A/N: Hey guys! Thank you soooo much to everyone that reviewed or put the story on alert! It means so much to me! I know I said this would be up a few days ago. But honestly, life got in the way so it took me a few days!

As always, a big thanks to Morgan for all your help! Love ya!

BPOV

So Lucas is now lying next to me sleeping. Holy fuck he's gorgeous. And pretty sexy when he sleeps! I'm not sure if he realized it or not, but I'm pretty sure there was an unspoken agreement made just before he fell asleep. I mean, sure, we didn't start a relationship. He didn't say he wanted to be my boyfriend and wanted me to be his girlfriend. But agreeing not to fuck anyone else is pretty much the same thing. Right?

Do I want that? So Luke is really hot. And he's funny in a smartass kind of way. And so yeah, maybe his friends, besides Nathan, are pretty bitchy; aka Peyton, aka Bitchy McBitcherson! And he does cuss too much; but so do I. I've also noticed he tends to smoke like a chimney. Yet again, so do I. Maybe he is a good idea.

Before I could contemplate the idea of him anymore, I heard the distinct sounds of his soft snores; which I must admit is adorable. The sounds of his steady breathing and soft snores slowly lulled me to sleep.

Three Hours Later:

"Lucas! Mom wants you downstairs for dinner!" I heard Nathan shout outside the bedroom door, waking me up. I glanced over to see Lucas still asleep. Nathan started banging on the door and it still didn't wake him up.

"Lucas!" I shouted in a whisper, "Luke wake up! Lucas!" I tried shaking him and shoving him. Finally, I just decided to elbow him in the ribs.

"Ow, what the shit is wrong with you Davis?" he grumbled, craning his neck to glare at me. I just giggled and pointed at the door. It was then that he heard Nathan's banging on the door.

"Why the hell is your door locked?" Nathan yelled. "Do you have a girl in there? It's New Girl isn't it? You better be fucking. I'm not being her slave! Damn it Luke! Open the door!"

Before Lucas or I could quiet our laughing, the door burst open, part of the door frame falling and hitting Nathan in the face. That just set Lucas and I off again. I had tears in my eyes from laughing so hard.

Nathan straightened himself up and glared at Lucas and I laughing. We were both still lying under the covers; Lucas still on his stomach and me on my side with one hand on Lucas' shoulder.

"Fuck you guys! It's not that funny!" he said, a small smile coming to his face. "Did you guys fuck?"

I had to roll my eyes at that. "No Pretty Boy, we didn't fuck. Calm down!" I spat.

"Nathan! Did you break something?" their dad hollered, his footsteps on the stairs.

"Oh shit, Dad's coming! New Girl, go hide in the closet!" Nathan hissed, pointing at Lucas' large walk-in closet. I sat and gaped at him.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No, he's not. Go! Now!" Lucas whispered, practically shoving me off the bed. I ran into the closet and shut the door quietly as their dad walked into the room. I put my ear to the door to listen.

"Nathan, what happened?" Dan shrieked. I guessed he saw the parts of door frame on the floor.

"Nothing, I swear Dad! I came to get Luke for dinner, opened the door, and it just fell off!" I had to hold my laughter in at Nathan's lame ass excuse.

"You really expect me to believe that? What the hell is wrong with you? Lucas, what happened?" their father demanded.

"He's telling the truth Dad," I heard Lucas say from his bed. "It fell off. Think about it; the house is pretty old! It's expected that things will start to fall apart!"

"This house is three years old! We built this house three years ago!" Dan screamed. I could just imagine his face was bright red by now. "I've had it. I don't care what you did. Just fix it!"

After that, he walked out and slammed the door behind him. I could hear his footsteps going down the stairs so I poked my head out the door.

"Is it safe to come out?" I whispered. They both just nodded while laughing hysterically. I left the closet and sat back down on the bed as Nathan took a seat at Lucas' desk. We all sat there in an awkward silence for a moment, looking around at each other, before Nathan spoke up.

