Look at her. Dancing all up on Lucas. Oh, my bad. Now she's with Nathan. I'm guessing Jake is next in line. Skank.
"Babe, is something wrong?" Haley asked. Rachel hadn't even noticed Haley had pulled away.
"No. Sorry. My mind was just on something else." I'm with Haley. She's nice, smart, funny...but she's no Brooke.
"Oh..." Haley replied, trying to keep her disappointment hidden. This had been happening the past few days or so.
"I'm gonna go get a drink. Want one?" Man I'm a bitch. Might as well get drunk.
"Yeah, sure."
Rachel made her way to the keg. She sucked down a drink. And then a few more, eventually trying to get back to Haley, but being stopped by a certain brunette.
"Hey Red. You're dancing with me." She said, grabbing Rachel's hand.
"Sure..." That was something Brooke had that Haley didn't. That take-charge attitude.
The pair made their way to the middle of the dance floor. Things started out a little awkward, but they soon found the rhythm. After dancing for a few minutes, Brooke leaned in. They couldn't get any closer.
"You know, I've always thought you were hot..." Brooke whispered. Rachael wanted nothing more than to kiss Brooke after feeling her breath on her neck.
"Brooke...you're drunk." Rachel tried to reason.
"So are you!" Brooke sang to her as they continued dancing.
"I have a girlfriend..." Rachel tried again.
"So what? Live a little!" Brooke said, growing impatient. She flashed her dimples and leaned in, aggressively kissing Rachel.
Rachel, being drunk and just thinking she was dreaming, gave in to the temptation. Seriously, who wouldn't kiss Brooke Davis?
"Rachel? What the fuck is going on?" Rachel slowly pulled out of Brooke's grasp and turned her head to see a very pissed of Haley.
"Fuck. Guess it's not a dream." Rachel slurred. She knew she was about to be in a lot of trouble with her girlfriend of two months.
"Car. Now. I'm taking you home." Haley said as she grabbed Rachel's hand and led her out to the car.
They drove home in silence. Haley pulled the car to a stop in Rachel's driveway.
"We're over...aren't we?" Rachel whispered, not making eye contact with Haley.
"If you want us to be." Haley snapped.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Rachel replied angrily. She can't be blaming our failed relationship all on me.
"It means I'm sick of you're drunken behavior! No, even your sober behavior!" Haley yelled. She was taken aback by Rachel's hurt expression.
"You just seem so distant." Haley said, softening her tone. "It's because of Brooke, isn't it?" Haley wasn't blind, she'd seen the way Rachel looks at Brooke.
Silence.
"Answer the question Rachel."
Silence.
"What does she have that I don't?"
"I gotta go Hales." Rachel said, ignoring Haley's questions. She went to open the car door and get out.
"If you get out without talking to me, we're done Rachel. Really done this time."
Rachel didn't turn back to look at Haley as she opened the door and left the car without another word.
Haley's mouth dropped open in rage as she watched Rachel walk up her driveway and into her house.
"FUCK!" Haley shouted as she slammed her hands against the dashboard. Rachel thinks she can walk out on me like that? Time to go visit a girl by the name of Brooke Davis. I'm going to see what Rachel likes so much about her.
