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Lucas and Peyton were sitting in the café. They both ordered something to drink, and Lucas ordered Peyton a piece of pie.
Peyton barely made eye contact with Lucas. She couldn't believe that she was actually doing this. She would rather be at home drawing. Being with some other guy made her think of how much she really missed Julian.
"So," Lucas was trying to make conversation. Peyton wasn't making it very easy.
"So," Peyton mimicked. "You were arrested?"
"People thought you were dead?" Lucas avoided answering the question.
Peyton rolled her eyes. "You didn't answer my question."
"I'll answer your question after you answer mine. I want to see if the rumors are actually true." Lucas smirked.
Peyton rolled her eyes. "Fine…I tried to kill myself. My dad sent me to rehab. So I'm not dead."
"Your turn," Peyton grabbed the piece of pie that was sitting in the middle of the table. "Do you mind if I eat this?"
"Go for it…I actually got it for you."
"Thanks," Peyton took a bite. She looked at Lucas. "It's your turn."
"Right," Lucas sighed. "Back in Raleigh I was a pretty popular guy."
"They put you in jail for that?" Peyton asked him sarcastically.
"Ha..Ha..Ha.." Lucas mocked. "I got really drunk one night. I got behind the wheel. Long story short I got into an accident and a woman was severely injured. I spent six months in juvie. My parents were so humiliated that they drug me out here to this nowhere town."
Peyton let out a slight chuckle. "I think my life sucks worse than yours."
"Oh are we playing that game now?" Lucas laughed.
Peyton nodded. "My boyfriend and I got into a huge fight. He drove his car off of a bridge. His body was never found. I can't get over him. I feel like he is still out there somewhere." Peyton felt a tear falling from her eye. She wiped it away gently just to have another fall in its place.
"Here," Lucas handed her a tissue. "We don't have to talk about this if you don't want too."
Peyton shook her head and sighed. "Actually I would rather talk to you than some shrink…Even though you're a stranger, and you've been prison." She laughed this time louder than before.
"Juvie," he corrected her. "Prison is way different."
"Is that the one where you don't want to drop the soap?"
Lucas glared at her, but eventually gave in and laughed. She had the most beautiful green eyes that he had ever seen.
He snapped out of his trance. "I think so. I don't know very much about prison, and I don't want to be educated any time soon."
Peyton laughed again. "I can't believe I am actually having fun."
"Because I seem like such a loser?" Lucas squinted.
Peyton shook her head. "No…I don't even know you." She smiled. She couldn't stop looking at Lucas. He had beautiful blue eyes. You could almost swim in them. "We just met Lucas. I haven't talked this much in months."
"How many months has it been?"
"Six," Peyton sighed. "Six, long, horrible months…And my parents just don't get it."
Peyton took another bite of the pie.
"Join the club…I think we're getting along because we have a lot in common."
Peyton nodded. "I've never been to juvie."
"You are never going to let me live that down are you?"
Peyton shook her head. "Well that is if I ever talk to you again."
"Oh I see how it is."
"Or you may not want to talk to me once you start school. I am probably the most unpopular girl there."
"Well I've been popular before, and it got me nowhere. I'm okay with being unpopular." Lucas smiled.
They continued to talk for a few more hours. Peyton told him about how cool she used to be, and Lucas told her that he was the biggest jock in school. They both had very bright futures and then one night ruined it all for both of them.
Peyton confessed that she would never be able to get over Julian. He was the best thing that ever happened to her. She didn't want to fight with him that night.
Lucas admitted to having a girlfriend back in Raleigh before going to juvie. She broke up with him over an email. She said that she couldn't date a guy who had been in jail. She was now dating his best friend, Greg.
Lucas looked down at his watch. "Oh my God," he stood up. "I've got to go."
"What's wrong? Was it something that I said?"
"No…I was supposed to be home by eight. My dad is going to kill me." He left a tip on the table. "We should definitely do this again."
"Yeah," Peyton nodded as she watched him walk away.
Lucas walked into his house.
"Lucas," Keith walked into the foyer.
"Dad, before you start yelling…"
He couldn't finish speaking. Keith cut him off. "I told you 8 o' clock."
