DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ONE TREE HILL OR IT'S CHARACTERS,

HEY EVERYONE THIS IS MY VERY FIRST STORY, SO PLEASE BE KIND! REVIEWS AND SUGGESTIONS ARE WELCOME! THIS IS AN AU STORY, IT PRETTY MUCH EXPLAINS ITSELF, SOME OF THE RELATIONSHIPS ARE THE SAME ON THE SHOW, JUST THE CHARACTERS ARE A BIT SWITCHED AROUND. I'VE ONLY STARTED THE FIRST CHAPTER, SO BE PATIENT WITH ME, JUST SOME BACKGROUND INFO. SOME STORYLINES FROM THE SHOW WILL FIT INTO MY STORY. THIS STORY WILL START OUT BRATHAN, WITH SOME STRONG LEYTON AND BALEY FRIENDSHIP, NOT TOO SURE YET ON HOW IT WILL END, I'LL BE PLAYING WITH DIFFERENT ROMANCES FOR A WHILE TO FIGURE OUT WHICH ONES WILL BE END GAME, BUT BE PREPARED TO SEE SOME RATHAN, LALEY, NEYTON,BRUCAS AND EVEN FELIX/HALEY. THANX IN ADVANCE TO ALL WHO READS AND REVIEWS!

"Chug, chug, chug…." encouraged by his teammates, Nathan Scott gulped down the contents of his cup and slammed it down in triumph on the counter. He turned towards his best friend Tim Smith who gave him a high-five.

"All right! Not only can he slam dunk baskets, he can slam drunk better than all you suckas!" Tim slung an arm around Nathan. "Slam drunk? Get it?"

Nathan rolled his eyes and nodded. He shrugged him off "Tim! Just say I'm the best." He turned to the other players and smirked.

Jake Jagielski rolled his eyes "The best? Well I'm sure your little girlfriend over there agrees. " he pointed at Tim who grinned.

Nathan smirked "Yo, Jagielski my man, keep playing the way you did tonight and maybe one day you'll have your own personal fan club."

Tim laughed and Jake shook his head, sometimes Nathan's arrogance was overwhelmingly annoying. He took his drink and walked off.

"Yo, what's his problem? His time of the month or something?"

Nathan laughed "It's probably all those diaper changes he has to make between plays. Hey maybe that's why his game sucks so much most of the time, he doesn't wipe the shit off completely." Tim cracked up and high-fived him "Nice!"

Nathan grabbed his cup and went over to the keg for a refill. Tim followed him and looked around, his gaze landing on one of the cheerleaders. "Damn, Bevin's looking fine tonight."

Nathan looked over and shrugged slyly "You should see her with her cheerleader outfit off."

Tim's eyes widened "You hit that?"

Nathan laughed "Sorry man, a gentlemen doesn't kiss and tell."

Tim laughed "No but you do."

Nathan laughed again, "True. Well, I'll tell you something, easy isn't always fun."

Tim's eyes lit up. "Hey that's fine with me, I don't like the chase."

Nathan snorted "That's cuz it never gets you anywhere."

Tim gulped down his drink "It will tonight." He sing-songed. "Watch out baby, the Tim-man is coming your way, get ready for the ride of your life." He started walking towards Bevin.

"Won't be much of a ride if the car can't start!" Nathan shouted to him, Tim turned around and flipped him off.

Nathan laughed and picked up his cup, surveying the rest of the crowd. It seemed like the whole sophomore, soon to be junior class was at his parent's beach house, getting sloshed, dancing, making out, having fun. He was glad he had decided to throw the party. It was just what he needed. Come Monday, it would be back to school. Of course a new year always meant new students, he didn't mind that, as long as the girls were pretty cute, but it also meant new teachers, new season, hopefully new basketball coach. And it also meant having to back and facing him.

"Hey gorgeous." A flirty voice interrupted his thoughts. He turned around and grinned. Rachel Gattina, one of the hottest girls in school stood before him. He looked her up and down appreciatively "Having fun Gattina?"

She tossed her auburn hair over her shoulders "Don't I always?" she leaned in close, "Although, I can always have a better time."

He smirked, "Oh yeah?" he pulled back to look at her, "Seeing as though I technically am the host, I have to make sure I keep my guests sufficiently entertained, any ideas?"

She winked up at him, "I can think of a few."


"Wassup ladies?"

Brooke Davis turned and smirked "Tim."

He grinned "The one and only Baby. You fine ladies having fun?" he came to stand in between her and Bevin, putting an arm around each of them.

