 2 you invited? Seriously mom?"

"Is there a problem?"

"They had a little bit of a run in at school today," Jamie whispered to Brooke and Brooke groaned. This was not how things were supposed to be. They were supposed to like each other.

"No, there's no problem at all," Sophia smiled sickingly sweet, "I'm Sophia."

Peyton shook her hand, "I'm Peyton an old friend of Haley's."

"Soph can you get Sawyer a swimsuit and take her swimming with you and Jamie?" Brooke asked breaking the tension.

"Of course, come with me," she smiled and Sawyer didn't like it at all. It was weird.

"You're mom is fashion designer Brooke Davis?" Sawyer asked once they walked back into the house.

"Yep," Sophia answered as she headed up the stairs.

"Must be nice, I wish my mom was as cool as yours."

"She's the best but your mom seems cool too," Sophia shrugged as she rifled through her closet for a swimsuit.

"I'm closer with my dad. Me and mom don't get along too well. How about your dad?"

Sophia handed Sawyer a swimsuit. "I don't have a dad. I mean technically I do but I've never met him. I have my uncle Lucas though. He should be here soon."

Jamie, Sophia, and Sawyer all went swimming and the adults gathered around on the deck, including Lucas who had just joined them.

"I can't believe you're married to Nathan Scott," Haley groaned as she stared out at the 3 kids playing in the swimming pool. "That means that Sawyer and Sophia are sisters right?"

Peyton nodded, "Nathan is Sawyer's dad so yes they are."

"When are you going to tell them?" Lucas asked cutting in.

"We're not," Brooke answered firmly, hands crossed over her chest.

"You're not going to tell Sophia that she has a sister?"

"We will when the time is right. For now we are just going to see how things go."

"Lucas you look familiar," Peyton suddenly said as she looked into his eyes. "It's the eyes, they look like Nathan's…"

"That's because he's my brother," Lucas grumbled, his voice barely audible.

Peyton's eyes widened. "Nathan never told me that he had a brother."

"We share the same father but different moms. We never liked each other growing up so that is probably why he never mentioned me."

"So that would make you my brother in law," Peyton smiled as she shot Lucas a grin. "I've never had a brother before."

"You seem so nice. Why are you with someone like Nathan?" Lucas asked curiously.

"Because… well quite honestly I don't know," she let out a defeated sigh. "We don't have the best relationship and we fight a lot but we have Sawyer and I'm only doing this for her sake. She loves Nathan and if I left him she would choose him over me and I can't handle that. I love her too much."

Haley put a hand on Peyton's shoulder, "I'm sorry."

The sound of a buzzer going off interrupted the moment and Brooke sprung up to get the potatoes out of the oven and start the salad before the ribs were done.

"I'm just going to go help her," Lucas smiled as he followed Brooke into the kitchen.

"What is their deal?" Peyton asked once Lucas was out of earshot.

Haley smiled, "They love each other but they are best friends and have been since forever. They won't admit that they are in love with each other because they are both so fucking stubborn."

"They would make such a cute couple. I love the way they finish each other's sentences and you can tell that they love each other by the way they look at one another," Peyton noted as she glanced at Brooke and Lucas through the kitchen window.

"That is what Jake and I have been trying to tell them for years," Haley laughed as she thought of her 2 best friends. She loved them but she wished that they could see what was right in front of their eyes.

"She seems nice. Peyton I mean," Lucas said as he helped Brooke cut vegetables for the salad.

"She does. I don't know why she is with that asshole. I saw him today by the way. I ran into them at the grocery store."

Lucas turned to look at Brooke with surprise, "What did you say?"

"I said don't fucking talk to me, invited Peyton to dinner but told her not to bring Nathan and walked away," she shrugged as she peeled a potato.

"FUCK!" she cursed as she cut her finger with the knife she was using.

"Brooke, are you okay?" Lucas asked, rushing to her side and glancing at her wound. Blood was gushing out of her finger but it wasn't too serious.

