Me and My Vision

Chapter 1. Returning home, Is never just a place.

I walked into the bedroom finding Mark on our bed with Olivia. I chuckle at the sight, of two of my three favourite people, tangled up in a deep slumber.

Of course two of them, with three of them, I'm not sure I'd found myself chuckling at that sight.

Mark is my fiancée, I met him a little less than 5 years ago, at a Cure concert. No that I was there for fun, I worked there. I'm still trying to figure out what exactly it is what he does. Something in the technical way. I'm not sure how we met, my memory of that night is a little hazy. Something with lots of alcohol, and me running in at him on my way the a bathroom.

Can't believe that sight would have been a reason to call the two days later. For coffee, of course. Strong appreciation for Starbucks, nothing like a Mocha, to start your day with. Anyway, he hit off very well. We dated for a year, 5 months and 6 days. Then one night we were lying in bed at his place and suddenly he turns on the lights. He laughed at my confused face, and then pulled a ring out of the drawer of his bedside table. I was stunned. My first response was, "Is it necessary we do this now?" That also, made him laugh. I didn't think it was funny at all. He always sees life in a different perspective then I do.

So he opens that box, that little black box, and you will not believe what kind of ring appeared. It was beautiful, it is beautiful. ¬ I stare at the ring on my finger. ¬ the diamond wasn't huge, I was pretty, it was in proportion, it complimented the ring. I love it.

Although Mark was afraid it wasn't big enough. That was the only thing that upset me really, that he thought I'd care. I love it, I really wouldn't have it any other way.

So, when we were at the subject of new things, I had a confession myself, by the way I said yes to the proposal.

I was pregnant, the proposal couldn't have come better. Mark was I little shocked, but happy. So was I. I was three months pregnant, and now I'm not pregnant anymore, we had a little girl Olivia, she's three years old, but we're still engaged. We've both been so busy with work and moving in together and Olivia that we hadn't even had time the think, let alone the wedding plans.

My third favourite person, left spot two when Olivia came, and she announced four months ago that she was getting married in four months. Mainly because I was engaged before she was, and because Olivia was my everything, details.

So I walked in there watching Mark and Olivia sleep, on my bed, while I was packing!

"Mark!" I whistled. "Get up!"

"He what?" He replied sleepily. God so typically to sleep when I'm doing al the work.

"Wake up sleepy, I'm not packing alone, you promised to packed, Olivia's suitcase." I muttered.

He flashed his smile, that sweet, loving, don't-stress-too-much-it's-not-healthy smile. "Calm down, we're leaving tomorrow, I could pack Olivia's suitcase, tomorrow morning if necessary." He told me calmly.

He crawled off the bed and stood right in front of me. Leaned forward to place a kiss on my lips. "You should do I now" I told him. "You never know what happens tomorrow."

He smiled and placed his hands on both sides of my face. "I will, I just fell a sleep for a moment." And her turned around taking a quick look a Olivia, as she napped.

I smiled. The sight of my sleeping daughter was always heart warming. "She's pretty as she sleeps" I said dreamily as he was on his way out of our bedroom.

He turned around and turned his arms around my waist, gently placing multiple kisses in my neck. "Yah, almost as pretty as her mom." He mumbled between the kisses. I chuckled.

"But why is she in our bed?" I asked. He stopped kissing my neck and said: "Because, she refused to sleep in her own."

"She's really picky isn't she?" I replied smiling. "Yeah, she looks more like you everyday." He chuckled.

I exclaimed offended.

"It's okay, I like you as your are, both of you." And with that he left our bedroom.

God I love that man.

I know it was absurd, but when I got Brookes invitation to her wedding, the only thing I could think about was, Peyton.

I spent the last 5 years, on my education. Well not just the last five years, the last five years since Peyton and I broke up.

I spent my whole life on education till now. I was writer, successful writer, with as extra job to coach the Tree Hill Ravens along the side of it.

I lived in Tree Hill as long as I could remember. I still do, although I've been away, in the 4 years that followed high school.

I went to Stanford with my best friend Haley. I also straightened things out with my half brother, Nathan. We're good friends now, and neither of us speaks to our father. He lives in New York, playing for the New York Knicks, since a year.

I dated Peyton in high school. I loved her, but after high school we just kind of lost touch. She was busy with her career and so was I. I miss her everyday and wonder if she misses me. It's been so long.

So when I received Brooke's announcement. The first thing on my mind was Peyton. Brooke did managed to stay in touch with her, so I was positive that Peyton would be at the wedding. Brooke had rented a huge ranch just outside Tree Hill. She would get married home, I was sure her soon to be husband just had to go, with everything Brooke wanted.