"So…anyone know how to fix a door frame?" he asked with a smirk.

"You're an asshat!" I laughed, getting comfortable on the bed again.

"Yo, Luke, I wasn't playing before. Mom wants us down for dinner. She actually cooked!" Nathan told him, Lucas' eyes going wide. I'm guessing their mom doesn't cook much.

"You hungry?" Lucas asked me, cocking his head to the side to look at me. I shrugged, "Sure, I can eat."

"Okay, I'll be back in a minute with some food."

"Wait, you mean you're leaving me up here while you go eat dinner with your parents?"

"No, silly New Girl!" he chuckled, "I'll make up a lame excuse to eat in my room and come back up!"

Lucas walked out of the door, in only his basketball shorts, leaving me to stare after him, almost drooling.

"You can put your eyes back in your head now. He's gone!" Nathan said from the desk with a laugh. I turned towards him with a glare, flicking him off.

"Aw, now New Girl! Be nice! After all, when you lose our bet, you don't want me to be evil right?"

"You're not going to win this bet Pretty Boy! You think I can't resist your brother?" I asked smugly as he walked out of the room.

Lucas eventually came back up with a plate of food piled so high I was surprised it all fit on one plate. We ate in silence, exchanging glances when we thought the other wasn't looking. I felt like I was back in junior high again.

"So why did you move here?" he asked me, dinner long forgotten. He was lying on the floor of his room just inside the doors to his balcony, smoking a cigarette. I was sitting on his computer chair that I drug to the balcony so I could smoke a cigarette also.

"My dad grew up here, decided he wanted to finally settle down somewhere," I replied, taking a long drag on one of Luke's Marlboro Lights.

"Finally settle down? What; are you an army brat or something?" he asked, flicking his ash into the ashtray next to him, blowing out the smoke in o-rings.

"No," I laughed, "Dad was just never happy anywhere. Since middle school, I've been to fourteen different schools. Mom never wanted to upset him so she just went along with it. I didn't have a choice."

"Fourteen schools? You've got to be kidding me!"

"Nope! We're not all lucky enough to be born and raised in good ole Tree Hill!" I joked, "Well, Golden Boy, this has been fun, but I should get home. Dad wanted me home before midnight tonight!" With that said, I stubbed out my cigarette, threw my flip flops over the rail of his balcony, and climbed over. He lifted his head slightly to watch me climb down the lattice next to his balcony.

"You're crazy New Girl!" he shouted, laughing behind me.

Five Weeks Later:

LPOV

This last month or so has been insane. New Girl has really made an impression on everyone in Tree Hill, including my dad. Apparently, her dad and my dad grew up together and were best friends. Seems like they've just picked up where they left off when her dad moved away. They're always hanging out together. So are our moms, who have now become new best friends. It's kind of weird, yet kind of cool. Now I have more reasons to hang out with New Girl; sorry, Brooke. She yells at me when I call her New Girl, but laughs when Nathan does it.

I mean…um…now I have more reasons to try to get in her pants. It's not like I like her or anything. Right? Come on, if you think about it, what's there to like other than her body? She's kind of rude, especially to Peyton. She cusses like a sailor. But so do I. She smokes way too many cigarettes. Wait, I do that too. Fuck…I'm screwed. I cannot like this girl!

"Lucas! Catch!" my dad yelled. I turned around to see a football flying straight at my head.

"Shit Dad! How about a little more warning next time?" I shouted back, catching the football like a pro. My dad and Brooke's dad thought it would be a great idea to have a barbecue in our backyard before the winter season started. And since it was still hot outside, all the girls were wearing their skimpiest clothes. Actually, Brooke, Haley, and Peyton decided to show up in their bikinis and tan over by our pool. Like I needed that.

