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A/N - I'm glad to see some of you back. Thanks for all the reviews on the last part of this story. It motivated me to get started on this one. Well, here is the first chapter, I hope you enjoy it. This takes place 10 years after graduation. There will be a few flashbacks in these chapters, but the story will pretty much stay in the time it is. Okay, Leave some words. -Tigger


Miles Apart

"Sound check in 10." A tall brunette said with her head peaking around the door of the dressing room.

"Okay." She said absently.

Haley James was sitting in her dressing room, reading her email. She had just read through one that invited her to her high school reunion. She knew it was coming up, but was still shocked to realize that 10 years had went by already. She took a deep breath before replying to the email, saying she would be there. She slowly shut her computer and stood up. She looked around her dressing room. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing…but then again, she had felt that way ever since her second year in college. She closed her eyes for a moment then turned and walked out.

"Haley, you have a quick sound check, then we have to head to the CD signing." The brunette from earlier informed Haley.

Haley nodded. "Okay. Thanks Roni."

Roni, or Veronica to most others, was her road manager and best friend and had been for the past 7 years. Haley had attended Stanford for nearly two years before going back on the road.

Flashback

Haley had walked into the club alone and found a seat in the front. She had heard that The Wreckers were playing tonight and since it had been a few years since she had last seen them, she decided to go. She sat there all through their set and had gotten up just as they were ending their last song and walked to the backstage door.

"I'm sorry, but unless you have a pass, you can't go back." The guard said.

Haley rolled her eyes. She wished that the same guard was there that she had known. She walked a little closer and smiled. "Why don't you go back there and tell Michelle and Jessica that Haley James is here to see them. I'm certain that it won't be a problem."

The tall, muscular guard eyed her for a moment then sighed deeply and walked in the back. A few minutes later, he opened the door and stood aside for Haley. "I'm sorry Ms. James. The girls said to send you back immediately."

Haley smiled and walked past the guard, patting his chest with a smile. "Thanks."

Haley opened the door to their dressing room and walked inside with a smile. "Good set."

Michelle turned around and a smiled spread across her face. "Haley!"

Haley walked over and gave Michelle a hug. "Hey."

Jessica shook her head. "What are you doing here?"

Haley shrugged. "I'm going to Stanford. I heard you were playing tonight and had to come."

"I'm glad you did. Sit." All three girls sat down and talked about what had been going on in their lives the past two years. "You know Haley, we were both surprised not to see something from you yet. When you left the tour, you had so much going on. We thought you would be big by now." Michelle said as Jessica nodded.

Haley smiled softly. "Yeah, well, I guess life got in the way. I went back for my senior year, and lots of things happened."

"Meaning you found a guy." Jessica said with a grin. "That's great, but any guy that's not going to let you follow your dreams isn't worth it."

Haley laughed. "I know that. But it wasn't like that. I mean, yeah, I found a guy, but it was different. He didn't mind me singing. He was my best friend." Haley's smile faded a little. "I think after I graduated, I didn't even think about singing, it was just straight to college."

Michelle nodded. "Sounds like the relationship didn't end well."

Haley looked up in her friend's eyes. "Why do you say that?"

Jessica sighed. "Because you talk about this guy in the past tense. He was your best friend. What happened?"

Haley laughed dryly. "Life happened…"

After that, the girls convinced Haley to come on tour with them again. She knew that she was only half way through her second year at Stanford, but promised to think about it.

She went back to her dorm that night and did nothing but think about it. She even pulled out her guitar, which had been buried in the back of her closet. After playing a little, she knew what she wanted to do. She quickly packed her things, walked out and met Michelle and Jessica just before the bus was about to leave.

"I knew you would make it." Jessica said as she helped Haley with her things.

"Yeah, I guess I just had to follow my heart."

