Lucas: Hey Peyton! It's you.
Peyton: What?!
Lucas: When all my dreams come true, the one I want next to me...
It's you. It's you Peyton.

Suddenly it was as if the roar of the crowd, the echo of the final buzzers,
the cheers of my teammates were all sounding from 1,000 miles away,
and what remained in that bizarre,
muffled silence was only Peyton.
The girl whose art, passion, and beauty had changed my life.
In that moment, my triumph was not a state championship, but simple clarity.
The realization that we had always been meant for each other
and every instinct to the contrary had simply been a denial of the following truth
- I was now and would always be in love with Peyton Sawyer .