(A/N: This story is about how Lucas and Nathan make a bet about Brooke Davis. Brooke is nothing like her character on the show; she is more of a Haley, bookwork, goody two shoes, etc. Peyton and Lucas are dating, and Lucas isn't as sensitive as he is on the show. Nathan and Lucas are half brothers, but nobody in town really talks about the whole Dan situation. Haley isn't anything like she is on the show either; she is more like Brooke; bitchy, snobby, and she really likes Nathan.)

Hazy Eyes

The Bet...

Brooke sat at her vanity and stared at her reflection. She sighed and rolled her eyes, "Time to be ignored...again," she said glumly to herself. She pulled her hair back in her usual, perfect pony tail. Brooke applied a little pit of cherry lip gloss onto her lips, and put on a little bit of blush. She blew a strand of hair away from her face, and put on her glasses. Brooke got up and looked at herself in her full length jeans; she looked nothing like the other girls in school. She wore big, buttoned down shirts, and lanky jeans, with usual hand-me-down shoes. Brooke straightened out her shirt and gave herself one last look in the mirror. She smiled, but her smile soon fell, "What are you smiling about?" She asked herself, "You're an invisible nerd..."

Brooke walked down the stairs and saw her parents drinking their coffee; she saw suitcases by the door, so she figured that they were leaving...Again. She sat down across from her father and tapped her fingers lightly on the table. Her mother dropped her coffee cup and glared at Brooke, "Please stop you're tapping, Brooke!" She ordered. Brooke stopped and sighed, "So you guys are leaving again?" She asked.

"Yes," her mother said as the maid cleaned up the spilled coffee and broken cup, "We need to see grandma and grandpa."

Brooke rolled her eyes, "Why? So you can get some more of their money," she said coldly.

Her father glared at her from above his newspaper, "Watch that tongue young lady," he said sternly.

"Sorry," Brooke mumbled.

Brooke's mom cleared her throat and held up Brooke's progress report, "I see that you have a B in Social Studies..."

"I'll bring it up," Brooke said as she looked down at the table.

Brooke's mom sighed, "Brooke, you need to get into a good college..."

"I know Mom," Brooke said cutting her mom off. She got her book bag and got up, "I'll bring it up, I promise..." Brooke walked out the door and started on her way to school. As she walked she saw a bunch of teens driving past her in their new convertibles and SUV's. She shook her head and then looked straight ahead. Brooke never knew why people whispered that she was a perfect little angel, and that she had the perfect life. Her life was far from perfect...

Nathan's alarm clock buzzed loudly. He groaned and hit it off his dresser. Nathan got up and got a shower. When he got out of the shower he could already hear his mom and dad fighting. He turned up his radio to drown out their yelling; he put on his clothes and sprayed some cologne on himself. Nathan sat in his room for awhile and threw up his nerf basketball. He had a big game tonight, and he knew that his dad would be pressuring him as always.

Almost on cue, Dan walked into Nathan's room causing Nathan to sit straight up. "You ready for your game tonight?" Dan asked in his usual cocky tone.

Nathan nodded, "I think I'm going to beat your record tonight..."

Dan laughed maliciously, "You wish Nathan. You don't have the strength or the ability to do that..."

"We'll see," he mumbled.

"Excuse me?" Dan asked. Nathan grew silent, "Come on son, if you want to say something under your breath have the balls to say it a little louder..."

Deb walked in and rested her hand on Dan's chest, "Honey, he has to get to school..."

Dan looked down at Deb, "Teach his some manners," he said angrily and then walked away.

"Why do you two always have to fight in the morning?" Deb asked Nathan.

Nathan stood up and walked past his mother, "I should be asking you the same question..."

Nathan walked out and got into his car; he turned the radio on and bobbed his head along to the music. He saw his mom watching him from the kitchen window; Nathan waved at her and gave her a fake smile. She smiled back and waved back cheerfully. As soon as Nathan pulled out of the driveway he rolled his eyes; his mom didn't care, his dad was a psycho, and he was all alone in the world. Sure, he had his friends, but he didn't know if they liked him for him, or for his money.

Nathan shook his head and focused on the game which was 8 or so hours away. He didn't know why people thought his life was so perfect. He had money and girls, but he wanted something more...

Lucas woke up with his girlfriend Peyton wrapped in his arms. He looked over at his clock and shook Peyton to wake her up, "Babe, we got to get up..."

Peyton groaned, "No," she whined.

"We've got school," Lucas said, "Plus, I have a game tonight that I can't miss..."

Peyton reluctantly got up, and started putting on the clothes that she had brought from the other night, "Having sex on school nights suck," she pointed out.

Lucas kissed her on the lips, "I know Peyton," he said as he began to put on his jeans.

"But I have to say," Peyton began, "It is quite enjoyable..."

Lucas winked at her, "Come on," he said as he playfully slapped her ass, "I'll buy you a coffee..."

"What a gentleman," Peyton teased as they walked out the door together.

Brooke walked into school and was looking through her tablet, "Science notes, science notes," she said to herself as she looked for the notes for the test. As soon as she looked up she ran into a hard body and fell to the ground; her books and notes flying everywhere. Her glasses fell on the ground, "Shoot," she said as she grabbed them and wiped them with her shirt.

"I'm sorry," she heard a masculine voice say, "Here," he said as he handed Brooke her Literature book.

Brooke looked up and saw Nathan Scott kneeling down beside her, "It's okay," Brooke said as she quickly picked up her stuff.

"Are you okay?" Nathan asked as he helped Brooke up.

Brooke nodded her head, "Yeah," she said quickly.

Nathan followed her as she power walked down the hallway, "I'm Nathan Scott..."