Brooke grinned, "Brooke Davis always has fun."

"That's what I hear baby girl."

Brooke pulled back from him, "Excuse me?" she laughed.

Tim shrugged, "Well my boy Nate is never short on the details, if you know what I mean."

Brooke took in a sharp breath and her grip on her drink tightened, "Well, trust me that's not the only thing he's short on, if you know what I mean."

Tim's mouth dropped open "Damn, did you just burn my boy?!"

"That wasn't a burn my friend, that was a roast!" Vegas , the center guard of the Ravens called out.

Tim looked at him confused "A roast? You mean like a weenie roast?"

Everyone around them cracked up and Brooke patted Tim on the arm, trying to control her laughter "Yes, Tim. A weenie roast!"

Theresa, one of Brooke's fellow cheerleaders walked over to her "Brooke Davis...slamming your boyfriend in front of all his friends? Not a good idea."

Brooke shrugged, "You heard Tim."

"Yeah, but that's what guys do, especially when they're the star basketball players. It's all about their status, y'know?"

"Well, it's not in my status to be known as easy either." Brooke snapped. She looked around and her gaze landed on Nathan and Rachel near the kitchen. Her eyes flashed as she saw Rachel lean up to Nathan seductively and whisper something to him. She smirked "That's Rachel's job." She muttered. She flipped her hair and headed towards them, a dangerous look in her eyes. Theresa looked in that direction and sighed. Well it had been two full days of peace on the squad, those two were long overdue for a showdown of some sort.


Nathan looked at Rachel a seductive smile playing across his lips, "Really? And do these ideas of yours require..." he stopped, seeing Brooke come up next to them.

"Are we having fun?" she glared at them.

Rachel turned around smiling sweetly at the brunette, "Oh. Hey Brooke, I was just telling Nathan that he throws the most amazing parties, don't you think?"

Brooke looked around, "Oh, yeah. Every teenage boy's fantasy. Great music. No parental supervision. Plenty of booze." she gave her a once over, "Easy lays."

Rachel flipped her hair over her shoulder, "Oh was that a pre-requirement for entering the party?" she gave Brooke a syrupy smile, "Too bad sometimes boyfriends get in the way of whoring around right Brooke?"

Brooke gave her an equally sweet smile,"How would you know? They only stick around long enough to uh get what they came for right Rach?"

Rachel clenched her fists in silent fury, she took a deep breath and gave her an innocent smile, "Well the right one hasn't come along just yet." she looked over at Nathan, "Or maybe he has, and he just doesn't know it yet." she turned back to Brooke and noticed the fury in the brunette's eyes. She smirked and glanced at Brooke's barely there dress, "By the way, nice dress Brooke, it's so uh easily accesible." she grabbed her drink and flounced away, halfway through she turned and winked at Nathan, "I'll hold you to your promise, Mr. Host."

Brooke gritted her teeth and turned angrily to her boyfriend, "What the hell is she talking about?"

Nathan shrugged, "Nothing Babe." he went to put an arm around her.

She pushed him away, "Do not pull that bullshit with me Nathan. She was coming on to you like the pathetic slut she is and you tell me nothing?"

He chuckled and placed an arm around her waist. He pulled in her and dropped a kiss on her lips, "Have I ever told you how sexy Jealous Brooke is?" he said huskily.

She pushed him away, ignoring the way her skin always tingled when he was close, "Well trust me, pissed off Brooke is not sexy, so you better fess up."

He sighed, "Brooke, it was nothing. I asked her if she was having fun and that was it."

"And why should you care if she has fun? I mean it's not like we all don't know what kind of fun she likes to have."

"Because it's my house Babe, I want everyone to have fun."

"Right," she scoffed, "Because that's the kind of guy you are, sooo considerate."

"Okay, fine whatever. Who cares? Look, I won't even look at her okay, let's just drop this and...."he pulled her in close again and nuzzled her neck, "Talk about us...I missed you.." he whispered against her skin.

She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his lips on her skin for just a second. She forced herself to push him away, "Look I mean it Scott, I'm done with your games. Stop flirting with Rachel or..."she pulled him in by the collar of his shirt and planted a small kiss near his mouth, "We're done." she breathed.

He pulled back to look at her, he shrugged. "Empty threats." he grinned, "Look babe, Rachel was flirting with me, so maybe you should have this heart to heart with her."

Brooke glared at him, "Yeah well Rachel's a slut." she snapped, "That girl flirts with anything with a dick."