End flashback

Haley had opened once again for The Wreckers. And just as the tour ended, she was offered to take her career solo. She did and immediately started to record her first album. It was all uphill from there. She went on her own tour a year later and hadn't looked back since. Until now…


Lucas woke up to the sound of his cell phone going off. He groaned as he reached over and picked it up, a smile spreading across his face as he looked to see who it was. "Do you know how early it is?"

"Yes, I do. I left my keys inside and I've been knocking for five minutes. This was the only way I was going to get inside so that I could get some sleep."

"Why didn't you use the spare?" Lucas asked as he got up and walked to the front door, opening it to reveal his beautiful girlfriend.

"Because. I used it last week, remember." She said as she walked past Lucas and into their apartment.

"And you forgot to put it back." He stated with a smile.

The woman glared at him. "Yes, I forgot…again." She put her things down on the table and turned back to Lucas.

"Hey, I got another email about the reunion. It's next week, so make sure you don't schedule anything that day. Or the days before or after."

"Do I have to go?" She pouted.

Lucas smiled as he walked over and wrapped his arms around the brunette. "Yes. Especially if everyone is going to be there. I'm gonna need you." He kissed her softly. "The fashion show isn't for another month. You can take time away from Clothes over Bro's for one week, Brooke."

"I know, Luke. But we haven't seen these people since high school. And even the ones that were are friends, haven't spoken to us in nine years."

Lucas rolled his eyes. "It's not like we all had some huge fight. Plus, Nathan was over just the other day."

"I know, I know. We all just fell out of touch…right?" She said, repeating what he had been telling her for the past couple of weeks. "And Nathan doesn't count. He's your brother."

Lucas laughed. "Don't tell him that."

Brooke looked up into his eyes. "You know, their all going to wonder why we aren't married yet."

Lucas sighed. "I don't care. They don't know us anymore. So they have no business in our business."

Brooke nodded slowly. "Yeah. Hey, you going into the office today?"

Lucas nodded. "Yes, they want me in there to make sure I like the cover of the book. They want it ready to go out by next week, so that when we get back, they can send me on a book tour."

"Okay, well, I'm going to go get some sleep. Call me when you're on your way home." Brooke kissed him again before walking into their bedroom, laying onto the bed without changing and falling asleep.

Lucas watched her walk away before going into the kitchen and poured him some coffee.

Flashback

Brooke was sitting at the desk, reading her email when she opened the invitation to her high school reunion. "Lucas!" She yelled.

Lucas ran into the room and looked at Brooke concerned. "What?"

Brooke turned the monitor so that Lucas could read the email. "Do you know what this mean?"

Lucas read through the invitation then looked at Brooke, confused. "Umm, that your freaking out over nothing?" He said, half jokingly.

Brooke glared at him as she stood up. "No, this means that it's been ten years since we've graduated. Ten years since we've seen anyone, except your family, from Tree Hill. We'll go together, and everyone will be wondering why we aren't married yet. Especially if they think we've been together for the past Ten years!" Brooke exclaimed as she changed into a pair of jeans and a top that she had designed.

Lucas watched Brooke, as she rambled, with a smile on his face. "Well your right. They haven't seen us in the past ten years. They don't know the people we are anymore. They don't know what we've been through. Like the fact that we've broken up at least twice in the past ten years. The fact that in the past ten years, four of those years, we weren't even together. They don't know that we only got back together nearly two years ago. They don't know that we're living together. Or that I am completely in love with you." Lucas smiled softly. "They don't know anything about us, except what they read. All they know is that you have your clothes in stores across the world and the opening of the first ever Clothes over Bro's Brooke Davis fashions here in New York in a few months. And they don't know whether or not your going to change the name to Brooke Scott Fashions after we do get married."

Brooke looked at him and sighed. "And are we supposed to explain all that to them?"

"No. Those people don't matter to us. The only ones that we might be saying anything to, is the people that we actually did hang out with at that time in our lives. And those people aren't going to care why we aren't married yet, or any of that stuff.

Brooke laughed. "Yeah. But what about the four that won't do that?"

