Wow the response was great for this! Way better than I thought! You guys totally kick ass so I thought I show my appreciation and give you another chapter! This is something different for me. I usually don't write the witty and sarcastic forms of these characters, but this is fun. I figured I'd try something new. Yes Lucas seems like a douche and will be for a while. He's the way he is because he knows that people want to be with him for his status and not him. Hope that cleared up that question. Anymore feel free to ask! I am really going to kick myself in the ass because I should be writing papers, so this will probably be the last chapter this week. I have to UD my other one next. So thank you for the reviews and keep it up!

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Now I see the truth, I got doubt
A different motive in your eyes and now I'm out
See you later

"I can't believe I am doing this," Brooke huffed, while her and Haley were hidden behind the bushes. Maybe her flip-flops weren't the best idea after all. In fact she should have worn a grandma dress just to piss of Haley instead of this short skirt and halter-top. Maybe her friend would have been to embarrassed to drag her along.

"Do you ever stop complaining? Relax and let loose for once," Haley grumbled. She finally saw a clearing while the security guard was distracted and grabbed Brooke's arm, dragging her along. This wasn't the first party she had crashed, and certainly wouldn't be the last. When they were inside the mansion Haley froze up. She honestly never expected to be able to get in here and now she wasn't sure what to do. She knew she could have used her father's name, but what was the fun in that?

Brooke grabbed a drink from the waiter and chugged it. If she was being dragged her she was at least going to get some free drinks. This definitely wasn't her scene and the way some of the guys were ogling her was making her disgusted. She threw them dirty looks and turned to her friend. "Okay Haley, let's find him, get your stupid picture, and be gone."

Haley scanned the crowd and finally found who she was looking for. Her breath hitched in her throat and she grabbed Brooke's arm. He was like a Greek god or something. Tall, dark, handsome, and well dressed. She was already having eye sex with him when Brooke pushed her forward. "No Brooke I can't just walk up to him," she said suddenly nervous. "I don't even know what to say."

"Oh god Haley. He's just a guy. Let's go. And let go of my arm you are fucking clawing me up," she said and pulled her friend forward. Brooke wasn't exactly the shy type and she didn't take shit from anyone. Her friend came to get a picture and so she would. Brooke did not care that when she approached that he was in conversation with someone.

"Excuse me," she said and waited for him to acknowledge her, while tapping her foot. Haley nugged her and Brooke just looked daggers at her. He turned around and gave her a smile. 'Okay he is pretty gorgeous' Brooke thought as she smiled back.

"Do you mind, we were in the middle of a conversation," someone from behind Nathan said. "Everyone is always fucking interrupting someone else."

Brooke scoffed. Of course they all thought they were too important to get interrupted. "That's rude. That's nice, it'll just be a minute," she said without removing her eyes from Nathan. "My friend here is a huge fan, can she take a picture with you," Brooke said confidently. Nathan nodded his head and gave a polite smile. He was just as gracious as he always looked. Brooke was actually pleasantly surprised by this guy.

Back off I'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong

"Are you fucking kidding me? You interrupt an important conversation so you and your fan club can get a picture," the one behind Nathan spoke again.

Brooke had, had enough of this guy. Was it completely necessary to be such a dick? It's just a freaking picture. It'll take all of thrity seconds. Brooke finally moved to the side of Nathan and stood in front of the blonde. "Listen buddy. Can you calm down and relax. It's one picture and I know you all think that you are too important to be interrupted," she said and put her hands on her hips, not really noticing whom she was talking too, "But too bad and deal with it."

Lucas lifted his beer up, looked at his cousin, and pointed to the brunette in front of him. "Is this bitch serious," he asked and took a rather large sip from the bottle. He watched his brother laugh, the girl next to Nathan tense, and the brunette in front of him fume.

"Who are you calling a bitch," Brooke asked incredulously. She finally recognized who she was talking too, and realized her first assumption had been right. She did not want to meet the real Lucas Scott. "You think because you are big time actor Lucas Scott you are so much better than everyone else? Please. You are just an over-paid, womanizing jerk, who thinks he's entitled to the world," she said and threw him a smirk, daring him to top that.

"I like you," Nathan piped in from behind her. "You are the first person I've ever met who has put him in his place." Nathan loved his cousin, but knew he treated everyone who wasn't family as disposable. For some odd reason the girls kept throwing themselves at him and this girl was different, ballsy. He knew his cousin was about to say something nasty when he looked over and saw him inch closer to the tiny brunette, with a big mouth.

