WIRES- ATHLETE
Three sisters. Three souls. Separated, willingly, at only the mear age of eight and nine. Withdrawn before life begins, love blossoms, puberty, sex, heartbreak. With their parents divorce came the realisation that they would have to miss out on family photo moments with each other. They would have to face the ups and downs of high school alone. They would not get to help, support or comfort each other through the hard times. Well that is until the biggest tragedy of all occurred bringing the sisters back together.
Haley looked around anxiously, "I guess they're not coming" she barely said as her shoulders dropped.
"I'm sure they're be here" Haley looked up at smiled at her best friend Lucas. On her other side she felt her best friend Jake give her hand a tight squeeze. Behind her, the presence she most felt comfort in however was from Lucas's younger brother, Nathan Scott. Nathan didn't need to say anything or touch her reassuringly. They shared an unbreakable bond and she knew what her most treasured friend was thinking without even saying it. This gave her strength as the foursome continued the short walk from the parking lot to her mothers funeral.
Karen Roe. Beloved mother, wife and sister.
Or at least that's what her grave should say but there was no mistaking that over the past nine years Karen Roe had only been a mother to Haley Roe. As for wife, well that ended once she caught her husband, Larry Sawyer sleeping with her sister Silvia.
"Hey whose that?" the group looked to where Jake was starring. Right under an old oak tree Haley noticed a bundle of blonde hair. Though she hadn't seen those goldy locks in nine years, Haley would recognise them anywhere.
"Peyton" the word felt unfamiliar coming from Haleys mouth, even though she would always mention the name to her friends.
As if sensing Haley voice, Peyton looked up causing Haley to catch her breath.
Peyton Sawyer. The only child to keep her original name after the divorce. It only seemed necessary, considering she had stayed with her father over the last nine years. She had followed his work around the states even branching off to other countries once in while, getting lost in the culture, art and music. With her pristine natural blonde curly hair, flawless skin and long eyelashes, many would consider Peyton as angelic. However she had qualities that shaped that image. Peyton only wore emo type clothing with images of bands or meaningful quotes, add leather jacket and ripped jeans you get the whole killer edge look. As well as this she had a tall skinny frame that made her seem fragile, like you could easily break her. And those eyes. Those big deep bright green eyes could tell you stories. Tell Peyton that however and she'd kick your ass. Peyton may look like an angel but she is a force to be wreckend with. At the mear age if 17, Peyton had faced more tragedies in her life than many could even dream of. But this, her adopted mothers death topped it all.
Haley closed her mouth, trying to hide the surprise that was clearly already evident on her face. Her adopted sister, though tom-boyish was beautiful.
Peyton nodded at Haley in acknowledgement before looking away. Haley swallowed to hide her disappointment.
Thankfully the roar of an engine distracted her from her thoughts. She turned to see a black Ferrari just reeve up and park. Haley, Lucas, Nathan and Jake all had the same confused expression on their faces, they had never seen this car before. Before they could even contemplate anything else a long stilleto heel of what looked like some expensive black boots popped out...along with a killer body.
The girl turned around, Haleys eyes instantly locked with intense hazel ones. Haley would recognise those eyes anywhere.
"Brooke"
Haley couldn't believe what she was seeing. This was not the quirky kid with the glasses, bob cut and gappy teeth. This was a stunning brunette that made Haley feel uncomfortable in her own skin.
Brooke Gatina. Formally Sawyer, but she taken the name after her aunt Silvia, as she had lived with her over the past years, along with her cousin and best friend Rachel. In many ways she knew it was wrong, staying with her moms sister after she had slept with her husband. But Brooke felt more at home with her aunt and cousin then she did with her parents and sisters. This is probably because Silvia gave the two as much freedom as they wanted. This means unlimited and easy access to parties, boys and alcohol whenever they pleased. You could say this embarked a wild streak in Brooke. Soon she had ditched the glasses, grown long beautiful dark locks, filled glossy teeth and just add boobs, nice ass and killer figure to the list. Brooke definitely used her looks to get what she wanted. The sexy and sultry brunette had become the most popular girl in her high school. Cheer leading captain, student council president and all around sex bomb. If you looked up the philosophy on Brooke you would find this; age 17, every guy wants her, every girl wants her and wants to be her. But don't mistake Brooke for a brainless slut. She has the heart of a bitch, an attitude to hide her vulnerability from getting heart broken and broken over and over again. However hearing that her mother is dead, well that broke Brooke's heart more than anything else.
"Woah" Lucas whistled, looking back and fourth between the two girls, not being able to decide which one he liked more "So those are your sisters."
Even though it wasn't a question Haley simply nodded still staring at Brooke who had already looked away and was making her way to the funeral. Haley felt intimidated. Where as she had gotten her fathers looks, Brooke got her mothers, appearing as the splitting image of a high school Karen Roe. Peyton, the image of whatever beautiful biological mother was out here, Haley thought.
Though she wasn't one to dwell on looks, she couldn't help but compare herself to her two beautiful sisters.
Haley Roe. The only one who had changed her name back to her mothers maiden name. The only one that had remained with her mother through the good times and bad. The one with the kindest heart and warmest spirit. Haley is no doubt your typical girl next door. Caring, sweet and sarcastic. Haley could just about get along with anyone. Though she did tend to get along better with guys then girls, hence the three male best friends. This of course came with a price of jealousy from other girls. Haley always thought it was because she's glued to the hip with the three most popular guys in school, but its more in depth than that. Possibly the most addicting and appealing thing about Haley Roe is that she doesn't realise how amazing she actually is. At 16 years old shes a natural beauty that doesn't obtain green eyes like her sisters but instead big warm brown ones. A figure that most girls would kill for, skinny but not too skinny as she possessed hips and boobs that most guys would gawk at. And she's smart, terribly smart. A triple threat. Beautiful, kind and intelligent, not to mention the unbreakable friendship with the Scott brothers and Jake Jagelski. It's no doubt that every girl at Tree Hill High is just waiting till Haley realises her full potential and rules everybody. She could do it. She could be the high class bitch that controls everyone. But right now, Haley found herself more focused on the things she can't control...he mothers death.