He brought her over to the sink and ran cold water over top of the wound to clean it out, and then he dried it and wrapped a bandaid around it. "All better," he smiled.

"It still hurts," she whined, favoring her wound.

"Here let me kiss it better," he smiled as he brought his lips to her finger and gave it a soft and gentle kiss. Neither of the two could deny that they felt a spark upon the contact.

When Lucas looked up he could see Brooke looking at him and he wondered if she felt that spark too. Then out of impulse Lucas did the dumbest thing he could've possibly done. He kissed her but this time on the lips. He was expecting her to slap him or at least pull away but he was surprised when she kissed back, deepening the kiss. It seemed like time had stopped and when she finally pulled away, Lucas realized that he had never felt that spark with anyone before.

"Uh… I'm sorry. That was stupid of me. We should uh… finish the salad," Lucas muttered as she stared at him with a blank expression on her face.

She nodded and turned back to the salad but secretly she was smiling. She shouldn't be but she was.

After dinner, Haley and Jamie had left because Jamie would be expecting a call from Julian and didn't want to miss it.

Brooke reached for a plate but Lucas stopped her, "I've got it."

She jerked her hand away and avoided eye contact with him. Sophia and Peyton both noticed the tension between them and Sophia raised her eyebrows at them.

"Here, I'll help Brooke with the dishes," Peyton offered, telling Lucas to sit down.

"So what happened?" she asked Brooke once they got into the kitchen. "I noticed that weird tension between you and Lucas."

"Nothing happened," Brooke grumbled as she started putting the dishes in the sink.

"Come on Brooke, it's just us girls talking and Haley told me that you and Luke are close…"

"Well Haley doesn't know shit."

"Well I think something happened but I understand if you don't want to tell me. I mean I'm married to the ex that abandoned you and your daughter so…"

"We kissed okay?" Brooke blurted out. "There are you happy?"

"Wow, you kissed him?"

"No. He kissed me but I didn't exactly resist it either."

"So is that the first time that you guys have you know… been intimate."

"Define intimate?"

Peyton sighed, "Have you guys had sex before."

Brooke turned to her in disbelief. She'd just met this woman and she was already asking her if she'd slept with Lucas. That was something that she hadn't even told Haley yet and she told Haley everything. Yet somehow she trusted this woman. Peyton knew what it was like to be manipulated by Nathan, Peyton had been on her end of things and maybe in the end she was the lucky one. She didn't have to deal with Nathan's wrath but Peyton did. She had to deal with every day and that was what made her so strong.

Brooke groaned, "Promise you won't tell anyone?"

Peyton gasped, "So you guys did have sex?"

"It was a few years ago after he and Lindsay had broken up and we were both lonely and it just happened. It was one time and it will never happen again. Promise not to tell anyone. Even Haley doesn't know."

"I promise but why did you tell me and not Haley?"

Brooke shrugged, "I feel like we have a connection because of the whole Nathan drama. Besides sometimes it's better to tell strangers your secrets than people you know because who knows what Haley would do if she knew."

"So when are we going to tell them?" Peyton suddenly asked after they finished loading the dishwasher up.

"Tell who what?" Brooke asked as she looked at Peyton with confusion.

"Tell Sawyer and Sophia that well you know," Peyton answered quietly as she looked down at her hands. "They deserve to know."

"We will tell them when the time is right," Brooke responded, "It's just not ideal right now."

"Tell us what?" a voice came from behind the two ladies. Maybe the right time would come sooner.

AN: Sorry for the wait but I have been busy and I suddenly felt inspired to do this chapter. Sophia may seem like a bitch but she's really not. Sawyer is just putting on a nice façade but she's the real bitch, Sophia just feels threatened by her. Anyways it may take a while for Brucas to get together because I decided to bring Julian into the story and soon there will be a BJL triangle. I love Brulian too but I promise that it will be Brucas. And Peyton and Brooke will also have a friendship like Deb and Karen because I love some Breyton. Next chapter should have more Brucas with some Brathan flashbacks and both Julian and Rachel will enter the story! Please Review!