"What as opposed to you. You're a nobody who has to sneak in to parties to try to get close to people who would rather you not," Lucas said and stood his ground in front of her. He had to admit she was hot and her pissing him off was making him want to take her more than anything. This was the first challenge he had, had in god knows how long. He averted his eyes from her and licked his lips as he looked at her clevage in her shirt. He watched her face drop for a mere second until she regained her composure. "You need to chill the fuck out. Are you some type of feminist bitch," he asked and wasn't prepared for the slap that quickly came his way.

Nathan knew that his cousin would never hit a woman, but stood in between the two nonetheless. He apologized to the brunette and her friend for the way Lucas was acting. He didn't want stuff like this leaking to the public and ruining his cousin's already tarnished image. He watched his cousin storm away and returned his attention back to the ladies.

Brooke knew she had probably been out of line, but that jerk deserved it. "How can you be related to that," she said and pointed towards Lucas.

Nathan laughed. "He's not so bad once you get to know him. He's just defensive until he comfortable with someone."

"Or until he wants to get in their pants," Brooke said and grabbed another beer. "Anyways my friend here, who looks like a deer caught in headlights wanted to talk to you so I'll leave for a moment," she said and walked away.

"Nathan extended his hand to the seemingly shy girl in front of him. "Nathan Scott."

"H…Haley. Haley James."

"James? You wouldn't happen to be related to.."

"Yes that's me," she said with a shy smile.

Nathan laughed. This was such a coincidence. He definitely had to be nice to this girl. "Put in a good word for me," he laughed and threw his arm over her shoulder.

Conclusions manifest, your first impressions got to be your very best
I see you're full of shit, and that's alright
That's how you play, I guess you'll get through every night

"Feminist bitch? Who does he think he is," she scoffed into her beer. She was watching him hit on some blonde bimbo and the more she watched the angrier she got. No one treats Brooke Davis like that. She moved from her spot and walk right over to him.

"I think you are a rude, arrogant ass," she said to his back, loud enough for the people around her to hear.

He knew who it was before he even turned around. That sultry, raspy voice that belonged to the bitch. He excused himself from the girl in front of him and turned to the brunette. "You can't get enough can you," he said as he smirked at her. "If you really want it that bad, I'll take you to one of the back rooms and fuck you silly," he said and placed one of his hands along her arm and moved in closer. He wanted to taste her so bad.

She shrugged his hand off of her body. "Please. Don't flatter yourself. I just wanted to tell you that I think you are a real jerk. You walk around all high and mighty, but you're nothing but a coward. And for the record, I wouldn't fuck you if you paid me."

She was definitely angering him. No girl has ever done that before, but it also intrigued him. "You don't say. Let me ask you. What makes you think you know me so well? You pick up magazines and believe everything you read. Hear a few stories and think you have me all figured out."

"I wouldn't need to pick up a magazine. You play it like you are such a good guy, but you're anything but. I just wanted to knock you off your pedestal before I left buddy," she said as she turned to leave. She stopped when she felt his hand grab a hold of her arm. She turned around, starred at his hand on her, and then gave him a death glare. He let go.

"Alright. I'll prove you wrong. You think I treat everyone like shit? Come to this address next Friday and see me at work."

"No."

"Why you scared that someone will prove you wrong. You're the type who always needs to be right and in control. Prove me wrong then. Prove to me you aren't just a pretty face hidden behind a bitch."

She didn't know why she was proving herself to this guy, but he was so arrogant and it got to her. She grabbed the card from his hands and turned around. "You're on prick."

He stood and watched her go to her friend and then leave. This was going to be too easy. She would be in his bed and screaming his name before the night was over next Friday…if she wasn't too scared to show up.

I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that's over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide

Lucas walked back to Nathan when the girls had left. "Did your fan club leave," Lucas joked. "That brunette was a feisty bitch."

Nathan laughed because it was nice seeing someone who didn't throw themselves at Lucas for once. It was a nice change. "You're just pissed because they weren't here for you," Nathan said and popped his collar arrogantly.

"Please. That bitch will be in my bed by next Friday night."

Nathan looked at his cousin with a warning glare. "Lucas don't fuck with her. I'm warning you."

"I won't fuck with her…she'll be fucking with me," Lucas said and placed his beer bottle down. He was no longer interested in being here any longer and the women were too easy. He was going to go home, relax, and hash his plan to sweet talk his way into her pants. "Oh Nathan, did you happen to catch her name? I'll need to know when she comes to visit me."

"Lucas," Nathan said through gritted teeth. He cousin stood before him and wasn't going to budge until he got what he wanted. "Her friend said Brooke."

Lucas turned and walked away to go get his car from valet. "Hmmmm, Brooke. This will be fun," he said as he got in his car and drove away.