The group of four continued the walk over and soon enough Haley was standing front and centre of her mothers grave. People were gathering all around in the form of an arc. To Haleys left she could see Peyton with her hands in her leather jacket, staring at her adopted mothers grave with no expression on her face, same goes for Brooke, who Haley caught on her right side. The stunning brunette stood model like with her hands in her black blazor, no hint of sadness or emotion evident on her face.
Haley shuddered as she hugged her trench coat tightly around her. All she wanted to do was cry, get down on her knees and plead god to bring her mother back to life. Other then that she wanted to scream. Scream at the fact that her sisters weren't showing any emotion because they barely even knew their mother. She also wanted to scream at the fact that her father or even aunt weren't here. For a moment Haley had to stop herself from hating all four people. Haley never hated anyone.
Haley felt a strong hand being placed on her waist, making her breathe in relief. She tried to pay attention to the priest as he talked about the stages of grief. Denial, anger, fear, guilt, depression, acceptance. All stages that all three sisters would have to go through. But they would make it through, after all each possessed an essential quality that made them appear almost goddess like.
Take Peyton. If she was anything then she was the Goddess of Survival. She has survived things you couldn't even imagine. She's a fight to the finish kind of garl, selfish as hell because of it but that's how she always comes up on top.
Brooke however, well she's the Goddess of Sacrifice. Always putting people before herself, knowing when she needs to give up and move on. You could say that this makes her a coward for walking away from her problems, but as long as the people she loved were happy, even at the cost of her own happiness, then she was okay with that.
Haley is another story. The Goddess of Serenity. Composed, peaceful and perfectly content with everything. This can cause her to be a pushover at times and let people walk all over her. But it's their funeral because with all these inner emotions building up inside or her well, one day she's going to explode.
"...we will always remember and treasure Karen Anne Roe. May she rest in peace." Nathan's hand on Haley's waist got tighter as her mothers grave was lowered to the ground. She lent her head on Lucas's shoulder as she let a few tears fall.
After a moment people began to walk away but not before offering Haley a look of sympathy. Haley began to walk away as well but stopped when she saw that Peyton and Brooke remained stilloutted in their previous positions.
"I'll be over in a minute" Haley said to her best friends.
"You sure?" Lucas asked
"Yeah, I just want to talk to them for a bit" the three nodded and proceeded to walk away, leaving Haley with what is really the only family she has left.
She walked forward, Peyton and Brooke meeting Haley in the middle.
"Its good to see you guys, even given the circumstances" Haley was the first to speak up and she breathed a sigh of relief when she got her first genuine smiles from her sisters.
"I'm sorry Haley, Karen was a wonderful woman" Haley flinched at how Peyton adressed her adopted mother. Brooke also seemed to fidget a little.
"So are you guys heading off?" Haley asked nervously.
"Actually I'm staying for a few days" Brooke spoke for the first time. Haley was compelled to ask if she was a smoker. Maybe that would explain the raspy voice that was used for seduction.
"Oh, Peyton?" Peyton looked away from Haley and towards Karens grave.
"I guess a few days won't hurt anyone" she said.
"Well great then, where are you guys staying?"
"Silvia has a house just out of town"
"Cool, and you Peyton?"
"I don't know. I don't think that far ahead" the blonde replied casually.
Haley opened her mouth to ask if she wanted to crash in the, used to be homey, but is now lonely household with her but was interrupted by Brooke.
"You can stay with me. Its a big house, theres plenty of room" Peyton nodded and smiled.
"Thanks" for a second Haley felt a sting of jealousy. Even though it is actually herself and Brooke that are sisters, Brooke and Peyton had always been closer.
"Well since that's settled, a group of us are heading over to the cafe that mom owns. It's on the main road, you can't miss it" Haley said hopefully "You guys could just follow me and my friends back"
"That seems fine to me. Peyton?" Brooke and Haley looked towards their eldest sister.
"Do you think we could just drop our stuff off first?" She says to Brooke "That way I know where the place is" and can escape there whenever I want, was left unsaid.
"Sure" Brooke said and the three of them made their way to the car park.
"I guess we're see you later then" Peyton said to Haley.
"Yeah" was all she responded back as she watched the two walk away.
"Oh and Haley" Brooke turned around "It's good to see you too" Haley smiled for the first time as she watched them drive off. Peyton in an old school black comet and Brooke in her sleek black Ferrari.
Walking over to the boys she noticed they were staring at the two girls driving away as well.
"Hey pervs, those are my sisters" Haley joked, drawing their attention away.
"Your sisters are hot" Lucas commented.
"What as opposed to me" Haley faked hurt.
"Oh come on Haley, your like my sister"
"Besides" Nathan said "your beautiful Haley, you don't need us to tell you that" Lucas pretended to gag while Haley tried not to blush at Nathan's words. He always knew how to make her feel better.
"Let's go before I choke please" Haley punched Lucas in the shoulder as they all hopped into his car.
"So are your sisters heading off then?" Nathan asked from the front seat.
"No, they're actually staying for a few days" all three boys perked up. They had to admit they couldn't help but be extremely curious of the two beautiful strangers.
"Well" Jake spoke from beside Haley "This should be interesting"