Lucas grinned. "Four? I think Nathan knows everything, so he won't want to hear it again. He lived it with us. As for the other three…well, we'll handle it when we get there. They may not even be there. Their lives may be too busy."

Brooke sighed and walked over to Lucas. "You haven't heard from Haley for nearly 8 years now."

"I'm more worried about Nathan seeing her there…" Lucas said, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"From what I've read, she's on tour right now. Being the rockstar Haley James that we used to know. I doubt she'll even be there. Has Nathan said anything about the reunion yet?"

Lucas shook his head. "Only that he was going to go."

Brooke sighed. "Well, you're right about one thing. It's been a long time since we've seen or heard from these people. A lot of things have changed. None of us are the same people we used to be. And even among friends…or old friends at least…we don't know each other anymore."

End Flashback

Lucas was shook out of his thoughts as his phone started playing his brother's ringtone. He flipped it open and put it to his ear. "Morning Nate." He said through a yawn.

Nathan laughed. "Wake up dude. Look, I was just calling to tell you that I'm gonna be in the city tonight. You two want to meet me for dinner?" He asked.

Lucas smiled. Lucas and Brooke had both moved to New York City after college. Each traveling to start their careers. Neither one of them knew that the other was there, but it wasn't too long before they had bumped into each other. Although it wasn't completely by accident.

Flashback

Lucas was flipping through the paper when he saw an ad about a fashion show. He read through it and a name had popped out at him. "Clothes over Bro's" He read aloud as he ran through the ad and saw her name. "Brooke." He smiled and immediately grabbed his phone and had his assistant get him a ticket to the show that night.

Later that evening, he was sitting in the second row, watching the models do what they do, modeling Brooke's clothes. Her tastes had matured in the past three years, but the clothes still read Brooke. Maybe it was because he knew her so well. His mouth went dry as she walked out onstage with a huge grin on her face.

"Thank you for coming tonight. The clothes that you have just seen were designed by me, Brooke Davis. I hope you enjoyed the show. And if you have seen something that has grabbed your interest, you can contact my manager at the number in the bulletin." She was looking around at the crowd when she saw him. Her heart had stopped for a brief second before she remember where she was. "That was our show. There will be a reception in the ball room where I will be happy to talk to anybody interested tonight. Again, thanks for coming, and have a wonderful evening." She glanced at him as she had her models walk around her and back to the backstage area with her.

"Okay everyone. Get changed into your evening clothes and go mingle at the party. Make sure to let anyone know about the dresses you are wearing if they ask. Good job."

"Brooke are you okay?" A tall redhead asked.

Brooke turned to see her number one model and really good friend looking at her with concern. "Yeah. Why?"

"Umm, because you had one hell of a pause in that speech just now."

"Rachel…" She started to tell her but shook her head. "It's complicated."

"Whatever you say, Boss." Rachel said before walking off to get changed.

Brooke turned and looked in the mirror. After a few moments of making sure she looked okay. She walked away and headed to the reception.

Brooke had been walking around, talking to reporters, trying to mingle as much as she could. She had convinced herself that it wasn't him. She had just saw someone that look a lot like him.

"How long have you been designing your own clothes?" The reporter that she was currently talking to asked.

Brooke smiled. "Well, I started sketching a little early on in high school. But it wasn't until one of my friends convinced me to make my dreams a reality that I started taking the sketches off the paper and bringing them to life. She helped me start a website and that's where it all started. From them on…I knew it was what I wanted to do. Create something that makes people feel beautiful." She smiled as the reported wrote what she had said on her notepad.

"Okay, and…" But the reporter was interrupted by someone behind Brooke.

"I have a question."

Brooke closed her eyes before turning around. Even before she opened her eyes, she knew it was him. "Ask away." Brooke said quietly, turning to look at the man.

Lucas smirked. "With all that is going on, everything seems to going great for you…"

"What is your question?" Brooke said…almost too sweetly.

"Is there a man in your life to share all this with?"

Brooke sighed and turned to the reporter. "Can I continue this later?"

