Hey y'all, Jill here. I own the plot and any characters you don't recognize. Everything else belongs to Mark Schwann, The CW, and Britney Spears. Enjoy.

I'm just a girl with a crush on you.

"Lily!" Jessi whined. "Turn the music down!"

Jessica Sands and Lily Scott had lived together since freshman year, when Lily's parents decided to move to New Zealand. Jessi's parents had never really been home, as Parker Sands' career as a musician required her to travel constantly. The two girls had been the best of friends since Kindergarten, and 506 Cherrywood Boulevard in Tree Hill, North Carolina was their home.

Lily laughed as she bounded into the room and began to sing, turning the stereo up.

"Don't care about money

It doesn't give me half the thrill

To the thought of you, honey

So tell me that you want me still

If only I could trade the fancy cars

For a chance tod-"

Jessi groaned and threw a pillow in her friend's face. "Lils, I'm not kidding. It's early!"

Lily turned off the stereo and pulled the soft purple blanket off of Jessi's bed. "Hon, it's 7:45. We gotta get our asses down to the café for breakfast and then it's the first day of sophomore year baby! And since last week was someone's Sweet Sixteen and Jordan left a little present…"

"Oh!" Jessi realized. "I get to drive! Yay!" Jessi loved driving. Her 18 year old brother Jordan had shown up last week with a bright red 2002 Hyundai Elantra. It had been Jordan's car when he was in high school, so it meant a lot to her. Roxie, as the car was called, was now decked out with red hibiscus seat covers, a black and red faux-leather steering wheel cover, a silver angel visor clip, a red lei around the rear-view mirror, a pink glitter Tinkerbelle sticker, a black front license plate with the initials JSL in red calligraphy letters and red and white polka-dots, and of course-a falcon parking pass.

"Luke!" A very pregnant Brooke Scott yelled from upstairs. "I'm hungry and I want pancakes!"

Lucas Scott sighed as he made his way up the stairs. He loved his wife, he really did, but the last three months of pregnancy were always hell for him. "Well then babe, let's go down and get something to eat." he told his wife, kissing her softly on the cheek. "I know a place with the best pancakes in town. I'll take care of Keith and Molly and you just worry your pretty little head with yourself."

"Momma! Keith pulled my hair!" A seven year old Molly Peyton Scott whined as she ran into the room.

"Did not!" her twin brother retorted, following her in.

Brooke let out a whimper and Luke turned to his children. "Molly, Keith, go get ready for school and we'll go down to the café for breakfast, okay?"

The kids seemed perfectly content with this idea and ran off.

Jenny Jagielski woke up with a yawn and rolled herself over onto the other side of her Queen sized bed. Right on top of Alex Matthews, her gorgeous boyfriend of two years.

"Good morning." Alex greeted her. "Happy senior year beautiful."

Jenny smiled and brought herself down onto Alex in a passionate kiss. Things were getting hot and heavy when there was a knock on the door.

"Jenny! Time to wake up!" Peyton Jagielski yelled through the door.

"I'm up!" Jenny yelled to the best of her breathless ability.

Peyton just laughed and opened the door. "Morning Alex." she said sweetly.

"Good morning Mrs. Jagielski. I was just leaving." Alex said, slipping on his shirt from the night before. This had become a regular occurrence throughout the summer, and while Jenny still felt a little awkward when Peyton caught them, Alex was perfectly fine with it.

"I'm sure you were Alex." Peyton laughed. "I'm sure you were." She lowered her voice. "Now get out of here before Jake catches you or you will be one unhappy basketball star."

As Alex left, Peyton turned back. "Oh, and Alex-it's Peyton!" She winked at Jenny and went off to tend to her nine and five year old daughters, Anna and Ellie.

James Lucas Scott lay sprawled out across his bed in boxers and a t-shirt. He stared at the ceiling of his old room, trying to remember ever being here. Sure his parents had left Tree Hill when Jamie was five, so that Nathan could play basketball and Haley could record her music, so this house was practically unlived in. He was deep in thought about school, basketball, and his family when the door opened.

"Hey man, you ready to re-meet your entire family in one day." Nathan asked his son, laughter in his voice. "You should see Lily at school, same with Jenny. Your mom and I are going to call everyone up this morning and let them know we're back in town. That should be fun." There was an obvious air of sarcasm to Nathan's voice.

Jamie just shrugged his shoulders and grabbed a stack of clothes from the top of his dresser, heading for the bathroom.

"Hey Jamie," Nate stopped him. "Don't take too long, we're going out for breakfast."

Jamie just nodded and walked past his 12 year old sister Olivia dragging their 6 year old sister Karen and 2 year old brother Braden into their parents' room. This was going to be a long day.