"I know that. I'm sorry."
Karen walked into the room. "Lucas," she wrapped her arms around him. "We worried about you. I tried to call your cell phone."
"It was on silent." Lucas sighed. He didn't know what else to say. He hadn't done anything wrong.
Keith was furious. "When I tell you to do something you are supposed to do it. If I tell you to run a mile barefoot you are to do it."
"No…I don't want to hear your excuses." Keith took a deep breath. He tried to remain calm. "If you keep breaking rules we will never trust you. You've got to stop screwing up."
"I went to the café and had some pie. Not that big of a deal, dad. I'm not going to do anything that is going to send me back to juvie. You can trust me on that."
"I don't that for sure Lucas. But what I do know is that you're grounded."
"Dad…We just moved here."
"Keith," Karen tried to intervene. If Lucas was grounded he would never be able to make friends and learn things about his new town.
"No…I mean it Lucas…You go to school and you come home and go to your room." Keith extended his hand. "You can give me your cell phone since you don't know how to answer it."
Lucas rolled his eyes and handed his dad the phone. "Feels like I never left juvie." Lucas walked upstairs. He thought he and his father had reached a new understanding, but he had obviously been wrong.
Peyton walked into her house. She actually felt better. Lucas was surprisingly easy to talk to.
"Peyton," she turned to see her dad walking out of his study. "You were out kind of late."
"I thought you wanted me to get out of the house." She stared at him blankly. She was still angry at him for sending her away.
"I'm not complaining. I was just stating a fact." He walked closer to her. He pointed upstairs. "Brooke is waiting for you."
"What?" Peyton hadn't seen Brooke since she got back. "Why is she here?"
"She's your best friend, and she wanted to see you." Larry told her. "Now go upstairs and see your friend."
Peyton sighed. Her dad was getting really good at telling her what to do.
Peyton made her way to her room. Brooke was sitting comfortably on Peyton's bed. Peyton rolled her eyes. Brooke hadn't changed one bit. Well…except for the fact that her stomach had grown larger. Brooke was six months pregnant.
"Finally," Brooke sprung off the bed slowly. She wrapped her arms around Peyton. "I missed you so much P. Sawyer."
Peyton nodded. She hadn't really missed Brooke. She hadn't missed anyone.
"You look good." Brooke acknowledged. "You've missed so much. I mean it. So much has happened."
Brooke touched her stomach. "Do you want to know what I'm having?"
"I'm guessing you're having a baby. Unless you had sex with an alien…Oh God…Did you have sex with an alien?" Peyton halfway smiled. It was a pretty funny joke.
"Ha…ha…I'm glad you're still able to tell a good joke…." Brooke shook her head. "But to answer your question, no…I did not have sex with an alien." She touched her stomach. "Nathan and I are having a little girl."
"You and Nathan are still together?" Peyton was surprised. They had one of the worst dysfunctional relationships she had ever seen.
"Of course…We're having a baby. Nathan wants to get married, but I can't marry him. I don't want to be his wife."
"But you want to have his baby?"
"Well I didn't want that either." Brooke said matter of fact. "That just kind of happened."
Peyton just shook her head. There wasn't much she could say to that. "Yeah…"
Peyton sat down. Brooke sat beside her. "I'm so glad that you are back to normal."
"Brooke," Peyton started to protest.
"It's going to be great. I'm going to have my best friend back. You will help me rule the school."
"Brooke…I just want to go to class and be invisible."
"No…You can't…You're better now."
"I don't think you understand Brooke…I'm not better. I'm not going to kill myself…But I'm not better. Things aren't going to go back to the way that they were before. They just can't."
Brooke sighed. "They will. I know they will." She stood up. "I have to go. But have no worries. You are going to be popular just like before. That's the way the world works." Brooke smiled. "I'm so happy to have you back P. Sawyer."
Peyton smiled. "Bye B. Davis."
Brooke walked out of her room.
Peyton laid back on her bed. Brooke was wrong. Things were never going to be normal again. Peyton wasn't normal.
So wow! I know this hasn't been updated in over a year. I lost motivation, but I think my motivation is back. I hope some of you are still interested in this story. If you are I will continue to update as much as possible.
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