AUTHORS NOTE: This is my first fanfic and all feedback is welcome!

Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill nor did I come up with it so there.

HALEY

"HALEY!"

"Jesus Brooke! Just because I have headphones in doesn't mean I can't still hear."

"Sorry Hales but it's Friday!" Brooke exclaimed.

Haley racked her brain trying to figure out what social gathering she was forgetting

about but all she came up with was the list of generals during the Civil War she had just been studying.

"Brookie I'm sorry, I'm sure what ever party there is tonight will be great but I have this huge test tomorrow that you know I need to study for."

"Haley Bob James you and I both know you could not look at any of your notes and ace that test tomorrow, plus you haven't been to a party in ages. Please Hales! And yes I do remember what happened at the party last year so don't even give me that look. You have nothing to worry about Hales, everyone loves you and we'll all be looking out for you okay?" Brooke declared with her puppy dog eyes.

"Listen Brookie, next Saturday I am all yours from morning to night but I have to hit the gym early tomorrow as always and with this test on top of that I'm just really not up for anything big tonight."

"Ugh fine but you have to listen to all the gory details without complaint tomorrow"

"Alright I will," Haley conceded as Brooke was walking out of their dorm she had only recently stormed into. "Oh and Brooke! I love you for being concerned and you look great, Lucas won't know what hit him" Haley said with a wink.

Haley James and Brooke Davis had been best friends since the wonders of random roommate paired them up their freshman year at Duke University. Haley was an education major while Brooke was still undecided. Truthfully she just wanted to start her own fashion line and become rich and famous. More importantly, Haley was quite the celebrity around campus. Duke's love for basketball is not to be outdone and Haley James happened to be none other than the Lady Blue Devils star shooting guard. Not being much of a partier, Haley has quite the good girl status but honestly, people just don't know her and that intrigues them.

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Haley awoke the next morning to her alarm clock at five o'clock with history books and packets of notes scattered all over her bed. Quickly, she jumped off of her small bed and took a quick glance at Brooke laying on the covers of her own bed still in her dress from the night before. Getting on with her morning routine, Haley quickly changed into her black basketball shorts with sweatpants on over them and a grey t-shirt before brushing her teeth, washing her face, and sweeping her hair up into a loose ponytail.

Walking through the back door of Cameron Indoor Stadium and Duke University, Haley took one last look at the rising sun over the desolate campus, enjoying the peace before putting all of her energy into basketball. She dropped her bag on the bench set up along the side of the glossy wooden court and jogged over to the rack of women's basketballs beckoning for use. Then the morning ritual began. 70 shots with a suicide for each that she missed, defensive slides throughout the gym, agility ladders, 100 free throws, etc. Quickly tossing off her t-shirt before she did one round of the bleachers surrounding the court, Haley exposed her black nike sports bra and her five foot six tiny frame. Turning around she ran into a six foot three block of muscle.

"Oh shit! Sorry! I wasn't expecting anyone else to be here." Finally taking a breathe to look at the guy Haley's eyes widened. He was a GOD. Donning grey basketball shorts and a black skin tight Under Armour t-shirt, every muscle on his body was on display. More importantly though he had the most piercing blue eyes she'd ever seen. Then he spoke and his voice was quite possibly the smoothest thing she'd ever heard. Brushing by him she hit the bleachers for a solid half hour working her way all the way around the whole large stadium. Jogging back to her bag she grabbed the ball, and stealing a quick glance at this mystery player, decided to finish up her workout with a rotation of layups, jump shots, and three pointers.

NATHAN

Walking into the stadium with his head down, Nathan felt guilty for missing his nightly workout. Normally he hit the court every night to cleanse himself from whatever shitty things he did that day but last night he couldn't motivate himself to do it so here he is. All of a sudden he collided with something or apparently someone. Every inch of her was toned and her dirty blonde hair complimented her sun kissed skin perfectly. He could see her lips moving but couldn't process one bit of it. Eventually figuring he had to speak,

"Uh, yeah sorry, I just thought I would come get a workout in."

"Oh yeah no worries, I'm just gonna do some bleachers and then use maybe one hoop for a few minutes after if thats okay."

"Of course," He responded, still partially distracted by her toned stomach and petite frame. As he threw his bag down and began to warm up it finally registered, she played basketball! Talk about becoming more of an enigma. He turned around trying to get another look of her to see if he recognized her as one of the Lady Blue Devils but her back was to him as she scaled the steps of the stadium. Shaking off his curiosity he powered through his work out.

A workout, lift, and shower later Nathan made his way back to his dorm. Knowing that Lucas, his brother and roommate, would still be asleep he quietly dropped back into his bed hoping to get some rest seeing as it was only nine and his first class wasn't until eleven thirty. However his wish was not granted due to a certain blonde haired brown eyed basketball player who wouldn't stop invading his thoughts. Giving up on that twenty minutes later, he hastily grabbed his laptop and searched the Lady Blue Devils roster. Scrolling name by name, picture by picture, he finally clicked on the winning number. Number 23, Haley James, was staring back at him through the screen with that dazzling smile.

"Dude, why the hell are you on your laptop right now? It's like the middle of the freakin night!" Lucas mumbled angrily from his side of the room.

"First of all it's like nine thirty, and second of all I was just looking someone up so calm down." Nathan retorted.

"Why do you look like you already showered and who are you googling?" a now conscious Lucas asked realizing it was odd his brother was awake before noon.

"I look like I already showered because I did after a workout this morning and who I'm googling is none of your business. I'll have to remind Brooke to put your sorry ass to bed earlier from now on. You are one cranky bitch in the morning." Nathan commented.

"Yeah well at least I have someone to put me to bed asshole" Lucas said with finality as he rolled over while simultaneously pulling the covers over his head.

Looking back at his computer, Nathan's mind happily wandered back to this girl. If she was on the team how has he not met her? She obviously takes basketball seriously if she was there that early in the morning but he's never run into her at one of the team parties or anything. His interest in this girl was growing by the minute.