75Ok, I'm starting a new story because I'm having some problems writing the next chaps for my other stories and I really like the idea that came into my mind, while we were on another family road trip! Haha. It seems like that is where I get most of my ideas! Anyways I hope you enjoy this…I will also be trying to update on my other stories! If you have any idea on what you would like to happen in my other stories please feel free to message me! Alright well here goes nothing!
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Information needed for the story
-Nathan and Brooke Scott are twins
- They are juniors
- Nathan is the all shot basketball player, pretty much like he was season one. The only person that doesn't get attitude from Nathan is Brooke. He is pretty much the only person in his life that he truly cares for. He will go to any and all lengths to protect her from any and everything.
- Brooke was just like she was in the show, except she didn't sleep around. She had one serious relationship, where she lost her virginity. She knew that all the guys at school wanted her and she would tease them, but she respected herself enough not to sleep around. She stopped being the happy girl when her mom died. Deb and her were extremely close and she was completely shocked when she found out her mom died from alcohol poisoning. She shut herself off to everyone, basically turned into a Goth. She talked with Nathan and Haley a littlie bit, but other than that her heart was completely guarded. She wasn't a cheerleader anymore and she lost all of her old friends. She only made one new friend, Haley James. She is also a dancer, but no one else knows she is except Haley.
- Parents are Deb and Dan Scott
- Deb died from alcohol poisoning at the end of Nathan and Brooke's freshman year, but there is a surprise in store.
- Dan is still an ass. Just like he is in the show, but he never is nice, ever! He pressures Nathan just like in the show and bullies Brooke all of the time. Nathan doesn't know that Dan bullies her.
- Haley James
- Brooke's only friend.
- She is like she is in the show, quirky, musically talented, smart, and beautiful.
- Her and Nathan never date in this fic, sorry to you Naley fans. I love Naley, but they will only be friends.
- Haley didn't have any friends before Brooke
- Peyton Sawyer and Rachel Gatina
- New co-captains of the Tree Hill Ravens Cheerleaders
- Ex-best friends of Brooke
- Spread rumors and such about Brooke
- The two biggest bitches and sluts at Tree Hill High
- Rachel and Nathan used to 'date', but he broke up with her
- Rachel is pretty much the leader; Peyton is her second in command
- Lucas Roe
- is a true bad boy, the whole shebang. He drives a motorcycle, wears a leather jacket, smokes, was in juvie for assault, etc.
- DOES NOT PLAY BASKETBALL
- secretly is extremely smart, loves reading, etc.
- all the girls think he is extremely hot and he would normally hook up with pretty much all of them, if it wasn't for a beautiful, dark angel (Brooke) that catches his eye
- was in foster care, his foster parents are Karen and Keith
- lived in a small town in Kansas all his life, until he moves to Tree Hill, North Caroline with his parents
- Karen Roe and Keith Roe
- Lucas's foster parents
- moved from a small town in Kansas to Tree Hill, North Carolina
- Karen and Keith Roe went to Tree Hill High with Dan Scott. Karen and Keith were high school sweethearts.
- Karen opens a small café and Keith opens a car shop, just like in the show.
- moved to Tree Hill after Lucas got out of Juvie
Other characters in this story will be minimal characters. They will be described in the story. The characters listed above are the main characters in my fic. If you have questions on any of the characters just message me or write it in your review.
Summary: Lucas Roe moves to Tree Hill after being released from Juvie. He doesn't expect his life to change when he moves. He never thought he would fall in love, until he met Brooke Scott, The tortured girl that will change his life forever. Will he be able to save her from herself? Will she be able to change Lucas Roe from badass to nice guy?
Chapter One
Lucas's POV
When Karen and Keith told me we were moving I wasn't upset. It's not like I had people there that meant anything to me. Truth be told, I haven't had anyone in my life that has truly meant something to me. I know Keith and Karen love me or whatever, and even though I would never admit it out loud, I love them too. I'm actually extremely surprised that they kept me and didn't return me to foster care.