"Yeah I know," Brooke said as she turned around quickly.

Nathan cocked a brow, "And you are?"

"Brooke Davis," she said, "You probably don't know me...I'm not a cheerleader or popular..."

Nathan dug his hands in his pocket, "How do you know me?"

Brooke laughed, "You're Nathan Scott, the best basketball player in Tree Hill! Most popular guy in our school, voted homecoming king every single year..."

"Do you stalk me?" Nathan teased.

Brooke blushed, "No," she stammered, "I just...All the nerds in my advanced classes talk about you like you're some sort of god or something..."

Nathan gave her a cocky smile, "Well I am..."

"I'm sure," Brooke said sarcastically and then turned and ran into Haley.

Haley scoffed, "Watch it you nerdy bitch!"

"Sorry," Brooke said softly.

Haley gave a cute smile to Nathan, and then refocused on Brooke, "Yeah, you better be sorry you unpopular retard!"

"Hales," Nathan said softy; trying to stop her.

Brooke looked blankly at Haley, "I'm, I'm, really sorry..." She said nervously.

"Listen Bah-rooke," she said exaggerating Brooke's name, "Stop trying to hit on the popular guys, because they will never be interested in you!"

Brooke bit her bottom lip, "We just ran into each other, and he was helping me with picking up my books," she explained.

Haley rested her hands on her hips, "Get out of my site you weirdo!"

Brooke walked away fast and as soon as she got out of their site started to cry.

Haley turned towards Nathan and smiled sweetly at him, "Hey super star..."

"Hales," Nathan greeted, "I've seen that you haven't lost your bitchiness," he said as he began to walk past her.

Haley grabbed his arm, "Nathan...You know I had the right to bitch her out...She's not like us."

Nathan sighed, "That was pretty freakin' shady," he stated.

Haley grabbed his face lightly and gave him a peck on the lips, "I'm sorry," she pouted, "Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yeah," Nathan said as he pulled her into a hug. He had to keep up a fake like he didn't care about Brooke. There was something different about the girl.

Nathan, Lucas, Peyton, and Haley all sat at their usual lunch table. Lucas and Nathan talked about basketball, while Haley and Peyton gossiped.

They all watched as Brooke dropped her tray. Haley laughed out loud, and then everyone started laughing, "That girl is such a geek," Haley exclaimed.

"Who would ever date that chick?" Lucas asked as he ate a French fry.

Nathan laughed along, "I don't know dude..."

Lucas looked at Nathan and patted him on the back, "Let's make a bet..."

"You're not thinking what I'm thinking?" Peyton asked him.

Lucas laughed, "If you can turn Brooke Davis into the homecoming queen and the most popular girl in school..."

"Third most popular," Haley pointed out.

"Third most popular," Lucas added, "I will clean your car for a whole month, and pay for your vacation this summer..."

Nathan rolled his eyes, "And what if I lose?"

"Oh yeah," Lucas said, "Since you will probably lose, you will have to pay for mine and Peyton's vacation to Greece this summer, and clean my room for four weeks..."

"Dude!" Nathan said.

Lucas laughed, "Come on Nate, all you have to do is make the girl popular..."

Haley scoffed, "Nathan cannot date her!"

Peyton laughed, "Come on Hales it's just a bet..."

"Whatever," Haley said.

The bell rang and Nathan followed Brooke. He stopped her before they went into the school, and he smiled at her, "Hey you," he said using all his charm.

"Hi," Brooke said in confusion.

Nathan brushed a strand of hair out of her face, "I was wondering if you'd come to the basketball game tonight..."

Brooke laughed, "You're kidding right?"

"No," Nathan said, "I want you to come, and then maybe we could hang out afterwards..."

Brooke rolled her eyes, "Okay, what bet did you lose to do this?"

"I just want to get to know you," Nathan said; which was half true, but he wouldn't admit that to any of his friends.

Brooke crossed her arms, "Why?"

"I don't know," Nathan said, "You're different from other girls..."

"Why cause I'm not slutty?" Brooke asked sarcastically.

Nathan laughed, "Well for one thing you have a great sense of humor," he smiled brightly at her, "I'll see you tonight," he said and then walked into the building.

Brooke watched him walk away and secretly smiled to herself. She turned around and saw Peyton standing there smiling at her, "I seem to be running into a lot of people lately," Brooke said with a quiet laugh.

Peyton grabbed her hand, "We're going to do a little make over on you before you go to the game tonight," she said with a huge smile on her face.

Before Brooke could say anything Peyton dragged her away. They walked into Peyton's room, and immediately Brooke noticed all the sketches on her wall, "Wow, these are beautiful..."

Peyton smiled genuinely, "Thank you," she said. Nobody had ever really complimented her drawings before...Nobody ever noticed them, "Okay," she said as she clapped her hands, "Come here."

Brooke walked over and sat down in the chair in front of Peyton. Peyton straightened her hair while Brooke read a magazine, "Why are you being so nice to me?" Brooke asked.

"Because I think you deserve it," Peyton said. She unplugged the straightener and kneeled in front of Brooke, "Time for some make up. You have really pretty eyes so I'm going to make them stand out."

When Peyton finally finished Brooke looked into the mirror and smiled, "Oh my god! Thank you," she said as she gave Peyton a hug.

"No problem," Peyton said, "You're beautiful," she said as she took off Brooke's glasses, "Now, you don't need these..."

Brooke chuckled lightly, "Truthfully I just wore the glasses just because..."

"You're kidding?" Peyton asked with a laugh.

Brooke laughed louder, "I wish I was!"

Peyton draped her arm around Brooke, "Come on, we have a basketball game to go to!"

Brooke nodded her head and chuckled nervously, "Okay..."

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