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M through R › One Tree Hill
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
22
Views:
4,854
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8
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0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own One Tree Hill, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 17
Hey y'all, sorry this is short, but I have been super busy, but don't worry i'll plenty of time to write in a few days, so this is just to hold y'all over till then.
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"Haley!" a voice called from behind them as they walked through the courtyard to the parking lot. Brooke and Haley turned around to find Peyton rushing towards them. Nathan wasn't far behind.
"What's going on?" Peyton asked.
"I'm not valedictorian anymore," she shrugged.
"What?" Nathan asked. "Why?"
"Nathan!" Haley gasped, bringing a hand over her mouth. "What happened?" His right eye was bruised. There were a few stitches over his left eye brow. His lip was cut deeply.
Lucas hurried to join the group, "Haley, what's going on?"
Her eyes narrowed, taking a step forward, "You said you only hit him twice."
"Wait? What?" he asked, looking around nervously.
"It looks like you did more than that."
Lucas looked at Nathan, and realized what she was talking about, "No, Haley, I swear..."
Brooke held out a hand, slipping it into Haley's, pulling her back. Lucas saw this and his eyes narrowed at the cheerleader.
"Don't start with me Scott," Brooke warned.
"Lucas, you shouldn't be here," Peyton said.
"You are disgusting," Lucas spat at Brooke.
"Can someone tell me what's going on?" Nathan asked.
Lucas turned to him, his eyes dancing in delight, but Haley cut him off.
"Who did this to you, Nathan?" she asked, her eyes kind.
"Don't worry about it Hales. It's not your fault."
"Yes, it is. I swear, I never wanted you to get hurt," she insisted.
"I know," he smiled softly. "And it's ok, really. What's important now is the fact that your not valedictorian. What's going on?"
Haley frowned, her eyes dropping to the pavement. Brooke's thumb started to rub comforting circles on her hand.
"Certain people believe that due to recent events, Haley isn't the right person to be representing our school," Brooke explained. Nathan's eyes grew wide.
"Is this because of me?" he asked worriedly.
"Don't worry about it," Haley said.
"I thought we told you to stay away from her!"
Haley and Brooke turned to find several of the rivercourt guys walking towards them. Haley suddenly realized who had done this to Nathan.
"Guys," Haley said, holding up her hands. "What's going on?"
"We told that dick to stay away from you," Skills replied.
"I wasn't doing anything," Nathan replied.
"You were within a hundred feet of her," Junk pointed out.
"Dude, back off!"
"Who said that?" Peyton asked, turning to Brooke.
"Principal Turner."
"He can't be serious."
"Yea, well, I wonder what he would say if he could see her now," Lucas smirked, eyeing Haley's and Brooke's hands that were still intertwined.
"Oh, grow up," Peyton replied.
"You agree with this?"
"I warned you," Skills frowned.
"Guys," Haley breathed.
"Back off," Nathan glared as several guys took a step towards him.
"Or what?" Fergie asked, pushing his shoulder.
"Why shouldn't I?" Peyton asked. "Maybe if you would stop being an immature prick for a second, you could see that Haley's happy. She's really happy for the first time in I don't know how long, and if you were really her best friend like you say you are, you would accept that."
"How can I accept that? She's a--"
"You finish that sentence, and I swear, you'll look a lot worse than Nathan does right about now," Brooke warned him.
"Guys!!" Haley yelled. Everybody froze. "Stop it. Just stop it!" She looked around the group, her eyes set.
"You," she said, pointing to the rivercourt guys, "Stay away from Nathan. He's suffered just as much as I have with this whole thing. Nathan," she turned to him. "I'm sorry for all this. I really am, and don't worry, this valedictorian thing isn't your fault. You," she turned to Lucas. "Stay the hell away from me. Peyton," she turned to the blonde. "Thank you. And you," she turned to Brooke smiling gently. "Take me home."
"Gladly," Brooke smiled, placing a protective arm around her shoulders, leading her to
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"Haley!" a voice called from behind them as they walked through the courtyard to the parking lot. Brooke and Haley turned around to find Peyton rushing towards them. Nathan wasn't far behind.
"What's going on?" Peyton asked.
"I'm not valedictorian anymore," she shrugged.
"What?" Nathan asked. "Why?"
"Nathan!" Haley gasped, bringing a hand over her mouth. "What happened?" His right eye was bruised. There were a few stitches over his left eye brow. His lip was cut deeply.
Lucas hurried to join the group, "Haley, what's going on?"
Her eyes narrowed, taking a step forward, "You said you only hit him twice."
"Wait? What?" he asked, looking around nervously.
"It looks like you did more than that."
Lucas looked at Nathan, and realized what she was talking about, "No, Haley, I swear..."
Brooke held out a hand, slipping it into Haley's, pulling her back. Lucas saw this and his eyes narrowed at the cheerleader.
"Don't start with me Scott," Brooke warned.
"Lucas, you shouldn't be here," Peyton said.
"You are disgusting," Lucas spat at Brooke.
"Can someone tell me what's going on?" Nathan asked.
Lucas turned to him, his eyes dancing in delight, but Haley cut him off.
"Who did this to you, Nathan?" she asked, her eyes kind.
"Don't worry about it Hales. It's not your fault."
"Yes, it is. I swear, I never wanted you to get hurt," she insisted.
"I know," he smiled softly. "And it's ok, really. What's important now is the fact that your not valedictorian. What's going on?"
Haley frowned, her eyes dropping to the pavement. Brooke's thumb started to rub comforting circles on her hand.
"Certain people believe that due to recent events, Haley isn't the right person to be representing our school," Brooke explained. Nathan's eyes grew wide.
"Is this because of me?" he asked worriedly.
"Don't worry about it," Haley said.
"I thought we told you to stay away from her!"
Haley and Brooke turned to find several of the rivercourt guys walking towards them. Haley suddenly realized who had done this to Nathan.
"Guys," Haley said, holding up her hands. "What's going on?"
"We told that dick to stay away from you," Skills replied.
"I wasn't doing anything," Nathan replied.
"You were within a hundred feet of her," Junk pointed out.
"Dude, back off!"
"Who said that?" Peyton asked, turning to Brooke.
"Principal Turner."
"He can't be serious."
"Yea, well, I wonder what he would say if he could see her now," Lucas smirked, eyeing Haley's and Brooke's hands that were still intertwined.
"Oh, grow up," Peyton replied.
"You agree with this?"
"I warned you," Skills frowned.
"Guys," Haley breathed.
"Back off," Nathan glared as several guys took a step towards him.
"Or what?" Fergie asked, pushing his shoulder.
"Why shouldn't I?" Peyton asked. "Maybe if you would stop being an immature prick for a second, you could see that Haley's happy. She's really happy for the first time in I don't know how long, and if you were really her best friend like you say you are, you would accept that."
"How can I accept that? She's a--"
"You finish that sentence, and I swear, you'll look a lot worse than Nathan does right about now," Brooke warned him.
"Guys!!" Haley yelled. Everybody froze. "Stop it. Just stop it!" She looked around the group, her eyes set.
"You," she said, pointing to the rivercourt guys, "Stay away from Nathan. He's suffered just as much as I have with this whole thing. Nathan," she turned to him. "I'm sorry for all this. I really am, and don't worry, this valedictorian thing isn't your fault. You," she turned to Lucas. "Stay the hell away from me. Peyton," she turned to the blonde. "Thank you. And you," she turned to Brooke smiling gently. "Take me home."
"Gladly," Brooke smiled, placing a protective arm around her shoulders, leading her to