A/N: After reading like a dozen of fanfics I decided to write some of my ideas. And I have to upload this really fast before I duck my head with shame and delete this story.

The story takes place after Haley left for tour with Chrissy (I really hate that guy), Deb is already an addict, Dan is a funny bastard, I don't care about Brucas or Pucas so I'm not sure if I'm gonna write anything about those pairings, Brooke and Peyton are friends because they rock together though there are gonna be some cat fights, because they do rock better.

Story can take different roads, mainly because I really don't know even in my head what is gonna happen and because I love Peyton and badass Nathan as much as I love Naley sweetness (but not 4th season sweetness with baby and whatever because that made me wanna puke).. so... aren't you confused?

Disclamer: Not mine, though I would really like to own James's body and Peyton's character. Also artists mentioned in this chapters are: Bright Eyes, Snoop Dogg, 50 Cent and Weezer.

I just threw out the love of my dreams. (Weezer)

Focus on the basket. Three steps forward, turn around, jump and shoot.

"Nicee!"

"Hi, Lucas. What's up?" Nathan passed the ball to Lucas who caught it easly and made a three point shot.

"Just checking on my lil' bro."

"You mean your better looking half?"

Lucas smirked and passed the ball to Nathan who made another extremally hard looking jump shot.

"Actually... I'm good." Nathan paused to look at Lucas who waited for him to continue. After Haley left for tour with Chris-shithead-Keller, Nathan was far from feeling good. "I was thinking to... go see Haley and try to make things right again."

"That's great man!" Lucas said with smile and added more seriously - I'm really glad you choose to fight for your marriage.

"Yeah... Me too." Lucas patted Nathan on the back and then took the ball from him.

"Let's see if I'm more talented half!" Lucas ran past laughing brother and made a nice jump shoot by himself.

"Maybe just more lucky half."

"No way! I'm not going to listen some shizly-mizzly rap!"

"It's shizzle-mizzle."

"Whatever! I'm putting Bright Eyes."

"You mean Bright-LAME? C'mon! All the guy does is whine, cry, whine!"

"Well, at least he didn't called himself 'doggy'!"

"Well, at least he isn't LAME!"

"Ok, we can go on like this for hours. Let's make a deal, I will LET YOU play some 50 Cent later, if you let me play Weezer now. Deal?"

"I can stand Weezer... Deal."

Peyton sighned with relief and played first song. The music argument will never die.

Where I come from isn't all that great
My automobile is a piece of crap

"That's not bad"

"Nathan Scott! Did you just said something good about my music?!" Nathan laughed and shook his head at Peyton. "Well, well, maybe I can save you from rap, there's still hope."

"Not a chance." Nathan deadpanned and Peyton smiled.

I didn't go to boarding schools
Pretty girls never looked at me

"You know... I'm really glad you agreed to go with me." Nathan looked at Peyton who ducked her head a little. "Without you I'm not really sure if I..."

"I know" Peyton interrupted him sensing that it was hard for him to be so vourneable. "Besides, who is the better person to convince a wife to come back home than her husband's ex?" Nathan laughed and Peyton grinned.

"Oh, now, this is crap."

"Hey, don't you dare! This song is really good!"

"What he's singing about? Why the hell he would be tired of sex? I mean..."

"And The Cocky Bastard is back."

"A little bit of Xanax for mama." Deb took a few pills and swallowed them with vodka. Closing her eyes, she smiled.

"Knock, knock Boozie."

"Oh, I'm gonna need more of that goodness." She said bitterly and swallowed some more pills straight from the bottle. "If I tell you to stay... will you go away?"

"And miss all the fun of annoying you? Come on, are you high?" Dan smirked.

"Go to hell"

"Been there. With you actually. Remember our marriage?"

"Our what?"

"You know honey, two people, expensive rings, white dress, sometimes pregnancy?"

"Whatever, just don't call it marriage... Disaster works better." Deb took another sip from her vodka. "What do you want?"

"Sex." Deb frowned. "Kidding, Boozie. Where are Nathan's annulment papers?"

"I don't know." Deb made a very pleased face, clearly showing that she was lying. "Oh, what the hell. I know where they are, I just..." She shrugged her shoulders. "don't want to give them to you."

"Take more pills and think again."

"I won't let you to destroy my son's marriage!"

"You mean like Haley did?"

"He knows what he's doing."

"He also knew when he was getting married and look how it ended."

"Get out." Deb took two steps forward, shacking with fury. "Get out, or I swear you will beg me for a painkiller!"

Dan smiled and left.

"Nathan..." Peyton didn't know what to say. She couldn't believe this, it was like she never knew Haley at all. Haley, the rockstar who just broke Nathan's heart. That bitch. "I'm really sorry... I..."

"Can we not talk about this?" Nathan was staring straight ahead, trying hard to not break down and cry. Not now. "Let's get drunk." Nathan said suddenly. Peyton just looked at him. "Sure, just let me crash the car first."

"Peyton, I'm serious."

Peyton sighned and squeezed steering-wheel a little harder. She knew that Nathan was hurting like hell, but she also knew that alcohol would just make things worse. And it's an enormous pain in the ass to have to deal with drunk Nathan.

"Just a few drinks." He pleaded. Peyton bit her lip and sighned again. "Okay."