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The Brooke & Lucas League
11 August 2010 @ 02:47 am
What's up, ya'll?!  

This is the official LiveJournal for the Brucas League! Aren't you guys all excited?! And you might be thinking "Yeah, and what does it mean?" It means that you'll find here all the latest info on Brooke & Lucas, such as pictures, spoilers and even videos. 
This was created to go with our 200th Spoiler Thread but expect it to be up as long as we have spoilers!
I guess that's it, folks! And don't  forget to keep the faith! ;)
xx

- Cami

 
 
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The Brooke & Lucas League
03 August 2008 @ 09:22 pm
Letter 86- Megan  
Dear Lucas,

As I am sitting here looking at the New York City skyline, I hope that this letter finds you well. It has been a couple of years since we last saw each other. Each day since then I have been focusing my attention on my company, which is expanding with each day.

I wished for my company to become successful and it has beyond my wildest dreams. I have come to realize in the four years since I left Tree Hill that having a successful multi-million dollar company is not everything. Traveling all over the world, the celebrity, and the upscale lifestyle should be enough but I come home to an empty apartment. My dinner table has multiple place settings but every night it’s just me, myself, and I at the table. Over the years, it has gotten more and more unbearable. It has gotten to the point where my smiles mask my feelings of loneliness mixed with a profound sadness.

I admit that I have not kept in touch with everyone like I should have. My consistent excuse of saying that I have been busy with the company comes so easily. With that being said, I spoke to Peyton the other day for the first time in what feels like an eternity. We talked mostly about missing all of it. When we were in high school, we all were in search of something more. Tree Hill was just Tree Hill. Now I have come to realize and appreciate that Tree Hill is much more than a small town that I grew up in North Carolina.

Although my memories of Tree Hill are not all rosy, I found that the majority of my positive memories of home were moments of my life that I shared with you. I remember our first date at The Blue Post. What's your take on tattoos? Remember that Luke? Every time I look at my tattoo, it reminds me of you and that night. That night you confirmed once again that I did not have to be the person that people thought I was. Instead, you opened the door so I could be my true self even if that meant admitting my passion for Weird Science. No matter how much time passes; I will always miss your presence… and how you make me feel. Your encouragement more so than anyone else’s has made me feel like I can do anything. We have been through a lot you and me; I don’t know what I would do without you Lucas Scott.

The truth of the matter is that I am still trying to figure this all out but a sense of real belonging, friends, family, and of course, love is what I’m seeking. Love is what it’s all about. I have realized that with everything that I am fortunate to have, it is not enough. Talking to Peyton that night made me realize that I need to come home. My coming home will presumably have consequences but I think it is worth it. I have the possibility to fulfill my hearts desires.


Brooke  
 
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The Brooke & Lucas League
03 August 2008 @ 09:21 pm
Letter 85- Christine  

Dear Lucas,

A year ago you called me when all your dreams were coming true. Your book was going to be published, and I couldn't have been happier for you.

The details of that night are etched into my brain, while your own memories are probably hazy from too much champagne. I can still feel your lips on mine. I wasn't the girl you wanted to be kissing that night, and I certainly wasn't the one you wanted to be celebrating a new "engagement" with; if I hadn't known that then, I wouldn't be able to avoid it now.

"Brooke Davis is brilliant and beautiful and brave. In two years she had changed more than anyone I had ever known. Brooke Davis is going to change the world someday, and she doesn't even know it." When you read those words to me as our senior year was coming to a close, they meant the world to me.

That you thought those beautiful things about me almost made all the pain worth it, almost made up for my parents disinterest. Almost.

I should have known it was too good to be true. With you, it always was. I wasn't prepared for An Unkindness of Ravens. You'd think I would be used to sucker punches by now. I wish you didn't still have the power to bring me to tears.

Your "moment of clarity" was one of the hardest moments of my life. The last thing I wanted to do was push you towards her; I wanted to be the one what was standing next to you not only when your dreams came true, but when your world was falling apart as well. But it was so clear what you wanted. You just didn't want to be responsible for destroying our friendship beyond repair. You never seemed to understand that if we'd ever been the friends we claimed to be, you never could have come between us. We wouldn't have hurt each other as often as we did.

I don't blame you for loving her more. I never really did. But that doesn't make the knowledge that you never really loved me any easier to bare. Why did you have to be so damn convincing? What was it about me that signaled to you that I would be so easy to fool? How can every beautiful thing you ever said to me have been a lie? If I was so brilliant and beautiful and brave, how could you use me like that? Why did you make me love you?

I am proud of you, Luke. I knew even as you broke down in my arms on the river court that you wouldn't let the HCM tear you down. I'm proud that you've achieved this dream, and I will always love you. I just wish I didn't have to know that you never loved me back.

