Ok, so this is my first fic, thought I'd give it a go. Essentially but eventually a Baley fic, but there'll be plenty of everything else in between. Obviously I don't own anything except any characters or scenarios I may create myself. Ok, so enjoy and please review!

Starts just after Lucas and Haley become popular after Lucas joins the basketball team. Will loosely follow the events from the series, but, knowing me, will probably end up as a completely original storyline.

Lucas was sitting under a tree reading, waiting for Haley to come meet him for lunch. It was unusual for her to be late, but he figured it was best not to get mad because she'd have a really good excuse to make him regret it.

"Hey Luke", Peyton said as she walked over to him, "Not interrupting am I?"

"Hey Peyton, no, I'm just waiting for Haley, I have no idea where she's got to, you haven't seen her have you?"

Peyton shook her head as she sat down next to him, glancing at the book Lucas had been reading. "What's that you got there? Anything interesting, or the usual?"

"By interesting, you mean Kerrang or Hello, right?"

"Kerrang maybe, Hello is more Brooke's thing. Speaking of…" Peyton trailed off and smiled as Brooke wandered over and slumped down next to her. "Hey Brooke, how's it going?" she said warily, sensing a dramatic moment.

"Oh God P. Sawyer, I think my feet are dead. Can you see them? Are they still there? Because I think they dropped off about a half mile back. Seriously." Brooke leaned back and rested her head on Peyton's lap. "I think I'm dying."

"Why are you so tired, what's wrong?"

"The police took my license, apparently drunk driving's an offence but having to walk a bazillion miles to school isn't."

"Hmm, drunk driving, that's smart, decided to start ruining other's lives as well as your own have you Brooke?"

"Ew, tutor alert at 3 O'clock."

"Shut up Brooke" whispered Peyton, sensing the onset of Haley's daily rant at Brooke.

"You know what Brooke? How about you buy a clue and get back to me. Because I'm seriously getting pissed off with your constant abusive comments toward me when you don't even know me, you don't even try to know me. What the hell's your problem anyway? Do you hate me because I have good grades? Because I tutor people? Is that it? Because if it is, then you're an even worse person than I thought. I'll see you." Haley turned around and walked away towards home, expecting the footsteps she heard behind her to be Lucas.

Brooke has sat up during Haley's rant and suddenly felt the urge to run after her as she left.

"Haley!" Brooke yelled as she caught up. "Wait".

Haley, slightly surprised, turned around to face the brunette. "What do you want, Brooke? Because I honestly can't take much more of your bullshit right now."

"Look, you're right. I'm sorry for being such a bitch."

"Why?"

"Why? Seriously?"

"Yeah. I mean, there's gotta be a reason for it. Did I do something to you?"

"Um, I, don't really know. It just kind of… happens. And I know that sucks," she rushed, as Haley made a disgusted face and started to turn away, "but Hales I'm gonna stop, I swear. I'm sick of this person I've become, and you're daily 'taking Brooke down a peg' sessions have worked. I'm really sorry. That's what I came after you to say. I'm sorry."

"Um, Ok, wow I so didn't see that coming," Haley laughed nervously. She had never been around Brooke when she wasn't being a bitch to her, and now felt completely like a fish out of water. "Thanks, Brooke. I uh, I gotta go, but…. Yeah. See you tomorrow." Haley turned and fled the uncomfortable scene, praying Lucas would catch her up.

"What was that about?" Said a familiar voice behind her.

"God knows."

I know, weird ending, but comments and reviews help to steer in the right direction :D