Brooke shows up and sits down beside Luke as he does homework outside on one of the concrete tables. She insists that all "work and no Brooke makes Luke a dull boy." Brooke pulls her knapsack off her shoulder and says, "I've got something for you." He feels bad and says that he doesn't have anything for her. But Brooke insists that he does, blah sexual innuendo, blah. Out comes the Travis CD, and thus commences my wincing. Brooke hands it to Luke and says that a couple songs remind her of him. He says, "I didn't know you were into Travis." She says, "Are you kidding I love Travis, he's the best." He looks at her funny because, of course, Travis is a band and not a boy. He says, "What?" And she says, "The Travis guy, are we not in the same conversation?" Luckily, the bell rings and saves her from colossal embarrassment in front of her new boyfriend who's way more cool and well-read than she is, which makes her kind of insecure. Anyway, she tells Luke to listen to tracks 8 and 13, even though Peyton said to say 8 and 11. Sigh. Oh, Brooke, if you're going to pretend to be anything, it's better to move down the learning curve instead of up -- you can always pretend to be a dummy like most of the girls did in my high school, so the boys think they're smart when they're around you. One girl I knew pretended that she thought cheese came right out of a cow's stomach and that she couldn't tell time, and she always had a boyfriend. Heh. You guys know I'm joking, right? Well, about the downward spiral of Brooke's learning curve; that girl at my high school really did exist.