I was on my way to my office at Tree Hill High. I walked into my office and Haley was sitting in my chair behind my desk. "Well, I see head couch, sure has changed." I said playful.

"Hi, Luke" Haley replied. "What are you doing here, don't they have teachers lounge for this?" I asked.

Haley sighed and removed her feet of my desk. "I know, but al those teachers still look at me as if they are my teachers, gives me the chills." She said shivering.

"Yeah, I know what you mean." I said smiling. "So, Brookes wedding this weekend, are you anxious to see Peyton?" She asked me. It was the one question I didn't want to answer. It was bad enough I still wasn't over her after five years, and I didn't want to share it with Haley.

"Not really, we both moved on, but I guess it'll be good to see her." I lied through my teeth. "Luke, did anyone every told you, you can't lie" Haley said smirking. "Fine, yes I am anxious to see her!" I surrendered.

"It's okay, Luke, after five years It might work out for you after all." Haley said, still smirking.

"I hope, we haven't been in touch at all, I wonder what her life is like." I said, fearing that she might have moved on, and that she was seeing someone.

"I'm sure it's just as miserable as yours." Haley flashed her bright as light smile. "Thanks, Hales. Oh, by the way, guess who else is coming to the wedding?" I said aiming for Nathan.

"Who?" She asked, seriously having no clue." I smirked and jumped on my desk, my back facing her. "Nathan." I said nonchalant.

"For the last time Luke, there's nothing between me and Nathan!" She said frustrated. I once caught her and Nathan, making out, but she was still denying that they were dating.

"Well, let's hope we both get what we want, when everyone is back in town at once." I said grinning.

"Scott, you suck." She said and walked out my office.

"Julian, honey please!" I pleaded. My fiancée could be could be such a idiot at times. "Brooke, I will just give me a little bit more time, I can't do eight thing at once." Julian replied while he stepped off the ladder. I just finished placing all the chairs for the ceremony.

"You know Brooke, you parents paid for the wedding, you could have hired more people to help." Julian said placing a kiss on my lips. "You know I like to keep thing in my own hands, or at least in hand I can trust." I said tangling my fingers with his as we held hands.

"Really?" He sighed. "So what was it that you wanted me to do?" He asked me. I flashed my cheery smile and said: "Follow me." And skipped through the ranch holding his hand, dragging him along.

We went upstairs and I threw open two French doors, a huge and beautiful bedroom were exposed. I dragged him inside closing the doors behind me.

"So what was it that I needed to do?" He asked smirking. "This is out honeymoon suite." I announced. "And I need you to try out the bed."

He raised an eyebrow at my remark, but I was sure he knew where I was getting at.

"Okay" He replied. He sat down on the bed, then lay down. "It's very nice" he said sitting up.

I shook my head and said: "No, I said try out the bed." And sat on his lap straddling him, leaning forward to kiss him.

"Mmh, yeah, I'm liking the bed a lot." He said. Turning his arms around my waist. "I thought you might like it." I replied cheerfully leaning in to give him another kiss.

Suddenly he started tickling me. "Ahh" I exclaimed. He lifted me of his lap and onto the bed.

I jiggled as he continued tickling me. "I surrender!" I squealed.

"Please!" I kept squealing, but her kept tickling me, till he started feeling sorry for me.

"Okay, he pulled me up, and kissed me passionately. I moaned pleased and deepened the kiss.

I quickly, pulled away from the kiss, as I heard someone cough. "Oh, mom" I said I little shocked.

"Little early don't you think darling?" She said icy, as always. The invitation to my wedding was pure an formality, but for some reason she felt obligated to come, I guess she dragged my father along.

"Sorry." She apologised. I wasn't sure why, I was apologising to my mother, for kissing my fiancée, on my wedding day.

"Could you come? I need to check whether your dress is ready." She said still icy.

I sighed turned "So, I guess, that's another chore you can cross of your list!" I said, sounding convincingly cheerful, which I wasn't since there was another hour with my mother coming up.

Julian groaned playfully "Right, where was that list again?"

I was standing by the door now, "Fridge, honey" I said and then followed my mother out of the room.

I was packing my bags, for Brookes wedding eagerly, but Brookes wedding wasn't the reason I was so eager to return to Tree Hill. Last spring, a few months back, Lucas and Haley came to visit me in New York. I patched things up with Lucas, so we tried to keep it that way and stay in touch. So he came to New York, and he brought Haley. I'd known Haley, as tutor girl, the way Brooke called her. Lucas might have entered our world when he joined the Ravens, Haley had her way of staying out. Like I stayed out of Lucas' way. I didn't bother him, he didn't bother me. He was only bothered by my father, out father.

So this was the first time, I spent time with Haley, but she was totally different. She had short dark hair, and was not as self-conscious, as I remembered. She was actually, very straight forward, cheerful, not nerdy at all.

