Enjoy the cameo by Haley James, keep an eye out for her story next!

"I'll talk to her later," Lucas said in a response to Peyton's call with Brooke.

"Luke, don't you think you should talk to her now? She thought we were coming to see her."

Peyton's friendship with Brooke was on track again. They were back to being best friends and Peyton never wanted to let her go. They needed each other. But she couldn't blame Brooke for being upset. The thought of visiting California never entered her mind, or Lucas'.

"We're making good time, I don't want to pull over. I'll call her when we get to the hotel," he cut his eyes in Peyton's direction, "She'll be okay, Peyton."

"Could you put my mind at ease and call her now? I'll drive."

Lucas pulled into the parking lot of the rest area. He was tired and irritated. The last thing he wanted to do was fight with Brooke. He called her three times, "She's not answering," he told Peyton in an 'I told you so' kind of way.

They were two hours outside of New York and they made that trip in silence. Lucas wasn't in the mood for Brooke's insecurities and drama. He loved her, he really did, but the situation with Haley was a priority. He didn't like the person she had become. This time, Nathan wasn't to blame.

Peyton parked her Comet in the fist open spot she saw. She couldn't get Brooke out of her mind. The guilt was eating at her. Why hadn't she thought about seeing Brooke? Why was Haley the one everyone wanted to see? Seeing Haley had been Peyton's idea because she knew it meant a lot to Lucas.

The front desk receptionist asked for their information. Since Haley was on tour, on her way to becoming a celebrity, the receptionist had to call the room.

"Ms. James, two people are here to see you. Lucas Scott and Peyton Sawyer. Okay, thank you."

Peyton knocked on the door and was welcomed by a tight hug from Haley. She hugged Lucas, too, but he didn't return it to her.

"What are you guys doing here?" She was all smiles.

"We needed to see you," Lucas told her, trying to hide the hurt in his voice. "I needed to see you."

Haley could see through Lucas and knew he was upset with her. Peyton, on the other hand, seemed genuinely happy to be there.

"Are you guys hungry? We could get some food and talk," Haley was cautious, the last thing she wanted was a fight.

"That sounds good, I'll order a pizza," Peyton stepped out to make the call.

"Are you mad at me, Luke?" Haley hugged herself and kept her doe eyes on Lucas.

"Haley, I'm not mad. I'm hurt. You left without saying goodbye. You're too busy to take my calls. I come here to see you and you have blonde hair, make-up," his eyes fell to her hands, "and no wedding band." Who was this girl and where was the real Haley?

"Nathan gave me an ultimatum-"

"I know," he interrupted her, "after you confessed to kissing Chris Keller," Disappointment was written all over his face. "What happened to you, Hales?"

"Did he tell you that he's petitioned for a divorce?"

Luke opened his mouth, but no words escaped. Nathan hadn't mentioned that. Before he could say anything, Peyton bounced back into the room.

"Pizza will be here in thirty," sensing a tense vibe in the room, Peyton wanted to lighten the mood. "I like the new hair."

A soft smile creeped onto Haley's red lips, "Thanks. The tour manager suggested a change. I'm still getting used to it."

"Tree Hill is proud of you, ya know? We all are. You should see Tric, Karen has this whole wall dedicated to you, all the press coverage, everything. It's really amazing."

Haley's eyes flashed to Lucas. "I'm proud of you, Haley, but you left without saying goodbye."

"Luke, I'm sorry. Can we talk about the mess later and just enjoy being here together? Please?"

He looked at Haley, then Peyton. Both girls willed him, begged him to enjoy the moment. "Yeah, we'll talk later."

A knock on the door grabbed their attention. Peyton signed for the pizza, but the driver kept looking at Haley. "Are you Haley James?"

"Yeah, that's me."

"Wow, you're amazing. My girlfriend and I saw you perform yesterday. I hate to be that guy, but could I get an autograph?"

Signing autographs and taking pictures with fans seemed to be second nature to Haley. Like she had been a rock star her entire life.

"Haley James Scott," Luke corrected. Haley winced like she had been stabbed.

Peyton closed the door and gave Lucas one of the dirtiest looks he had ever seen. "Well, I'm dying to hear about everything. C'mon, tell me about it," Peyton dropped the pizza onto the table and took a seat.

The girls talked about music and movies, then the topic of Jake came up.

"I've been rooting for you two," Haley said, picking apart her slice of pizza.

"He's great, and I absolutely love Jenny. I keep thinking I'm dreaming, ya know? I don't want to wake up if I am dreaming."

Suddenly Lucas' phone rang. It was Brooke, so he stepped out into the hallway.

"Hey, you're alive."

"Yeah, I am," Brooke's annoyance was evident, "I just didn't want to talk to you."

"Why are you so mad? I didn't do anything wrong, Brooke."

"I thought you were coming to see me. You've been saying how much you love me and miss me. I hoped you were coming out here."

"I talk to you every day. I've not talked to Haley in months. I needed to see her. I said goodbye to you, I didn't get to do that with Haley."

"Then talk to her when she has time for you. I have nothing, but free time and I miss you, Luke. Do you not want to see me? Why go see someone who couldn't care less about you when I'm fighting like hell to hold onto us."

"God, Brooke, you're coming back home. Haley might not."

"What are you talking about? Why wouldn't she go back to Tree Hill?"

"It looks like she may not have a reason to go home."

"What about Nathan?"

"He's filing for divorce. I'll call you soon, okay? I'll tell you everything."

"Okay. I love you, Lucas."

The call ended.

Back inside the room, the girls were on the bed looking at pictures and talking, mostly about Jake. Haley was saying Brooke's name when Luke closed the door behind him.

"You and Brooke again?" She asked, Lucas couldn't read her expression.

"Yeah, we're trying again."

"That's great, Luke, she really loves you."

"It's getting late," Peyton said as she picked up her mess on the bed. "I'm gonna call Jake then head to bed."

After Peyton left the room, the tension was thick between Luke and Haley.