Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill or James Lafferty (but I have my fingers crossed)
This is my first fanfic, so please put your opinion after reading this. This will be multiple chapters if people want me to keep going.
She woke up that morning wondering if her year would be any different than the last year.
"I, Haley James, will change for the good," she said to herself in the mirror.
Not that far across town, laid a boy in his bed, thinking the same thing. He looked at the redhead beside him and shook his head in disgust. He had hooked up with her again.
"Nathan, go back to sleep. We don't have to be at school till tomorrow," said the redhead.
"Yeah, I know. I was just thinking about last night's resolution. Rachel just go back to sleep."
As Rachel went to sleep al Nathan could think was how was he, a small town player, going to get close to clean teen, bible-thumpin', choir singin' Haley James.
Haley had woke up thinking this year would be different, but so far she woke up and she was still the preacher's daughter. She was also still unnoticed by the one everyone admired, Nathan Scott.
For some odd reason Nathan could vaguely remember last night's exertions. He glanced at the mirror; he didn't even recognize the person looking back. His once fierce cobalt eyes were now a dull blue; he almost thought he saw a ghost of himself. As he stepped into the shower he recalled last night's events to make him rethink that morning new year's shag.
Flashback:
As they all sad around the pool, they were all close to the edge of drunk. Nathan's brother, Lucas suggested that they all make New Year resolutions. While Lucas had started to say his, a very drunk Rachel came over and decided to add to it.
"Why don't we put a little spin on this New Year's resolution thing? Why doesn't someone else choose each others resolution?"
"Sure that sounds fun," stated a somewhat sober Peyton.
"We'll start with you Brooke. You will have to resolve to hold off sex for as long as possible, in any relationship you have in this coming up year," slurred a very drunk Rachel as she swayed into a seat.
As Brooke tried to stand up to give an argument to the comment just made, she couldn't and just feel back down and accepted her fate. While the others had their resolution told to them, they accepted them with moans and groans; but theirs were mild compared to the one that was slammed upon Nathan.
"Now, Nathan we come to you. Your resolution is to get close to Haley James," said Rachel.
"Close to who?"
"To Haley James."
"And again, who?" God was she so drunk she couldn't hear him, thought Nathan.
"She's in four of our classes Nate," said Brooke.
"Still drawing a blank," he said.
"She works in my mom's café," stated Lucas.
"And still no faces." Nathan was getting mad. They were spitting thing out left and right. He had found out that she sung in the choir, she was a tutor, she was a clean teen. Still he didn't know who she was, but he had found our more about her tonight then he knew about his fuck buddy, Rachel.
Then someone spoke up and said she was the preacher's daughter. No one in the group had said it, but in Nathan's mind a face clicked with the name. He remembered her from years ago; her ponytail, braces, and weird taste in clothes. She always had her nose in a book. She was certainly different, but he was always up for a challenge.
End Flashback
Haley sat reading her book, but couldn't get last night into the back of her mind. She had heard them talking about her last night. She had just come to pick up her drunken sister, Taylor, from the party. She had heard her name as she walked by, and decided that Taylor could wait a few more seconds. Every time she heard her name said and every time she heard him say he did not know who she was it broke her heart. Finally she walked by, being unseen and calmly said that she was the preacher's daughter.
God, how she was tired of being known as the preacher's daughter. Everyone wanted so much from her; she wanted to be herself. She knew how she was gonna do it, and it involved Nathan Scott.