Nathan laughed, "Davis...is that any way to talk about your fellow cheerleaders?" he teased.

"Nathan I mean it. I will not have my boyfriend flirting with that cheer slut or anyone else for that matter. You want some, you know where you can get the best." she pulled him in by the collar, "I'm Brooke Davis damn it, do not make me look like a fool."

Nathan grinned down at her, "Damn, so demanding, sooo hot. And you wonder if I want to be with someone else why?" he kissed her and she allowed him to deepen it for just a second before pulling away.

She grinned, "Just making sure baby. You know the rules Scott, do not screw that up."

He rolled his eyes, "Well just remember those rules, next time you're flirting with my teammates."

She leaned in close, "Hmmm...so jealous, sooo hot." she teased repeating his words from earlier. She gave him a quick kiss and grabbed her drink. He stood there for a second, admiring the way her dress clung to her body.

She winked at him, "Be good Superstar, and you just might get lucky tonight."

He groaned and picked up his drink. He threw his head back and gulped down what was left. It was going to be a long night.


Haley James rolled her eyes as she watched Bevin Prince take a body shot off Tim.

The pretty blonde stood up and clapped her hands "Oh my gosh that was sooo much fun! Who wants to go next?" she looked around and her face lit up in a smile as her gaze landed on Haley.

Haley shook her head "No. No. Bevin, don't even think about it."

Bevin grinned as she pulled Haley towards her despite her protests.

"Oh c'mon Haley Boo, it's the last rager before the start of junior year, loosen up just a bit."

Rachel strolled up to them taking a sip of her drink. "Loose is always fun."

"Yeah you would know." Haley muttered.

Rachel raised an eyebrow "You make that sound like such a horrible thing. Don't you ever have any fun?"

"Not your kind of fun." She retorted.

Rachel rolled her eyes and grabbed the tequila from Bevin's hand and took a long swig. She licked her lips and handed it to Haley with a smirk.

Haley sighed as she stared down at the bottle. She didn't know why she even bothered to come to Nathan's parties sometimes. She always felt out of place and never really had any fun watching everyone else get wasted. She would very much rather be at home reading a good book or writing and listening to music. But yet, every time she always ended up there. It was her social duty as a cheerleader after all. She looked over at Rachel's smug grin, it was as if the redhead knew what she was thinking. She thinks I won't do it, Haley thought. What the hell. She threw her head back and allowed the searing mixture to burn itself down her throat, as everyone else cheered around her. She wiped her hand across her mouth and slammed the bottle down on the table. She gave a slighty shocked Rachel a smirk of her own.

"Tutor Girl! Did I have too much to drink or did I really just see you chug that thing? Oh my god have we finally willed you over to the dark side?" a teasing voice called over to her. Haley turned and grinned at her best friend. Brooke was walking towards her one hand tucked securely in her handsome boyfriend's and the other holding up her own cup.

She giggled "Dark side? Tigger you make it sound like some sort of cult or something."

Brooke walked over to her and slung an arm around her shoulder and gave her a wink "Tutor Girl we are so getting you drunk." She looked around the small crowd that had formed around them. Her gaze landed on Felix Tagaro, the tall and very handsome all-around player. She gave him her famous grin "Felix, take off your shirt." She demanded.

He grinned at her "Damn Davis, I always knew you wanted me but try to restrain yourself around Mr. All-American over here. " he threw a smirk at Nathan, laughing to himself as he noticed the angry glint in the basketball player's blue eyes.

Brooke bit back a smile as she looked over at her annoyed boyfriend. If he only knew… she turned back to Felix and gave him a wink "Play nice Tagaro, or you miss out on the chance of being Haley's very first."

Haley looked over at her horrified "Brooke!"

Brooke laughed "Body shot Haley. First body shot." She shook her head, she loved her best friend to death, but honestly the girl needed to loosen up. She gave her a slight push towards Felix "Haley sweetie, it's going to be okay I promise. I'll even hold your hand and walk you through it." she teased.

Haley rolled her eyes as she looked over at Felix, who took off his shirt and winked at her. She glared at him, unhappy with the turn of events. He laughed and proceeded to lay down on the table. Brooke handed Felix a lemon and filled the shot glass with tequila. She pretended to decide on where to place it and stopped right above the zipper of his pants and looked up laughing at Haley who shot her a death glare.

"Brooke!" she sighed desesperated "Just stop ok? Let's just get it over with."

Felix sat up slightly and grinned utterly full of himself. He reached out and pulled in Haley until she was almost laying on top of him. "Oh, baby once I start you you'll be begging me not to stop." He whispered in her ear.