The reporter nodded before walking away. "You didn't answer my question." Lucas said softly from just behind her.

Without turning around, Brooke spoke, but just loud enough for him to hear her. "What are you doing here?"

"Looking for you." He said simply.

End Flashback

It was that night, that they decided to get together and hang out. Not even a month later, they were back together, and nearly a year after that, they were living together.

"Hello! Lucas, are you still there?" Nathan asked, impatiently.

Lucas shook his head. "Yeah, that sounds great. I'll make sure Brooke doesn't have anything planned."

"Okay. I'll see you two tonight then."

"Yeah, tonight." The two brothers hung up.


"Nathan, their waiting for you."

Nathan looked down at his phone before putting it into his pocket. "Okay." He walked out and sat for the press conference.

"Mr. Scott, are the rumors true? Are you taking a sabbatical next year?"

Nathan sighed as he leaned forward to speak into the mic. "It is not a certain yet, but it is possible."

The reporters all started talking at once until one voice was heard above the others. "Why are you even thinking about taking a leave from basketball. In many interviews, you have said that basketball…the NBA, has been your dream…your life, since you were a young boy. Why the sudden change now?"

Nathan smiled at the reporter. "Been doing your homework?" He looked around at the reporters before he continued. "As you have just said. Basketball has been my life since I was young. Don't get me wrong, I love the game…I always will. It's apart of who I am. But I played ball when I was a kid. I played all through high school at Tree Hill, and all through College at Duke. I was very fortunate to be asked to join the NBA, especially the Lakers. I've played in the NBA for the past 6 years. And if I decide to take a year leave, it will only be to take a short break…to regroup. It is all very trying and I want to make sure that I can be around for a long time. I don't want to take the chance to get hurt and be sidelined for the rest of my life." He answered.

"Okay, Mr. Scott can take one more question before he has to catch a flight."

The reporters all raised their hands but Nathan pointed to a young looking woman near the back. "Does any of this have to do with a woman? Planning on settling down?"

Nathan laughed. "No. This does not have to do with a woman. If that is my decision, then as I have stated before, it is because I want to have a long a great career in the NBA. As for settling down…" Nathan thought about the question for a second before answering. "One day, I want to settle down, get married, have a family. But today is not that day. Unlike many of the people that are always in the spotlight, I want to find the right person, and make it forever. I want the person I settle down for and with, to be my only. I want no regrets."

"Thank you…" But he was cut off from a voice in the sea of reporters.

"Does that mean you have no regrets in your past?"

"I'm sorry, but Mr. Scott has to be going now…"

Nathan smiled at his manager. "It's okay." He looked out at the small blonde reporter. "Past regrets? As much as I would like to say that I have none…I can't. I think everyone has something in their life that they regret. Some people have many things…but I only have one." He smiled to the blonde and stood up. "Thank You." He walked off the stage as his manager talked to the reporters.

"Okay, you ready to head to New York?" Matt, his personal driver, asked.

Nathan turned and nodded. "Yes. I'm glad I don't have anything for the next couple of weeks. I'm going to go to New York and spend some time with my brother before heading home for my high school reunion." He said before getting into his limo to take him to the airport.


Jake turned off the t.v. and smiled at his wife who had just walked into the living room. "Was that Jenny that just left?"

Peyton smiled as she sat down next to her husband. "Yes. She said she was going to be at Melissa's for a few hours. And I told her to call when she is ready to come home."

Jake put his arms around Peyton, pulling her closer to him. "Are you ready for this thing next week?"

Peyton turned to look at Jake. "What? The reunion? Yeah, I'm over ready. It's kind of sad that it takes this before we are all together again."

Jake sighed. "I just saw another press conference with Nathan."

"And?" Peyton asked.

"He's thinking about taking a year long leave from the game."

"Really?"

Jake nodded. "That's what he said. And he was asked about regrets from the past. Only one…is what he said."

Peyton laughed. "Yeah…Haley."

