Aww shit my computer is a bitch. I wrote out this entire thing and than my stupid computer erased it and I had to re type it. Damn. Well anyways here it is. Hope ya like :)
Church Bells roared over the town, and everyone groaned and moaned simultaneously. Today was the day. The dag that the infamous Lucas Scott and Peyton Sawyer were to be formally joined, and everyone had to sit door and watch. Everyone in the town KNEW that Lucas and Peyton were not meant to be together, and it only darkened the dag even more. But, out of every physically sickened citizen, no one was meer destroyed than Peyton Sawyer's very own best friend, Brooke Davis.
Brooke was standing anxiously on the steps, awaiting for Peyton to emerge and walk gracefully down the aisle. She would look pretty, in the beautiful B. Davis designed attire, and her face would glow and her hair would be pinned up and blonde and beautiful, and she would walk down the aisle, a boquet in her hands, and stand beside Lucas Scott and claim her love for him publicly.
Brooke held back vomit.
Brooke loved Lucas with all her heart. And deep inside, she knew he loved her as well. Yet he stupidly chose to verplaats along with his plans to marry Peyton Sawyer, soon to be Scott, (more vomit crept up Brooke's throat and she struggled to slikken it down) and live "happily ever after".
Brooke stal a glance at Lucas Scott, whom she observed looked a little overly unsure. Was it just cold feet? Just as Lucas's eyes locked on Brooke's she tore away from the gaze and stared straight ahead, where the Wayland's March (is that what its called? I forgot) began echoing through the walls. Everyone groaned under their breath.
Throughout the entire ceremony, Brooke held back tears that stung in her eyes and vomit that crept up her throat. She payed attention to none of the words until suddenly she heard it. It was time for people to make their objections.
Everyone in that room wanted to object, knowing that the two simply did not belong together, but no one owned the bravery to do so. So they all sat in silence, Even Brooke.
Silence.
Should she speak up? This wuold be her only chance.
Silence.
Peyton was her best friend but it wasn't like she was totally unfarmiliar with this kind of thing...
Silence.
It was too late now, she waited too long. Lucas and her would never be together.
Than, a miracle occured.
"Oh crap it. If Brooke won't say it, I will. Peyotn, you're cool and everything, but I am 100% in love with the pretty girl. Look at her, she's wearing red! Its fate!" Somehow, Brooke's dress had managed to go from purple to red.
"Brooke, I love you. I've been hiding behind peyton (LOL IN YOUR FACE, LEYTONERS!) all along. I love you. u are the one I want."
Brooke's cheeks turned pink.
"I want u to, Lucas Scott!"
And than they shared a long, passionate, lovely kiss. The entire crowd cheered.
"How could you?!" Peyton yelled. Brooke broke the kiss to smile wickedly for a short second.
"Hurts, don't it?"
Brooke and Lucas continued to kiss and Peyton ran out of the church. The crowd cheered louder.
Suddenly, a beeping echosed through the walls and everyone instanly covered their ears.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" Someone yelled.
And slowly the picture started to fade as a young teenage girl's eyes pry open. She groans instanly, at the realization of the dream, and smothers her face with her pillow, allowing herself to growl. Because it was just a dream. And now she has to wake up and face the pucas reality. But nomatter what, she knows that she will ALWAYS be keeping the faith!
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LOL. Okay, obviously, this was based on true events and a real dream I had (and LOVED!). First I'd like to apologize to Peyton/Peyton fans... I like you, but I can't help what leaks into my sub conciouse! I guess I was just really pissed at Mark and leyton and took it out on Peyton. My apologies.
Secondly, if u cut out the ending, it makes a pretty great fic don't it? I hope Mark takes my advice and decides to use this!
Thirdly, yes the beeping was the alarm clock but u are all super smart so I bet u already figured that out!
Anyways, I hope ya liked ;D
Church Bells roared over the town, and everyone groaned and moaned simultaneously. Today was the day. The dag that the infamous Lucas Scott and Peyton Sawyer were to be formally joined, and everyone had to sit door and watch. Everyone in the town KNEW that Lucas and Peyton were not meant to be together, and it only darkened the dag even more. But, out of every physically sickened citizen, no one was meer destroyed than Peyton Sawyer's very own best friend, Brooke Davis.
Brooke was standing anxiously on the steps, awaiting for Peyton to emerge and walk gracefully down the aisle. She would look pretty, in the beautiful B. Davis designed attire, and her face would glow and her hair would be pinned up and blonde and beautiful, and she would walk down the aisle, a boquet in her hands, and stand beside Lucas Scott and claim her love for him publicly.
Brooke held back vomit.
Brooke loved Lucas with all her heart. And deep inside, she knew he loved her as well. Yet he stupidly chose to verplaats along with his plans to marry Peyton Sawyer, soon to be Scott, (more vomit crept up Brooke's throat and she struggled to slikken it down) and live "happily ever after".
Brooke stal a glance at Lucas Scott, whom she observed looked a little overly unsure. Was it just cold feet? Just as Lucas's eyes locked on Brooke's she tore away from the gaze and stared straight ahead, where the Wayland's March (is that what its called? I forgot) began echoing through the walls. Everyone groaned under their breath.
Throughout the entire ceremony, Brooke held back tears that stung in her eyes and vomit that crept up her throat. She payed attention to none of the words until suddenly she heard it. It was time for people to make their objections.
Everyone in that room wanted to object, knowing that the two simply did not belong together, but no one owned the bravery to do so. So they all sat in silence, Even Brooke.
Silence.
Should she speak up? This wuold be her only chance.
Silence.
Peyton was her best friend but it wasn't like she was totally unfarmiliar with this kind of thing...
Silence.
It was too late now, she waited too long. Lucas and her would never be together.
Than, a miracle occured.
"Oh crap it. If Brooke won't say it, I will. Peyotn, you're cool and everything, but I am 100% in love with the pretty girl. Look at her, she's wearing red! Its fate!" Somehow, Brooke's dress had managed to go from purple to red.
"Brooke, I love you. I've been hiding behind peyton (LOL IN YOUR FACE, LEYTONERS!) all along. I love you. u are the one I want."
Brooke's cheeks turned pink.
"I want u to, Lucas Scott!"
And than they shared a long, passionate, lovely kiss. The entire crowd cheered.
"How could you?!" Peyton yelled. Brooke broke the kiss to smile wickedly for a short second.
"Hurts, don't it?"
Brooke and Lucas continued to kiss and Peyton ran out of the church. The crowd cheered louder.
Suddenly, a beeping echosed through the walls and everyone instanly covered their ears.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" Someone yelled.
And slowly the picture started to fade as a young teenage girl's eyes pry open. She groans instanly, at the realization of the dream, and smothers her face with her pillow, allowing herself to growl. Because it was just a dream. And now she has to wake up and face the pucas reality. But nomatter what, she knows that she will ALWAYS be keeping the faith!
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LOL. Okay, obviously, this was based on true events and a real dream I had (and LOVED!). First I'd like to apologize to Peyton/Peyton fans... I like you, but I can't help what leaks into my sub conciouse! I guess I was just really pissed at Mark and leyton and took it out on Peyton. My apologies.
Secondly, if u cut out the ending, it makes a pretty great fic don't it? I hope Mark takes my advice and decides to use this!
Thirdly, yes the beeping was the alarm clock but u are all super smart so I bet u already figured that out!
Anyways, I hope ya liked ;D
