My Version of Dad

Chapter 1

Looking around the near empty room around her, she places her bag on the bed. Opening the bag she carefully pulls out the Aerosmith, Pink Floyd, and the Rolling Stones t-shirts and lays them out on the dresser nearby.
"Already planning your outfits for the first week of school I see," Haley says coming into the room."
"You're just jealous your clothes aren't as cool as mine."
"Guilty as charged."
"You'll get better at the whole style thing eventually," Peyton says looking sympathetic towards Haley. "Just don't let anyone here see you in that green hat of yours in the meantime."
"I'll try my hardest not to boss."
"Yeah, you got that right. Now why are you bringing your things in here?"
"Dad told me that he wants us to share this room," Haley says placing her suitcases over by the closet.
"You have to be kidding me."
"Sorry, but it's true."
"Fine I guess I can live with it," Peyton says half groaning. "Just don't mess with my stuff."
"Yes captain."
"Okay you little wisenheimer, now just so you know how this works, I get the bathroom first in the morning. You got it?"
"Yes," Haley says looking defeated.
"Good, then everything should go just fine than."

Walking down the hallway at school the next morning, Peyton finds her locker in no time. Opening her locker, she places some of the extra things that she brought with her inside it. As she's just about ready to head off to homeroom, a guy comes over and opens one of the lockers nearby. Watching him out of the corner of her eye, she notices that he's listening to rock music on his mp3 player.
Looking down at her watch as he looks over at her, she realizes that it's almost time for homeroom to start. Throwing her school bag over her shoulder she tries to play it cool. Heading off up the hall she passes by him with ease, until she hears footsteps following her. Coming up beside her as he catches up with her he looks over at her as they walk.
"You're new around here."
"Yeah, just state the obvious."
"Lucas Scott," he says pausing and holding out his hand for her to shake. Pausing in mid step Peyton turns towards him for a moment and shakes his hand. That's odd she thought this isn't exactly the greeting the new kid got. She knew that for a fact, at her old school the new kid usually had to prove themselves before any of the popular crowd would even speak to them.
"Peyton Sawyer."
"It's nice to meet you Peyton Sawyer and I hope to see you around."
"You too," Peyton says looking around at the room numbers. Looking down at her schedule she realizes that she's no longer sure where the room is located. She was pretty sure that she could figure out how to navigate this school with out much of a problem, but she knew she was lost to some extent already.
"Your room is right down there, last door on the right."
"Oh thanks, but…"
"Maybe I'll see you at lunch," Lucas says cutting her off. "Right now I have to head off down that way before I'm late getting to class." Turning to head down the adjoining hallway in the opposite direction she has to go, he looks over his shoulder briefly before heading off to his homeroom.

Later in the day, Haley finding a seat in one of the English rooms sits down. Sitting down across the aisle from her, Lucas looks over at her. Looking over at him as she feels his gaze, she realizes that he has spotted the book that she brought along to read incase she became bored at school that day.
"I heard a rumor that book's going to be on next summer's reading list."
"It's never a bad thing to get a head start," Haley says trying to make it sound like it isn't that big of a deal. "Besides if it is, there's one less book I have to read during the summer."
"That's very true, and you'll have more time to go to the beach with your friends."
"Yes indeed, but then I'm going to actually buy a new swimsuit this year."

Sitting down behind Peyton in Study Hall, Brooke studies Peyton's notebook. Noticing Peyton, obviously the new girl, Bevin sits down across the aisle from her with Skills close in toe taking the seat across from Brooke.
"Loser rock," Brooke whispers into Peyton's ear.
"I like your hair, how do you get it that curly."
"Really, and I bet it's fake just like the blonde in it."
"Actually," Peyton says turning around in her seat to face Brooke. "It's naturally curly, and just face it you're jealous that it looks better than yours."
"Do you want to join the cheerleading squad?"
"Ignore her question. She has no authority to ask it. Oh, and stay away from my boyfriend while you're at it too."
"Girl, I think you're delirious. He's not your guy, and he most likely never will be," Skills says looking over at Brooke.

"So Haley," Lucas says as they exit out into the hallway after English. "How about we grab lunch together?"
"I don't know, I think I might look for my sister first."
"She'll probably be heading the same way we are."
"I suppose," Haley says glancing around the hallway. "I'm kind of lost anyway."
"Come on then, let me be your tour guide."

"Hey do you want to join us for lunch?"
"Yeah," Peyton says smiling at Bevin. Walking over to one of the tables, Peyton and Haley look at each other as they notice each other. Seeing that Haley was with Lucas, Peyton started to feel kind of weird about the situation at hand. "So how was your morning?"
"Pretty good, you?"
"Not bad, but this is kind of odd."
"Wait you two know each other," Lucas asks looking from one to the other.
"Yeah, we're sisters."
"Sisters, but you have different last names."
"Well we're half sisters," Peyton says giving Lucas a look. "You know different mothers, same father? She just kept her mother's name."
"Okay, that makes sense."