I tossed the football to Keith, Brooke's dad and then glanced in the direction of the pool that was about three feet away from me. Peyton was on the lounge chair on the left, a Long Island iced tea on the table next to her. Our parents never really cared about us drinking as long as they think we're doing it responsibly. Haley was next to her in a bright red skimpy bikini. No wonder Nathan was fucking her behind Peyton's back. I'm sure Peyton's good in bed like Nathan's said so many times. But her bitchiness would make me want to screw someone else in my own time too.

I looked at the last chair on the right that held Brooke. She was wearing a white bikini with blue polka dots on it. She looked like a fucking goddess in all her glory. If it is the last thing I do, I will make this girl have sex with me soon. There's no way in hell I can make it until Christmas.

All the sudden, something very hard hit me from the side, pushing me into the pool I was standing by. When I finally came to the surface, I was face to face with Nathan laughing like an idiot, hearing Peyton screaming in the background from getting soaked by us falling into the water.

"Nathan you knew I didn't want to get wet!" she yelled, standing by the edge of the pool, hands on her hips. She always does that when she's pissed. Before he could answer, I grabbed his head and pushed him under the water.

"Peyton, stop bitching and get in the water!" I laughed, trying to get her to smile. It didn't work.

"Lucas Eugene Scott! I am not getting in that water with you two idiots!" she sneered, wiping a strand of wet hair off her forehead.

"Wanna bet?" Haley muttered, tackling her from behind and jumping in the water with her. They both came up at the same time only to get splashed by Brooke as she jumped in the water. Surprisingly, Peyton was laughing along with everyone else. Peyton swam over to Nathan and jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. Haley swam to the side of the pool and jumped out, sitting on the edge with her feet in the water.

And to my surprise, Brooke swam over to me, repeating Peyton's actions. Feeling those legs wrapped around my waist was amazing. This girl is lucky I don't take her right here, right now, in front of all our friends and our parents. I was getting all flustered just thinking about it. I can just imagine slamming her up against the wall of the pool and ramming myself deep into her, making her scream my name; her hands getting all tangled in my hair as she gasps for breath.

I was so into my daydream, I didn't even notice everyone else had left the pool and it was just me and Brooke now.

"Is there something in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" Brooke whispered, her breath on my ear.

"What?" I asked, shocked at myself. I can't believe I'm standing here in my pool, Brooke wrapped around me, our families all around, and I've got a fucking woody from just thinking about her. What the hell is wrong with me?

"You wanna go inside? Maybe you can convince me to help you take care of that!" she said. I leaned back and looked her in the eye, raising one eyebrow.

"You gonna lose the bet already?"

"No. Pretty Boy said I can't sleep with you. He never said I couldn't do other things with my hands or my mouth!" she said, making me groan, "It's all about loopholes Golden Boy!"

"Meet me in my room in five minutes," I told her, releasing my hold on her hips.

"Wait, shouldn't we go to my house? I mean, there's no telling who can walk in on us in your room. And we can't lock the door, Nathan will just break it again!" she laughed, making sense.

"Okay, tell them you're going to go home and take a nap. I'll just slip away unnoticed and go out through our front door. Leave your front door unlocked, I'll be there in five!" I whispered, looking to see if anyone noticed our scheming. Thankfully, everyone was gathered around the table on the back porch eating lunch. Brooke jumped out of the pool and walked across the lawn towards her mother, Karen.

"Hey Mom, I think I'm gonna go lie down for a while," I heard her say. Her mother turned to look at her, pressing a hand to her forehead. I got out of the pool and wrapped one of our towels around my waist, walking towards the table. Grabbing a few potato chips off Peyton's plate, I heard Brooke explain her lie to her mother.

"No Mom, I'm not getting sick. I think it's just all this sun; it's starting to get to me and make me feel all dizzy. I'll be fine after a nap!" she smiled brightly as I bit my lip to keep from laughing at her. I watched her walk over to her house, winking at me before she closed the front door. I sat down next to Peyton, Nathan on her other side, and decided to eat a hamburger real quick before going over there. My mom had already made me a plate so it didn't take long.