She shivered slightly and roughly pulled back, hating herself for letting the blush reach her cheeks. Brooke laughed, having heard his comment. "Please Tagaro, don't make any promises you know you can't keep."

He looked her up and down and licked his lips "Play nice mami and maybe I'll let you in on the magic,"

"Stop flirting with my girl Tagaro and maybe I won't kick your ass." Nathan threatened. Felix laughed and motioned towards Haley "C'mon Baby girl, " he gave her a heart-stopping grin and lay back down.

Haley looked over at him and tried to ignore the way he looked laying there shirtless grinning up at her. Okay, so the guy was hot, even she could acknowledge that. But he was still a brainless jerk.

She shook her head, "This is stupid." she muttered, she turned to walk away, but Brooke ran up to intercept her.

"Haley...C'mon it's the last party of the summer, have fun just this once please?"

Haley sighed, "Brooke.....having fun does not have to equal getting wasted."

Brooke sighed, she'd heard this speech from Haley so many times, "I know okay? But it's fun, really. Look, come Monday, you can go back to being Tutor-girl, clean and sober, queen of the nerds okay?"

"I am not queen of the nerds!" she protested, trying to hide a smile.

Brooke grinned, she could see Haley was already giving in, "Okay, princess,whatever.."she teased.

Haley shook her head and took a deep breath. She walked back over to Felix, she might as well get it over with. She leaned down and took the lemon from his mouth and stared at the taut muscles in his chest before leaning down and taking the glass in between her teeth and gulping it down like she'd seen the other cheerleaders do, too many times if you asked her. Everyone cheered around her and Felix sat up. He was looking at her and nodding appreciatively "Damn, James I always knew you had it in you." He reached for his shirt and pulled her in close again. "Glad to be off service." He whispered huskily in her ear. He pulled his shirt over his head and walked off but not before turning and sending another wink her way.

"Oh my gosh! Did you see that? He totally wants you!" Bevin squealed and rushed over to Haley.

Haley rolled her eyes "Please, Felix is such a dog, he flirts with anything in a skirt."

Bevin looked at her confused "But…you're not wearing a skirt today Haley,"

Haley bit her lip, trying her hardest not to laugh. Bevin was such a sweetheart but honestly she could be very daft sometimes. "It's just a saying Bevin, it doesn't actually…" she shook her head "Forget it."

"Okay!" she beamed and picked up the tequila "Who wants to go next?!"


"You've been pretty quiet tonight." Peyton Sawyer turned from her position on the bed and faced her best friend Lucas Scott. "What's up?"

He turned and smiled at her. He shrugged "I don't know, just thinking I guess."

"Uh-Oh" she teased. He threw her a look and she laughed. She scooted in closer to him. "You okay?" she asked seriously.

He smiled at her again "Yeah… I was just thinking. About Dan." He admitted.

Peyton sighed "Well that jerk never gives a thought to you." She remarked. Lucas turned away from her visibly flinching at her words.

Peyton put a hand to her mouth "Oh god. Luke…I'm sorry. I'm such a bitch sometimes."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." He teased. She jabbed him in the ribs "Watch it jerk!" she cried playfully.

He laughed and placed an arm around her shoulder bringing her in closer to him. They were quiet for several moments before Peyton spoke up.

"So…you want to tell me why you were thinking of your sorry excuse of a father?"

He smiled over at her and stared up at the ceiling "It's not exactly Dan. It's more like…well you know how I always help out Keith on the weekends at the shop?"

She nodded a little confused as to where he was going with this.

He sighed "Well, we were talking about basketball..."

"Gee, why doesn't that surprise me?" she teased.

He laughed, "Well anyway, he was telling me that he was talking to Whitey and he told him that Jacob West won't be back this year."

Peyton gave him a confused look, "Yeah? So?"

Lucas sighed, "Jacob West was their star Point Guard last year."

Peyton's eyes widened in realization, "So does that mean?..."

"I don't know, Keith's telling me I should do it...but..."

"But?"

Lucas looked over at her, "Nathan's on the team. And if I was to make the team, not only does that equal having to face Nathan, but.."

"Dan as well." Peyton finished for him.

Lucas nodded, "Yeah, I don't know if I can do that."

Peyton looked at him, "Luke...look if you're thinking about doing this, do it for you, okay? I know how much you love the game, and yes you play on the Rivercourt with the guys all the time. But I understand why you would want to do this. You want to prove that you've got talent. Just don't do it to prove it to them okay? Screw Dan and Nathan Scott and what they think. You've made it just fine without them all these years, you don't need them now."