Anyways, back in Kansas I didn't have friends. I pretty much spent my time hooking up with girls, drinking at bars, hooking up some more and beating the crap out of any guy that thought he could beat me up. That is how I ended up in juvie for 90 days. His name was Ray Simons, captain of the football team and all around pain in the ass. So one day after a football game, they were having a victory party and I went, only for the free booze, and he was a little tipsy. So he pushes me and throws a punch, but I duck before he can hit my jaw. His fist collided with the wall behind me and lets just say that that made him pretty angry. I then punch him in the face a few times and tackle him to the ground. After someone breaks up the fight, he ended up with a broken nose, a black eye and a few broken ribs. Of course his dad was the major of our town, so he sent me to juvie for assault.
After my sentence was over, I came back home and nothing was the same. Everyone in our town was spitting upon my parents, because their son 'assaulted' the major's perfect child. Of course no one said anything about him throwing the first punch, just the fact that I kicked his ass. After a couple of weeks of me being out of juvie, my parents bosses fired them from their jobs and no one would hire them because of what I did, so we had to move. That is how we ended up here in Tree Hill.
When we drove up our new driveway, I told Keith and Karen that I was going to take a drive around the town. They said fine so, I unloaded my bike from the moving truck and put my helmet and leather jacket on before starting up my Harley and taking off. I drove up and down the streets of Tree Hill until I found a drug store. I went in and bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Then I walked out and took off again, finding a spot where I could smoke in piece. I drove by the beach and saw an empty, wooden, lifeguard house. 'Perfect,' I thought. I parked my bike in a spot outside a surf shop and slid my helmet off my head and tucked it under my arm. I walked across the boardwalk and onto the coarse sand below my feet. As I reached the house I noticed the wood was old and starting to peel, and it smelled of mold and salt, but that just made it more unique. I walked up the wooden ramp and rounded the corner of the house to see that someone else was there. She was beautiful. I had never seen anyone like her. Starting at her feet, she wore platform, black, combat boots, and up her legs were fishnets that led to the smallest black skirt I had ever seen. Her nails were painted black and hundreds of plastic, black bracelets covered her wrists. Hiding her upper body was a tight, long – sleeve, black shirt, with her dark brown hair flowing over her shoulders. Her porcelain face was flawless, with hazel eyes that were accentuated with dark eye makeup. Plump lips were covered with red lipstick and a metal bar was piercing through her right eyebrow. She was perfect, leaning on the railing of the life house, while staring out at the ocean, my dark angel.
Brooke's POV
I had been standing at the abandoned life house on the beach of Tree Hill for most of the day. It's my place to gather all of the thoughts in my head. I first found this place when my dad, Major Dan Scott, sat my brother and me down about two years ago and told us that our mother was dead. After he told us that, I ran out of my house, tears clouding my vision. I was going wherever my legs would take me, and they happened to take me to this very life house that I'm standing at right now.
Nathan doesn't know where I go for hours at a time. He stopped asking me, when I just told him I was out and would come back home. I always came back home, so he stopped asking, stopped worrying, because he knew I would come back.
Nathan is the best brother I could ever ask for. So were twins and he's 2 minutes and 47 seconds older, but it seems like he has a couple years on me. Always playing the over protective big brother card, whenever some guy would make a snide remark about how I wasn't 'fuckable' anymore or how much of a loner I was. He was and still is my rock.
After my mom died I completely changed. I was no longer the happy-go-lucky, cheery girl, who trusted people easily. I was no longer Brooke Scott the slut or Brooke Scott the tease. I was Brooke Scott the loser or Brooke Scott the Goth. People treated me differently. I was no longer worshipped in the halls was I was made fun of and spit upon. I learned to not let my classmates taunting get to me, so with over the years I built a wall around my heart. The only people that could make it half way over the high was I built was Nathan. There would be time when I was vulnerable in front of him, but it lasted at most a couple of minutes. I would then piece myself back together and go back to some sort of normalcy.
Today when I came to life house it was because I didn't want to be alone with my dad, if you can call him that. After my mom died he started pushing Nathan way too hard in basketball and when Nathan would be out practicing, so he wouldn't disappoint 'daddy', 'daddy' would be beating me senseless, telling me how much of a disappointment I am and blaming me for mom's death. I've never told anyone about what he does to me because if Nathan found out, he would make sure 'daddy' got everything he disserved. I'm sure Nathan would definitely beat him 'til 'daddy' was probably dead and I definitely couldn't live my life knowing that I could've prevented Nathan from killing 'daddy.'
My thoughts are interrupted when I hear one of the floorboards creak and come face to face with the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen.
"Hey…"