Jake smiled. "The question is…does he regret loving her, or loosing her?"

Peyton shrugged. "I guess we'll find out next week."

"If they are even there."

Peyton nodded slowly. "I have to go down to the club for a few hours. If Jenny calls before I get back, just call me and I will pick her up on the way home."

"Okay." He kissed her softly before she stood up.

"Ellie is next door playing with Sarah, but she is supposed be home before dark. Do you want me to bring something home for dinner or cook?"

Jake shook his head. "Don't worry about it…I'll cook." Peyton nodded as she leaned down to kiss her husband one more time before leaving.

Jake and Peyton had gotten married a year after graduation. Peyton had adopted Jenny and shortly after, she was pregnant. Nine months later, they had Elizabeth Brookelyn Jagielski, who was now 8 years old.

Ellie and Jenny got along great. Jenny was only four years older than Ellie and they were pretty close. Peyton was the only mother that Jenny had ever really know. Although she knew she was adopted by Peyton, she knew about Nikki but didn't care. She thought of Peyton as mom and loved her little family.

Jake had decided to be a stay at home father as Peyton opened up her own club called P.E.S. After she had the club up and running she also opened a music store called Sawyer-Jagielski Music. They lived in a big beautiful house in San Francisco, California and had for the past 9 years. Jake still wrote and played his music and Peyton still did her art. And as well off as they were financially, the most important thing to them was their family.

They had lost contact with their friends the first year of college. But being so caught up in each other and their lives, they hadn't thought much about it until they got the invitation.


Nathan was sitting at the table waiting for Lucas and Brooke. He looked down at his watch before looking up and seeing his brother and Brooke walking towards him. "It's about time. You guys are half an hour late."

Lucas sighed as he pulled the chair out for Brooke then sat down himself. "I know. It's not my fault." He said looking at Brooke.

Brooke glared playfully at Lucas before turning to Nathan. "It's only my fault because I had gotten a very important call just as I got out of the shower. It took me nearly twenty minutes to calm Rachel down."

Nathan laughed. "And what has drama queen Gatina have going on now?" He asked as he leaned forward.

Brooke rolled her eyes. "There was something wrong with one of the outfits that I had made for her date tonight."

Lucas laughed. "And tell him what was really going on."

Brooke took a deep breath. "She had been so nervous that she had put it on wrong. So I had to calm her down enough before I could explain that to her."

Nathan laughed and shook his head. "That girl is ridiculous."

"Well, at least we know there is someone out there filled with more drama then our Brooke here." Lucas said as he looked over the drink menu.

"Oh shut up, Broody." Nathan laughed at the two before noticing the waiter standing beside him.

"Can I get you something to drink?"

"Can you freshen up my drink." Nathan said, moving it to the side of the table.

"I'll take the red wine." Lucas offered.

"And I'll have a martini, dry." She said before picking up her menu.

The waiter nodded before going off to get their drinks. He was back within a minute, setting their drinks down in front of them. "Do you need a few minutes?"

"No. I'll have the prime rib."

"I'll have the same." Lucas added.

Brooke sighed as she looked over the menu. "I'll just have the grilled chicken salad." Brooke handed him her menu then looked back at Nathan. "So, I saw the press conference today."

Nathan took a sip of his drink and smirked. "Yeah, those damn reporters are so nosy."

Brooke raised an eyebrow at Nathan. "Cut the crap, Nate. You were talking about her, weren't you?"

Nathan glared at Brooke. "Not that it's any of your business, Brooke."

Lucas looked between the two. "What are you talking about?"

"His only regret." Brooke answered, still looking at Nathan.

Nathan rolled his eyes. "Brooke, you don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh I think I do."

"Look, can we just drop it? Please." Nathan looked at Brooke with pleading eyes.

"Sure."

The rest of dinner went great. Brooke didn't bring Haley up anymore, which made Nathan happy. It might have been nine years since he had seen or heard from Haley, but it was still a sore subject for him.