A/N Sorry guys I have been sick in the hospital so that's what took so long I owe this chapter to my Beta CaseyCoop

"Arrgh, why are hotel rooms so bloody cold all the time." Brooke complained as they stepped back into their hotel room after they had finished at the pool. "Nate, turn up the heat."
Nathan shook his head, inadvertently shaking droplets of water onto Brooke who squealed. "No way Brooke, you're cold because you're wet. So don't even think about turning up the heat, we'll fry." Nathan knew all too well from previous vacations with the girl he considered his sister that Brooke liked to keep the heat in a hotel room to the point where the average person would suffer heat stroke. It wasn't fun. Brooke huffed in annoyance as she walked over to her bed and her clothes to get ready; the group were going out into the main city for the night; it was their first night in Mexico and they all wanted some fun.

"One hour Brooke." Nathan called as Brooke slammed the door to the bathroom. "Other people need to take showers too." If he let her take as long as she needed it would be a repeat of trying to get to the airport the other day.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever you say." Brooke grumbled underneath her breath. "I'm going to take as long as I want and no one can stop me."
That held true for roughly half an hour before Nathan decided that enough was enough. He jumped from his waiting position on his bed and banged loudly on the door. "Come on Davis, time's up."
"Five more minutes then I'll be done." Brooke called out practically begging for more time; but it was Nathan and she knew that Nathan wouldn't let her have the time, no matter how much he loved her. The basketball player barged through the door and effortlessly lifted her over a shoulder and carried her out into the main room, placing her in front of the mirror that was there.
"Brooke, you know I love you, but you can do your bloody make up out here. I need a shower or Hales is going to kill me."
Within five minutes, true to her word before, Brooke had finished her makeup and walked over to her suitcase pulling out the little silver and white strapless dress with a flower-like pattern just below the bust, with the bust being pure silver that she had packed at the last minute. They had decided that they needed to go somewhere nice on their vacation and that was why she was dressing up. Once the dress was on, and fitting perfectly she noted, Brooke went back to the mirror to work on her hair; leaving it cascading down her back in soft ringlets. Satisfied with how she looked she relaxed on her bed and picked up a magazine to pass by time.
By the time Nate emerged from the bathroom, Lucas still hadn't shown up to get ready.

"Nate, where's Luke." Brooke asked casually as to where their blond roommate had gone off to.
"He came in while you were busy in the shower; he went to go get ready in Mouth and Rachel's room since they don't take up so much time in the shower." The mention of the red head that infuriated Brooke, made her emerald eyes narrow and a scowl to come across her beautiful features.
"Knowing her, she probably jumped him in the shower, while Mouth wasn't around, stupid whore." Brooke spoke with such venom in her voice that Nate had heard only while she talked about Rachel.
"Chill out Davis, you know – anyone who didn't know you would swear you're jealous." Nate said in a teasing tone, mentally adding that anyone who did know would probably say the same thing.
"You bet your ass I'm jealous. The bitch better not touch my man." Brooke spoke without realizing what she was actually saying; he wasn't her man anymore.
Her little outburst was too much for Nate and he burst out laughing.
"Do you realize what you just said? Wow, Davis I didn't know you were that protective." He was still laughing; Brooke through a pillow at him.
"Whatever, we should get going now. The others will be waiting." Brooke wanted to steer the topic of conversation away from her little revealing outburst. She walked over to where she was keeping the shoes she'd brought for the trip and picked up the pair of four inch silver heels that went with her dress.
"God, I don't know how you manage to walk in those and not kill yourself." Nathan couldn't believe it as she slipped on the shoes. "You are aware that we are in Mexico and we're walking through crowded streets almost everywhere, right?" He thought it only fair to warn her about her foot wear.
"Years of practice Natey boy; I wear them to school all day, I think I can manage one little night out." She grabbed her bag that was still sitting on her bed. "Let's go."

They were in the elevator, with an elderly couple from the States, when Nate realized something that he couldn't let pass up. "You know, even in those ridiculously high heels, you're still shorter than me." The famous Scott smirk that Brooke had grown so used to seeing across Luke's mouth whenever he teased her now adorned his younger brother's.
"Shut up." Brooke stuck her tongue out at him childishly. "I am not short, you're just freakishly tall."
He still had the stupid smirk on his face. "Whatever get's you through day and let's you sleep at night, babe." Brooke was about to reply back when the elevator stopped to let the couple off and to let more people on. Once the door was cleared Brooke recognized the welcomed faces of Haley, Jake and Peyton.

