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The Cube had appeared both in Peyton's and in Brooke's rooms and they knew they were going to go home soon. But before tht they needed to say goodbye.
That's why now they were in front of Lucas and Layla's room, knocking on the door.

Brooke heard the announcement while she was in the Boutique, shopping, and ran upstairs.
She knocked on Peyton's door, screaming for her friend to open.
When she did, she saw Peyton was as pale as she must be.
"What's happening?" they asked each other in unison.

Brooke was just taking a walk on the grounds, enjoying the crisp morning air. She had just found out everything that had happened back home while she had been Here. It was a lot to take in and she needed to think about it.

Brooke was sitting down in one of the cafés, drinking some cold tea and working on some drawings. As stupid as it could sound since she had no means to send them to her company, she still wanted to work on them and get them as better as she could.

Brooke walked into the Boutique and started browsing about. A fashionista like her just couldn't help loving clothes and the variety that was in there...wow!
As she looked around she started piling up stuff on her arm: she needed a new closet, right? She smiled to herself, feeling at ease in her element.

Cordelia sat on a lounger by the indoor pool. She was wearing a blue bikini she had picked up from the Boutique. She was enjoying an iced mocha latte and considering going for a swim. She had so much free time on her hands these days it was hard to keep herself occupied.

Lucas was sitting in Tea Leaves with an iced latte. He had a pen and notepad and was working on a gift for Layla for their one month anniversary since they'd gotten married. He was considering taking a break and going for a walk around the lake soon. He'd told Layla he was working on part of her gift and didn't want her to see it until their anniversary. That had been a few hours ago. He had written a little of what he wanted to.  He was wearing a pair of jeans, a blue t-shirt and a leather jacket he'd picked up from the Boutique.

He took a sip of his iced latte and tried to write some more. The pen was posed on his notebook and he looked around, trying to think of what to write next.

Brooke missed Angie terribly already. She had been gone for only a few hours now but still she missed her. Missed having to be constantly attentive to another little person, missed the baby laugh, missed not being able to leave anything around...Yes, she even missed the crying. She knew Angie had gotten home fine and she imagined her parents meeting her at the airport, what they would say, how her baby would be happy to see them again. Her baby. God, how she missed her!
And she had loads of toys now which were a constant reminder of what was missing in the house. Sighing, she decided to start putting them away. She wouldn't need them again in a hurry. She found a wooden box while she was piling them up. "I don't remember buying this one" she thought, looking at the puzzle inside. She let all the other stuffed toys fall inside a carton box and went to the table. She just needed to get her mind off of Angie and decided to try working the puzzle out. "Not the best way possible but anyway..." she thought. She worked out and when she put in the last piece she saw a blinding green light. All of a sudden she wasn't in the living room of her house in Tree Hill. She was...somewhere. She didn't know where. All she knew was that whatever that place was, it was pretty cool, especially for a designer: rows and rows of clothes stood there, facing her, while shoes and bags sat on their shelves gazing down at her.
"Wow!" she said, looking around herself amazed.