So I made my moves, but she wasn't impressed, merely amused by my attempts, my interest in her.

She'd laughed at my face, but eventually she gave in, and we get caught making out, by Lucas.

He merely thought is was amusing, they clearly spend to much time together.

But to continue, when they left New York, Haley left things open, she wasn't interest in a steady relationship, and dating wasn't quite easy with dozen states between each other.

So I was, like I already pointed out, eager to see her again, hoping she wouldn't be dating someone else by now. She was hot, any guy would be crazy to let her walk. Like me, I let her walk, but I knew, that if she wasn't, I wouldn't let her go again.

I walked through the hallways of Tree Hill High. I came from Lucas' Office. God that boy could work on my nerves.

I was a little anxious to see, Nathan, but I wasn't going to tell Lucas that. The full friendship disclosure, only went so far. It was bad enough he caught, me and Nathan in that one weak moment.

I had grown a lot since high school, so had he, but he was still Nathan Scott. I wasn't so much, the same Haley James I used to be. I dressed different, more grown up, classy. I matured. I was proud of that. Guys whistled, something I wasn't used to.

I was happy, with who I was. I owned my own apartment, in Tree Hill. I had a job as teacher at Tree Hill High.

I walked out the school onto the quad. I found myself a table in the sun, put my feet up, and pulled Twilight out of my bag. I might be a teacher, and twilight might not have been on the reading list, but that didn't make it not a pleasure to read.

I sat there for about fifteen minutes, before the bell rang and I emerged myself to my classroom.

Still thinking about this weekend, I was scarily eager to see him again, but I wasn't going to let him know. If he wanted more, He should come and en get it. I was positive about that. Just like I was positive that Brookes wedding was going to be much more that a wedding, Lucas was not planning on letting Peyton leave without a engagement ring on her finger, to be clear his engagement ring. I was also positive about Nathans plans for the weekend. I wasn't positive about how I felt about that.

I was so caught up in my thoughts about the weekend that walked into Alex, a new teacher a THHS. "Oh, sorry" I apologised. He worked here only for a couple of weeks, he was about 25 and It was his second school, where he worked.

"It's okay, Haley is it right?" He asked more that he said it. "Yah, I teach English." I informed him. "Hi, I'm Alex, I teach calculus." He told me. He flashed me a smile. I smiled back friendly.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you." I said by lack of better. "I don't see you a lot, you don't spent you breaks in the teachers lounge." He said blushing.

"Yah, I went to school here, not so long ago, so all the teachers still, seem like my teacher, scares the hell out of me." I confessed.

He chuckled "Cheerleader, bad grades?" He asked. This made me blush. "No, nerd, valedictorian my graduating class." I said trying to be spontaneous, didn't really work.

"Wow, and still scared of your teachers." He said, he seemed to think it was funny. "It's not funny, it's one of the things on my list of things I'm deathly afraid of." I said chuckling, realising that I, didn't had to teach this hour.

"What else is not that list." He asked amused. I chuckled and beckoned him to walk outside with me.

"Well, I'm also deathly, afraid of clowns."

He broke into a fit of laughter. "That's not funny!" I squealed hitting him playfully. "Ouch" he replied to my spontaneous way of making physical contact.

"You're starting to hit me? I think I might need to add you to my list of things I'm deathly afraid of." He said smirking.

"Sorry," I said giving in. "You seem like a nice person Haley, that's when you don't hit." He said sitting down at a table. "Ah! You're such a sissy." I provoked him.

"Oaky, how about a date? Saturday night?" He asked. He caught me of guard, and I probably seemed a little too shocked. "That is, if you're not already seeing someone, Coach Scott?" He said quickly.

I laughed. I wasn't the first time people thought that they just spent a lot of time together.

"No, Lucas is just a good friend, we've been friend since we were seven, I'm not seeing anyone, I'm just not used to being asked on a date. I hope I didn't scare you?" I said half laughing half trying the reassure him.

"Not used to? you're such a beauty." He said, seemly not having a problem with compliments. "Thank you, but I'm just as single as I've always been." I said realising I might have given a little too much away.

"Not dated recently?" He asked. I must have looked at him like he was crazy when my thoughts went back to Nathan, because he looked quite stunned.

"Sorry, I have a hard time, keeping anything from anyone when it's on my mind, sorry." I chickened out, and stood up and took off.

I probably left him even more stunned, but a didn't dare to look back. I got in my car and took off, and I called him a sissy. I was being lame! I could slap myself, but before he could reached me, I'd reached my car and I had taken off. Hoping to avoid him for the next few day, luckily it was Friday, and I would just call sick, for my last hour.

First Chapter ! let me know what you think... something to continue?

Love Philine