"Hey guys." Jake said as he pressed the close door button. "Damn, Brooke. You're looking good." Peyton smacked him on the arm.
"Ow, babe; you know you're still the best looking girl here." He reminded her giving her a gentle kiss.
"P. Sawyer, your boyfriend's right. You're looking hot tonight." Brooke complemented her friend who was wearing a simple white mini dress, which she looked absolutely fabulous in.
Brooke turned to look at Haley who was wearing a yellow strapless dress that stopped short above her knees, with a circle pattern on it. "You're looking hot too Tutor girl."
Nathan wrapped an arm around his short wife's waist and pulled her in for a kiss. His mouth brushed her ear as he went to whisper to her. "You look amazing baby." A small blush crept across the shy girl's face and she gave her husband another kiss.

Eventually the group made it down into the lobby where Mouth, Rachel and Lucas were waiting for them; a cab that could fit them all in already called and on its way.
"B…Br…Brooke, wow you look amazing." Lucas Scott was stuttering, Brooke thought it kind of cute. Rachel thought it kind of pathetic, but Mouth had warned her earlier about ruining everyone's trip so she kept her thoughts to herself…this time.
"So, where are we going?" Haley spoke up as Luke continued to stare at Brooke like he was a small child and she was the toy that his parent's wouldn't let him have.
"Well, I'm starving." Brooke replied. "I vote we go find dinner."
The majority of the group agreed with her; the last thing any of them had actually eaten was the airplane food and everyone knows that that food is questionable.
The cab pulled up in front of the hotel and the group all piled into the backseat.
"Who knows how to speak Spanish?" Haley asked quietly, suddenly as they realized that their driver couldn't speak English. All eyes immediately stared back at Haley; the Tutor Girl.
"I learnt French." She shrugged. "I don't know Spanish."
For a minute they were surprised that Tutor Girl, hell really anyone, hadn't thought to bring a phrase book. Maybe it was better if they just walked till they found a restaurant. Before they could climb out though, a sigh emitted from Brooke's cherry red lips and she moved forward in her seat so she could see the driver.
"Restaurante, por favor." She spoke quickly, with a sweet smile on her face that boys and men alike always melted to.
The driver smiled back and nodded before pulling out into the traffic and throwing Brooke back into her seat. Now all the eyes that had been focused on Haley were focused on Brooke.
"You know Spanish?" Lucas sounded surprised as he stared at his ex. She shrugged modestly in reply.
"Out gardener speaks Spanish." She admitted. "I learnt a couple of words off him."

The driver pulled up in front of a small building that had a small sign advertising that it was a restaurant in English in the front window. Brooke handed over the fare and a small tip and thanked the driver again in Spanish. They watched him disappear before they walked into the restaurant.
Thankfully, their waiter spoke English, so ordering the food wasn't as dangerous as it could be. The group of eight ordered a large meal that consisted of all the Mexican food that they loved – nachos, tacos, enchiladas… and by the time that the waiter came again to clear away the table they were all stuffed.
"Where are we going next?" Peyton asked as she leant back into her chair, even though everyone looked like they just wanted to sit there for several hours.
"There has to be a club somewhere around here. I say we all go party." Rachel jumped up from her seat and grabbed Mouth by the hand. "It's our first night in Mexico. There's no way you're dragging this down by sleeping all night." Then she was off, leaving the rest to cover the bill and catch up to her.

As they worked their way through the crowded streets, Rachel seemed to know where they were going, everyone slowly paired off into couples until it was Brooke and Lucas walking awkwardly next to each other at the back of the group. Brooke was watching Nathan and Haley in front of her, their arms were wrapped around each other's waists and they kept sneaking kisses from each other. She missed that.
Suddenly, her small petite hand was covered by a larger one, she looked across to see that Luke wasn't actually looking at her, but he had grabbed her hand. Brooke didn't say anything as they kept walking; but she did smile softly. She didn't notice that Haley had sneaked a look but at the couple and was smiling herself. Her meddling was already working.

Oh yeah, Brooke sighed to herself as Rachel stopped suddenly in front of what was a club. No one questioned how she knew it was here. This was going to be one interesting holiday.

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