Brooke and Peyton were in Brooke's room and were looking at the cube set there. "So, you won't be there when I get home. Not this you, at least" Peyton said sadly. Brooke turned towards her. "No" she answered "I'm five years ahed of you. But the other me will be there" she said, trying to be cheerful. She knew the times to come weren't going to be easy for the two of them. She turned again towards the cube. "Ok, so, on the count of three we touch the cube and leave, got it?" she asked. Hearing no answer from her friend, she turned around again "Hey, Peyt, what's going on? Aren't you happy to be going home?" "I'm gonna miss you so much" Peyton said in answer. Brooke hugged her "You want to know a secret? All the way, even when I picked on you and teased you and hurt you, I never stopped loving you. You never stopped being my best friend. And although it will seem impossible to you, I promise we'll get our friendship back, Peyton. Trust me" she said. "You promise?" Peyton asked "I promise. I love you, P. Sawyer" "I love you too, B. Davis" The two friends hugged tight for a moment, then stood in front of the cube and counted "One...Two...Three..." They touched it and they were gone.