Ok so i hate peyton soo much of course toi know that =] There are MILLIONS of reasons why i absoloutly cant STAND HER!!!
1.In the first season she cheats on her BEST Friends boyfriend.BUt that is not the worst part. When brooke tells peyton "I'm falling for him" and also that she likes him alot she still has an on going affair behind her back.She also gets made a brooke for being mad at her!!
2.In the 3rd season she tells brooke that she still has feeling for lucas. I know that she was trying to be honest but she a dit to brooke that she wont hurt her right after the shooting WERE LUCAS&PEYTON...
I found this series of articles on livejournal written par nom d’utilisateur : Magicalthree's They are Great, and all about brucas!! This one I enjoyed esspecially so I am now posting it on here to share with all toi Brucas fans! I ASSUME NO RIGHTS FOR THIS article AND IT IS NOT MY WORK I AM JUST SIMPLY POSTING THIS TO SHARE!! ALL RIGHTS AND source GO TO LIVEJOURNAL USER MAGICALTHREE'S
8 REASONS WHY BROOKE AND LUCAS ARE MENT TO BE!!
REASON 8: I think Brooke's red door is significant in their relationship because it marked the beginning of Lucas montrer his feelings for Brooke. This happens I think in Season...
There is a line in one of my fathers books, it goes ‘being Rebelle is not the absence of fear, it’s having the will do go forth in the presence of fear’ in which case I must be pretty Rebelle because honestly I am scared. I wake up scared, I go through the jour scared and I eventually fall asleep still shaking with fear. I don’t know what to do, what is right ou wrong, where to look ou turn. I don’t know what to say, ou think, I am so Lost in the indecision that every déplacer I make racks me with fear.
Just walking upstairs makes me question every déplacer I’ve made but I...
because hannah asked so nicely, and im a sucker for politeness.
If there is one thing I know it’s when I am in trouble, there’s a certain way my name is said, with the slightest flicker of disappointment. So when my favourite professor stops me as I’m about to leave his lecture I know it’s not a good thing.
The grimace I wear as I take the siège he offers isn’t on purpose, and I hear him sigh and then he slaps a familiar sleeve on the desk, “well done”
I say nothing.
“By far the best paper in the class” he adds on, and I just kink my eyebrow. What does he want...