Brooke Davis sighed as she found it difficult to find a parking spot in the lot. Her first day at a new school and it already sucked. She smirked as she found a perfect spot that had been obviously overlooked by other drivers and drove towards it, yet braked immediately as another person pulled their large black truck in the spot before Brooke could.

Brooke opened the door of her car and stepped out, pushing her sunglasses on to her head.

"What the hell?" Brooke yelled towards the truck, and waited for the driver to step out of his car.

The door opened, and a tall brunette stepped out, talking on his cellphone.

He slammed the door shut and opened up the back seat, reaching for his backpack and duffel.

Brooke stared at him, and noticed how good looking he was. He had to be over six foot, and his features were gorgeous, he had a slight tan, and amazing blue eyes that she noticed from seven feet away.

He looked towards her after closing his cell phone.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Brooke rolled her eyes, "Well, you just took my spot."

The brúnette laughed, "Your spot?"

Brooke nodded, "Um. Yeah. I was eying it."

He laughed again, "I've been parking here since the first day of sophomore year."

Brooke bit her lip, "Oh. Sorry. I didn't know."

He nodded and shrugged, "Whatever. Um. There are some spots on the other side of the lot."

Brooke looked at him curiously, wondering if he actually wanted to know if she was new, or just a social outcast who didn't know a thing about anyone in the school. Which was partially true, but only because this kid was the first one she met in Tree Hill.

"I'm new," she said abruptly.

The boy looked at her and shrugged, "Um..Okay…Well, welcome to Tree Hill. It's not that great."

Brooke smiled flirtatiously, "It doesn't look that bad."

The boy merely looked at her, "Well. I'm Nathan Scott."

Brooke smiled, wondering if he was going to ask her name, "…Brooke Davis."

Nathan nodded as he walked towards the school, "Later."

Brooke smiled as she walked towards her car and drove around before finding a spot. Tree Hill wasn't looking that bad. Now.

She smoothed out her flowing, Hardtail, pink cotton skirt and walked in to the main office, adjusting the Chanel sunglasses that sat on her head.

"Hi. I'm Brooke Davis," Brooke said happily to the secretary.

"Hi. What can I do for you?" the secretary asked.

Brooke gave her a confused look, "…Well, i'm new."

The secretary nodded, "Okay. Let me do a little research and print out a schedule."

Brooke nodded and looked around the office, she was slightly puzzled. If she was a new student, wouldn't they have paid more attention to her?

"Here, Brooke. Your first class is English. If you wait here for a minute, your student guide should be here shortly."

Brooke nodded, "Okay, thanks."

Brooke took a seat in a navy blue plastic chair and waited for someone to walk through the door. Finally, a petite girl walked in to the office, wearing a pair of blue jeans and a brown knit with a little bit of embellishment along the neckline.

The secretary smiled, "Haley, right? This is Brooke. She just transferred from…"

"Orange County, California," Brooke said with a half smile.

"Orange County, California. She's new, so you wouldn't mind giving her a hand, right?" the secretary asked.

"Oh, sure," Haley said, turning to Brooke.

Haley smiled, "So, homeroom isn't over yet. You want to go meet some people?"

Brooke stood up from her seat and grinned, "Totally."

Haley laughed, "…Okay."

Haley opened the door to the office and Brooke followed. Only now did Brooke notice the people who went to the school. All the kids seemed pretty well to do, and most of them dressed pretty nicely.

"So…Haley, right? Are you like mad smart or something? I mean, that's why they picked you to be my guide, right?" Brooke asked, digging through her Coach bag for a pack of gum.

Haley laughed, "I guess you could say that. So, you have Hynoski for English. She's cool, a little bit old, but that's what's great about her. She forgets if she gave you homework."

Brooke smiled, "Oh. That's hot."

Haley gave her a slightly odd look and continued walking.

Brooke's eyes widened as she saw the boy she saw earlier in the parking lot walking down the hall.

He walked closer towards the girls and Brooke smiled at him, after she assumed he was smiling at her.

"Hey Haley," he said coolly.

"Hey Nate," Haley said.

Brooke's eyes widened considerable as she continued to walk.

Brooke sighed, "Okay. I just met him like ten minutes ago, and he didn't say anything to me..How do you know him?"

Haley smiled, "We've been friends since like seventh grade. And, I tutor him. But, that just started."

Brooke nodded, she knew Nathan had to be popular, which meant Haley was too. She grinned at her revelation.

"So, tell me more about Nathan," Brooke said with a grin, as she linked arms with Haley.

Haley laughed, "Well, he's a junior, like us. He's the star shooting guard of the varsity basketball team. He's obviously good-looking as you could tell…"

Brooke grinned, "Oh…And, single, right? He looks like a player."

Haley laughed loudly, "Yeah. You're definitely new. No, he has a girlfriend. They've been going out since freshman year."

Brooke smirked, "Yeah. Well, if they've been going out since freshman year, he's probable looking for something new."

Haley merely smiled, "They're like totally in love."

Brooke laughed, "He doesn't look like the loving type."

Haley took a moment to stare at her, "You don't know him."

Brooke raised her eyebrows, unaware of how defensive this girl could be, "Yeah. Sorry. You're right."

Haley smiled, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't of overreacted. It's just, well… Peyton's my best friend."