Lucas honestly was growing quickly tired of this 'hazing' they had been putting him through.
He knew he wasn't wrong for thinking it was more personal than just guys messing with the new guy because he knew Nathan put them all up to this. Taking his damn clothes now though? He was already getting irritated heavily.
He didn't even know what to do, they took all of his clothes, nobody was left in the locker room and they made sure they took all the towels too. They even took out the tissue as if he could use that to help him right now.
What could he possibly do with it?
Use it to wrap around his private Lucas parts?
He sighed as he looked at his empty locker and slammed it shut. Now what was he going to do?
He surveyed the room to see if there was anything possible he could use just to cover up his lower half, that's all he needed. But nothing revealed itself. "Great." He muttered to himself.
Then he looked over and saw the ball rack.
Maybe he could just cover up until he got to his truck then pray no cop pulled him over for driving nude? Was it a good plan? Absolutely not. Was it a plan though? Why that it was.
He walked over and grabbed two basketballs.
One for his backside and one for his front side. Barely covered anything but it covered what it needed to, all that matters at this current moment. He saw a resemblance of his reflection on the window of the glass door and shook his head.
But here he goes.
He walked out of the door and tried to take soft footsteps just to remain unheard even though he was pretty sure little to no one was even left in the school. The hall out of the locker room wasn't long at all but it felt like a journey.
Finally, he reached it though and he though heard footsteps for a moment but tried to ignore it, probably just him stressing too much. He stopped at the corner and took a look down the left hall toward the exit and the right which leads deeper into the school.
The coast appeared clear until he looked straight ahead and recognized who it was immediately. "Maybe there's hope" Screamed in his head. "Haley!" He hissed out in a hushed whisper. But she didn't hear him that time, Lucas looked around again to make sure no one was coming again before trying again. "Haley!" He hissed in another hushed whisper. That time she slowed her walk down the hall and looked around curiously. "Haley!" He hissed a little louder this time.
Then she turned around and squinted down the hall. "Lucas?" She questioned curiously as she walked back toward him then she caught true sight of him. "Ew! Oh my god, Lucas my eyes!" She coiled away in disgust and Lucas rolled his eyes as she covered her eyes with her hands. "What are you doing?! Trying to scar my eyes?!" She hissed at him this time.
Lucas's mouth balled up in frustration. "I didn't plan this Hales! They took my clothes." He said as he looked around again and took a step closer.
"They did what?!" Haley's hand snapped off of her eyes for a moment before quickly she remembered why she put it there. "Ew, eyes!" She smacked the hand back over her eyes. "I'm going to need therapy!" She hissed at him again.
"I'll happily drive you there after you get me some clothes!" He said a little louder than the hushed whisper he had been using.
"Clothes where? You better not be looking at mine because I'm wearing them!"
Lucas's brows furrowed in confusion "What?!"
"You know what I mean!" She still was hissing in hushed whispers then she realized, why were they even doing that in the first place?
"C'mon Haley I just need your jacket so I can wrap it around & cover up." Lucas gave himself a look over as he said it. almost begging.
"What makes you think I want my jacket touching your naked ass or that..." She took her hand off her eyes again. "Thing." She nodded in disgust at the basketball covering his 'thing.' Smacking her hand back over her eyes now.
"Haley!" He prodded once again but before he could say anything else, he was graced with more company.
Brooke came around from the other side of the lockers and she stopped abruptly as she took in the sight before her and Lucas leaned back a little as he sighed and shook his head at the devious smirk that popped onto her face.
"Why Lucas you shouldn't have?" Her mouth hung open with that sultry grin as she surveyed him from head to toe, liking what she sees. "Way to one-up me, I show up in your car half naked...you show up to my locker fully...naked." She wagged her eyebrows as she looked down again.
Lucas was giving her the usual small amused look he always gives her. "Hi, Brooke."
"Hello, gorgeous." She said all too happily at all of this.
"Can this just end." Haley whined from her side of the hall, hand still covering her eyes and Lucas mentally agreed. This only caused Brooke to laugh a little as she still eyed him.
"This can't get any worse." Lucas mumbled.
Then he heard the school doors open and he wished he didn't jinx himself like that. "Peyton." Brooke said with a 'look at what we found' smirk on her face that kept growing as Peyton stopped in her tracks as she looked at Lucas covering himself up only with two basketballs.
Peyton's mouth had a mixture of surprise, hilarity, and amusement.
Lucas sighed as he turned his growing unamused smile toward her now and now he felt surrounded. Brooke on his right, Haley in front of him, and Peyton to his left. "Don't know if this is what I meant by hanging out." Peyton said with that sarcastic smirk she loved sporting.
"I don't know Peyton...Looks like he's hanging out to me." Brooke said as she turned her head to the side to examine him some more but Lucas moved the ball everywhere he watch her eyes attempt to lurk as Peyton laughed at Brooke's comment.
"Ew." Haley whined.
"Not the balls you had in mind." Peyton spoke through a laugh causing Brooke to laugh this time as Lucas shook his head some more.
"Ew." Haley whined once again.
Lucas pretended to laugh with them. "Haha alright you had your laughs now can someone help me." He partially glared at them all except for Haley wouldn't know since her hand was still over her eyes.
"How?" Peyton laughed. "I don't think you wear our bra sizes." She joked again and Lucas turned his unamused gaze to her as Brooke laughed some more. Then Lucas looked ahead and saw Haley was giggling too.
"I just need a jacket to wrap around." He said simply, knowing they were probably going to start joking some more.
"I don't know Luke, if I want my jacket touching that." Peyton laughed some more as she nodded toward his privates again.
"I said the same thing." Haley said from her side, taking her hand off to look at Peyton before looking at Lucas again for a split second "Ew!" She slammed her hand back onto her eyes and Peyton laughed at that.
Brooke lifted her eyebrows again as she bit her lip for a moment. "I wouldn't mind at all." She said and Lucas was hopeful but he could sense the 'but' coming. "But..." There it is. "I think I like you like this more." She said huskily with that voice of hers. Laughing as she licked her tongue on her teeth.
"Ew." Haley whined again.
They looked like they were about to continue until more footsteps came from Brooke's direction and revealed himself to be Whitey who was looking at something on his clipboard. "I was just getting used to low-waist jeans." He said as he walked toward the locker room and Lucas eyes closed at the embarrassment while the girls laughed.
Whitey stopped walking as he reached the beginning of the hallway to the locker room. "Let's go ball boy!" He called out and then the girls all busted out laughing officially now as Lucas just sighed and shook his head.
Turning around to begin his dreaded walk into Whitey's office. As he turned around Brooke let out a wolf whistle and Lucas just shook his head as he stepped into the hallway. "Oh & ladies. Unless you want after-school detention for the rest of the month and a seminar on harassment I suggest you head home." Whitey said in a voice so friendly you knew it was anything but friendly.
He walked in now but Lucas turned to glare at all of them. "Revenge...I will have it." He said and they all giggled and he widened his eyes to say he was serious as everyone went their directions now.
"You sure have a way to ask for a date." Whitey said as he patted Lucas's back.
AN: Back to trying to figure out why my story got removed now, thank you for all of the comments or private messages trying to help me out with that.