He smiled over her. Leave it to Peyton to always know what he was thinking. "Thank you." he pulled her in and dropped a kiss on her forehead. "But you know, Nathan's not going to like this at all."

Peyton rolled her eyes as she thought of his half-brother. Nathan Scott. Mr. Popularity hot-shot himself. Yeah the guy was cute, okay he was more than cute, he was hot. But he was so full of himself it made her want to throw up sometimes and the way he treated Lucas …honestly it made her want to throw him in front of a bus. Well that was a little extreme, and she wasn't normally a violent person, but that's the kind of emotions that jerk evoked in her. She was very protective of her best friend. He meant the world to her and she couldn't stand to see him hurt. Despite all his claims that his brother's indifference towards him didn't affect him in the least she knew better. She knew that if Lucas were to make the team, Nathan Scott would make it a living hell for him.

She turned back to him, "Yeah, he won't...and I can't stand the thought of him....making this hard on you.."she stayed quiet for a second, "You know I've got your back right Lucas? Always?"

He chuckled, "Yeah, sure. I mean I have nothing to worry about with you on my side. You'll protect me from the big bad guys." he teased.

"Shut up!" she laughed, "I can sooo take on Nathan Scott and you know it."

"Yeah, you're right. You are pretty scary Sawyer."

She raised an eyebrow, "Do I have to remind you of the time back in fourth grade when Jim Roberts stole the baskteball you received from Keith on your birthday? How you cried and cried?....And who got your ball back from the big mean bully? Huh?"

Lucas laughed, "Yeah, Okay, after you gave him a black eye and threatened him that if he so much as looked at my ball again, you would pummel him." he shook his head wistfully, "Little Peyton Sawyer, making little boys cry."

She nodded, "Don't ever doubt me Lucas Scott. I am one tough bitch, thank you very much."

"Y'know that came in handy, having you as my bodyguard when we were younger. But if you ever repeat that story to anyone, I will never talk to you again Sawyer, that could damage my reputation, especially when I become the hottest baskteball player the Ravens have ever seen!."

She laughed, "The hottest huh? So does this actually mean you're going to do it?"

"Yeah, I think I will."

"What made you decide?"

He smiled over at her, "You did."

"Oh. Damn, does this mean everytime I want you to do something, all I have to do is bring up the Jim Roberts story?" she teased.

He pointed a finger at her, "No. You never bring that up. Ever. Especially if I make the team."

"Oh, sorry Mr. Hot-shot basketball player, only not. Can't have you looking like the weak mush you are infront of the popular cheerleaders. Especially Haley James." she teased.

Lucas blushed, "Shut up! That's not...I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh sure...you don't know what I'm talking about. Please, I've caught you staring. Before School, during homeroom, during lunch, during Chemistry, after school...not to mention that you mumble in your sleep!." she burst out laughing as Lucas looked over at her horrified. "Lucas you little perv! How long have you had the hots for little ?"

Lucas grabbed the pillow and hit her with it, "I am so not talking to you." he mumbled.

She poked him in the side, "It's okay, your secret's safe with me."

He glared at her, "I am sooo not liking you right now."

She laughed, "Not even if I told you that I was thinking of trying out for the cheer squad?"

His mouth dropped open, "Cheerleading? You?!"

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I mean don't act so schocked or anything." she said sarcastically.

"Sorry, it's just you? Little angsty, jaded Peyton Sawyer? Cheerleading?"

She laughed, "Ok! Ok! I get it, but look if I was to do it, i'd be doing it for you."

He grinned, "Me? Sure, you in a short cheerleading skirt, jumping up and down waving pom-poms just for me? I'm all for that, y'know what that would do for my rep? To have my own personal cheerleader?" he nodded, "Damn. I'd be the man on campus."

"You're not even on the team yet, and already your Scott genes are shining through." she scoffed.

He gave her a look and she giggled, "Sorry. But get your head outta your ass perv! I'm doing it for you, total moral support. You'll need someone by your side, at all those away games and stuff."

He grinned, "And how do you know I need you for that? Once Haley James sees my killer jump shot...."

Peyton stood up laughing,"I knew it!" she cried.

He could only laugh with. He shook his head, this was so crazy, Him on the basketball team? The same team as his much-hated half-brother? And Peyton? On the cheerleading squad?

Yeah. It was definitely going to be one hell of a year.