Keep dreaming,

Brooke

 
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The Brooke & Lucas League
03 August 2008 @ 09:20 pm
Letter 84- Adrienne  

Dear Lucas,

Every time I write one of these I always hope it’ll be my last. I always hope that time and distance will help my heart forget how fast it likes to beat when you’re around. It never turns out that way though does it? Luke you shouldn’t have kissed me. You just shouldn’t have. I didn’t want to have to say good bye to you tonight. We’re going to be in the same city working on our dreams, and I can’t think of anyone I’d rather have here with me while I worked for those dreams than you, and you had to ruin it by kissing me! If I never got to taste your lips on mine again it would be hell, but worth every minute knowing that I would never feel the ache that consumes me when I know that you’re thinking about her while kissing me.

Don’t you get it Lucas? Two boys and girl, summers at our beach house and winters in the south of France tonight wasn’t just a rebound for me. That’s my dream Luke, you me and a big family, but I gave up that dream when I gave you up for Peyton. So you can’t just kiss me, because this has to be my dream now. Clothes over Bros, couture, fashion week this HAS to be my dream now Luke because as long as you’re my dream my heart doesn’t stand a chance. You’re the one for me Lucas Scott the one I would give all this up for, but that’s not what that kiss meant. I wish that’s what that kiss meant.

I wish so many things for us Luke. I wish we’d get our two boys – twins, and that their little sister would have your eyes. I wish we could paint our first place together getting more paint on each other than on the walls. I wish I could pick out your tie for your first book signing, and that you’d be wearing the first ever B.Scott suit on our wedding day. I wish I’d known who Peyton was going to turn in to before I made that decision in senior year. I wish I’d never let you go. I wish you hadn’t kissed me last night, because than I wouldn’t be crying over you –again.

I wish I had the courage to send you this.

I’m yours forever,
Brooke

 
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The Brooke & Lucas League
03 August 2008 @ 09:18 pm
Letter 83- Cheyenne  
Dear Luke,

Ya know, I never thought I’d write you another letter. I thought that the summer I spent thinking and dreaming of only you would be just a distant memory I’d remember when thinking about high school. But here I am, sitting in the stupid Dallas airport with Peyton asleep next to me, writing out the things I didn’t have enough balls to write in your yearbook in another letter you’ll never see.

We went through a hell of a senior year didn’t we? Well, I guess YOU went through a lot and I sort of tagged along for the ride to make sure you stayed sane. But you never really needed me. You’re strong enough to go alone but I know that you need a person to just... be there. And I was happy to be that person for you until you needed Peyton. As her best friend, I have to say she’s a damn good replacement. After what you went through with Keith, she knows how to help you more than I can, even with Lily. After all, she’s had more experience in those areas than I have. But hopefully I helped you in some way because Lucas, you helped me more than you’ll ever know.

Every time I think about the four years I considered myself ‘stuck’ in Tree Hill High, I can only remember you. Not being class president or being captain of the cheerleaders; you. I remember when I read that boring as hell Steinbeck book, remember when you broke my heart, and remember when you became my friend. Although I think my favorite part of remembering you is remembering how you made me fall in love. Every little thing you’ve done has just put me head over heels. They way you speak, the way you write, the way you think. The way you touch, move, and taste. All of it makes me love you so much more.

Do you ever think about me? I try not to think about you because pretending you never happened is easier most times. I can try and focus on the love, but there’s still the memories of your broken promises and the beautiful letters with hopes of a future that will never come true because of one of our favorite blondes. I feel like I just wrote one giant contradiction. It’s just as well though, after all, you know just how contradicting I can be. Anyway there are times when I think about you and it’s such a surge of different emotions I feel crazy. Like when we went to Honeygrove and were looking through old yearbooks. I left you a hell of an entry in your junior yearbook and vice versa but we seemed to have skipped over reading those aloud huh?

Remember when Skills read Jimmy’s entry? You didn’t notice but I looked at you. Whenever someone brings up Jimmy ot that day, I think and sometimes worry about you. Think about how you manage to go day by day, living a life that seems to be against you, a life that just takes and barely gives. Worry that you wont recognize your own will power and hope and love that can help you make it through everything that life throws at you. I know we’re barely 18 but you are the best possible man I know you can be. I’m so proud of you and you’ve barely just begun.

I love you Lucas Eugene Scott, this letter is more than enough to prove that I do. And I meant it 110 percent when I said that I always would. But it’s... different now. Ever since Keith passed it’s been different. You changed. And I know that stuff like that changes a person. I’ve seen it. I saw it change Peyton and you and your mom. It’s unfortunate because you can never get back to how you were before. Maybe that’s why we didn’t work. Not to say it’s a bad change, it just wasn’t the right time to continue. And who knows? Maybe in a few years, we’ll meet up at one of Jamie’s birthday parties and we can see where it takes us, see if we can finish what we’ve started. Or maybe we wont. Maybe you’ll marry Peyton and I my work and we’ll smile at each other cause it’ll be right.

True love will find us in the end.

Love always,
Brooke
 
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