"Hey Luke, wanna play some basketball?" Brooke's dad, Keith, asked me. I faked a yawn before answering him.

"Thanks, but no. I'm kind of tired; didn't get much sleep last night. I'll see you later!" I replied, walking into our house with no one else noticing me. At least, I didn't think anyone else noticed. I quickly ran to my room, changing into a pair of khaki cargo shorts and a plain white t-shirt. Running into my bathroom, I brushed my teeth to get rid of that hamburger smell and spritzed a tiny amount of cologne on my shirt.

Oh shit, that's kind of strong! Okay, new shirt. Dashing to my closet, I chose another t-shirt to change into, forgetting about the cologne. I ran down the stairs, eager to get to Brooke and praying her offer wasn't a joke. I opened her front door as quietly as I could, hearing the faint sound of music coming from the upstairs. Taking the steps two at a time, I found Brooke's room at the end of the hall, the door slightly cracked open. I could see her sitting on her bed through the crack in the door.

"So what were you saying about loopholes?" I asked, walking in the room, laughing at the way she jumped when I spoke.

"Damn it Luke, you scared the hell out of me!" she laughed, clutching her hand to her heart.

"Sorry, didn't mean to," I whispered, coming to stand in front of her. Without another word, I leaned down and kissed her hard. I'm pretty sure she wasn't expecting it because she gasped when my lips touched hers. She slid up the bed, allowing me to hover over her. Her hands immediately found the bottom of my shirt, desperate to get the thing off. I sat up and tore my shirt off before connecting my lips back to hers.

"Wait, Luke, stop!" she said, gasping for breath.

"What's wrong?" I asked in an annoyed tone.

"Nothing. Just thought I'd speed up the process," she replied, sliding out from under me to quickly shed her shorts and bikini top, leaving her in just her bikini bottoms.

"I knew I liked you!" I laughed as she pushed me over to lie on my back so she could straddle my waist. I buried my face in her cleavage, nibbling on one nipple and then the other as her hands traveled down my chest.

"Oh Lucas," she moaned. Pulling back, she moved her mouth to my neck for a moment before going further south. Her lips felt like heaven on my stomach, tracing around my bellybutton.

"Brooke, please, hurry," I muttered, my eyes closed so tight, trying not to go just then. As her mouth traced the line at my shorts and her hands started unbuttoning them, I think I used every curse word there was.

"What the fuck?" she shouted suddenly, sitting up and trying to cover her chest.

"Fucking Christ. Are you kidding me?" I mumbled, moving Brooke off my lap to reach down to the floor to grab my shirt to hand to her.

NPOV

"Nate, where's your brother?" my mom asked me while I was trying to finish my burger before Peyton. We always had eating contests to see which one could eat the fastest. Surprisingly, she won most of the time. That girl can eat! And she still looks at fan-fucking-tabulous as always!

I just shrugged my shoulders as Brooke's dad started speaking. "He said he was tired and went to lie down."

That little shit. I knew exactly what he was doing. Lucas and I are twins for god sake, I knew what he was thinking. I turned to look in the direction of Brooke's house, seeing a flash of someone running towards it through the fence. Ha! I knew it! He's going over there. He better be seducing that girl. I swear to the Virgin May if I have to be her slave, Peyton will kill me!

"You know where your brother is right?" Haley asked quietly as to not draw the attention of everyone's parents.

"Of course I do. I'm not that dumb."

"He's over with that skank isn't he?" Peyton asked, taking a sip of her Long Island iced tea. I think that was her fifth one of the day and she didn't even appear buzzed. Not only can the girl eat but she can hold her liquor with the best of them!

"No, he's over with New Girl. Quit being so bitchy Peyton, it's kind of annoying!" Haley replied, earning a growl from Peyton and a smirk from me.

"Deb, I think I'm going to run over and check on Brooke. Make sure she's feeling okay," Karen announced. All six of our eyes went wide as we scrambled to stop her.

