Chapter 2: Lucas

Lucas woke up the next morning with the worst hangover in the history of bad hangovers. It felt like someone decide set the world's largest pumpkin on his head. He started to sit up, but couldn't because something was on his chest. What the hell! What's going on? He looked down and sighed in relief. He saw a mass of black curls covering the girls face. And then it hit him. Oh g-d! I hope the press didn't see us or my good guy reputation would be down the drain. He had to get out of bed before she woke and threatened him to tell the press for money. Oh sh** sh** sh** sh**!

He slowly lifted her off him and set her head on the pillow. As soon as he did that Brooke woke. Oh sh** She thought as she realeased she was naked. She turned and opened her eyes blinking at what she saw in front of her. "Lucas?"

He needed to get out before she truely sees it is me. He started to walk towards the door grabbing his clothes as he went. "Lucas Eugene Scott! You better not run away from me," The voice shrieked again. He turned and looked at her. Only someone from Tree Hill would know his middle name.

"Brooke?" Lucas asked not wanting the rath that he would receive if they had actually slept together.

"Yes me. What the hell happened here?" Brooke screamed standing up taking the sheet with her.

"Um well I think we slept together."

"How the hell did that happen?"

"Um, I bought you a drink in the club downstairs and then you decided we should dance and you were grinding on me and it felt good so I um kissed you and you suggested we get a room and I agreed."

"Fine, so we slept together and it is going to be really ackward when I move back to Tree Hill next week away from my stupid over proctective boyfriend, but what about your girlfriend Peyton?" Brooke said with as much bitterness as a person could possibly ever do.

"Um well we aren't really dating but we haven't broken up yet."

"Oh great! So I'm even worse than her, I actually slept with her boyfriend. Great just great! Let's just say this never happened. But let me ask you one question did you use a condom because I'm not on the pill?" With those words Lucas looked up with pure horror in his eyes because of what she had just said.

"No," he answered meakly.

"Great, whatever. See you in Tree Hill. And this never happened." And with that she turned and walked out the door. Lucas just sat there thinking and wishing he had his labtop because he knew that when he and Brooke returned to Tree Hill, drama would start giving him material for his next book. He had to get to his real hotel room and catch his flight to Tree Hill so he could meet his new boss for his job writing for the Tree Hill Daily. He grabbed the nearest paper and pen and started his next novel, The Return of Ravens.

She slammed the door to the room where we had just made love. Most people would say f*** or had sex since we were bothing cheating, but for me it was always made love because I did and do love her. She told me she was returning to Tree Hill. The town that had inspired so much drama it overpassed soapoperas. What I feared most was that may not get the chance to start over, with everything and everyone.