"No, please Mrs. Davis, let us. We'll make sure she's doing okay and get her anything she needs!" Peyton smiled, sounding way too nice.

"Oh, that would be wonderful! Thank you so much. You kids are just so great!" Karen said, pinching my cheeks as I walked by, making Haley and Peyton snicker behind me. We walked out of the back gate and through our neighbor's yard to get to Brooke's house.

"Why are you being nice now?" I mumbled as we approached her front door.

"Oh please, you think I want to be? I just figured it would be much more fun to catch these two in the act then have to hear about it from her mother, who would probably be scarred for life if she saw Luke's pasty white ass!" she laughed, testing the front door to see if it was locked. And it was! As we entered the house, we could hear music playing upstairs from what we guessed was Brooke's room.

I put one finger to my lips, signaling the girls to stay quiet as we ascended the stairs. As we got closer to Brooke's room, I could faintly hear her moaning my brother's name. As I tried to laugh silently, which isn't too easy, I noticed the girls doing the same thing.

"Okay, here's the plan; when I give you the signal, we're going to bust into the room and scare the hell out of them!" I whispered as quietly as I could to the girls. They nodded their agreement. We stood as quiet as we could outside her bedroom door, listening for the perfect moment to enter.

"Brooke, please, hurry," I heard Lucas say as I laughed again. I knew this was the exact moment we had been waiting for.

"Now!" I mouthed to the girls as I swung Brooke's bedroom door open. I stood doubled over in laughter at what I saw. Brooke straddling Lucas in nothing but her bikini bottoms and Luke underneath her with no shirt on.

"What the fuck?" Brooke screamed, sitting up and trying to cover her chest.

"Fucking Christ. Are you kidding me?" Lucas mumbled, moving Brooke off his lap to reach down to the floor to grab his shirt to hand to her. Peyton and Haley just stood with shocked expressions on their faces as I continued my laughter.

"What is wrong with you? Are you fucking insane?" Brooke yelled, looking at the three of us.

"Brooke, calm down, it's not a big deal!" Lucas told her.

"Not a big deal? Lucas, I'm almost naked. And your brother, Haley, and Bitchy over here just saw me topless!" she shouted at him, her face bright red from embarrassment.

"So what? It's not like they care. I can't even count how many times I've caught Nathan and Peyton going at it. Just stop yelling!" he countered, standing right in front of her.

"So what? So what?!? You know, this never would have happened if you would have been smart enough to lock the damn door!"

"Me lock the door? It's your house and your room! Maybe you should have locked the door!" Lucas shot back, a smile tugging at his lips. Haley, Peyton, and I didn't know what to do except stand back and watch. It was kind of like a car wreck; you shouldn't be watching but you can't help it.

"Well you were the last one to come in! So it was your responsibility to lock the door!" Brooke hollered, making Lucas laugh out loud.

"Brooke, shut up!" he said in between his laughs. What was he doing? If I've learned one thing from being with Peyton, you can say anything but shut up to girls.

LPOV

"Excuse me? Did you just tell me to shut up? Oh, now I really think you're fucking crazy!" Brooke muttered, looking like she was about to hit me. I had to do something fast before this got out of hand. Without even thinking, I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her towards me, making it look like I was going to kiss her. Right before my lips touched hers, I turned her head and stuck my tongue out. To say she was shocked that I just licked her cheek was an understatement. Nathan was now on the ground from laughing so hard. Even Peyton thought it was funny.

"Did you just lick my face?" Brooke shrieked, eyes wide in shock. I just nodded my head with a small smile, laughter bubbling up in my throat. After about five seconds, Brooke's shock had worn off.

"Lucas! That's disgusting! Now I'm gonna get the pig flu!" she screamed with all her might, running into her bathroom only to emerge with a gallon size of anti-bacterial gel, rubbing it all over her face. I think we all just about died from laughter.

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