Disclaimer: I own nothing of One Tree Hill or General Hospital. All belongs to the writers, producers and creaters of The CW and ABC.
Author's Note: Set in their Junior year of high school. Nathan and Haley are not together - Peyton, Lucas and Brooke all had their sordid triangle love affair. General Hospital will tie into this as the story continues - First time posting here. Feedback is much appreciated, but please, be gentle.

I parked my black Ford F150 in an open space and sighed as I turned the key and shut off the engine. I looked out my window and noticed people staring, whispering and pointing. Great, it's already started. I thought as I reached behind my seat and retrieved my black messenger bag. I got out of the truck and placed my bag over my shoulder and put my keys in their normal spot along with my cell phone after I locked the doors. I gazed up at the building in front of me, ignoring the whispers and points of students as they passed. At least the school looks friendly, I mused as I looked at the structure. I was half-tempted to turn and drive back home but as I stepped back to get in my truck, I heard a shout and the blare of Fall Out Boy's 'Sugar, We're Going Down'.
Curious, I turned around and looked at the black convertible and the girl driving it. Her hair was curly and short and she had on a black 'Ramones' tee and denim low-ride jeans with a pair of black converse shoes. I noticed what looked like a set of blue and white pom-poms and found myself smirking. How original is that, a broody girl who cheers? Definitely far from the stereotype. The girl glanced my way and gave me a once over as a smirk appeared on her face. Self-consciously, I looked down at my attire. I had on a Pilot-To-Gunner t-shirt and a denim mini skirt with a pair of black combat boots. I tucked a strand of red-orange-violet hair behind my ear and adjusted my bag.
Before I could manage a wave, a pony-tailed brunette slung her arm around the blonde's shoulders and glanced back at me. I noticed her outfit; a v cut sweater with denim jeans and a pair of thong sandals and smiled. She looked at me and gave a smug look as she turned and lead her friend toward the entrance of the building. As I shuffled my feet forward behind the two girls, the blonde turned her head and smiled, nodding her approval in my choice of clothing. I quickly returned the smile and followed behind taking everything in. The trees were that of an amber color, signaling the end of fall and the start of winter. The wind was cold and howled against my bare skin. I silently cursed myself for not bringing a jacket with me. I rubbed my hands over my arms, trying to get warm. Benches were slowly becoming empty as students made their way inside and others were just pulling up in their cars, hoping not to be late. I smiled at the chaos, not feeling so out of place.
As I made my way into the hallway, I stopped in my tracks. I heard shouts of laughter and the joined sounds of people talking about what they did the following weekend. Lockers slammed shut and students hurried past trying to get to class before the final bell rang. I needed to find the office, but I had no idea where to go. As I was gazing the hall, I noticed the blonde girl from the parking lot. She was laughing with the brunette and playfully smacked the arm of a blonde about my age. His hair was a mess, like he just rolled out of bed and was wearing a baseball type shirt with a pair of jeans and slightly worn sneakers. A long haired auburn commented on something, causing everyone to laugh again. Her hair was in pig-tails making her seem younger than she was and had on a pink shirt under a denim jacket with a pair of black sneakers and jeans. I saw an arm sling over her shoulder and followed to his face. His eyes were fixed on the blonde boy in front of him, laughing about the latest comment. He was wearing a dark t-shirt with some band logo and a pair of slightly baggy jeans with a pair of Nike shoes.
The curly blonde turned her head and saw me staring. Instead of looking away, I gave a small wave. She nodded her head in acknowledgement, a silent invite if you will. I made my way through the throng of students as I walked up to the group. The brunette was the first to notice my presence as she looked at me with disgust and snarled, "Sorry, but 'Slut Barn' is down the hall."
The guy with the logo nudged her in the side and shot her a glare.
"I was hoping someone could point me to the office." I requested as I found my voice.
"Sorry, but we've got to go to class. Come on Peyton." The brunette stated and tugged on the girls' hand, leading her to a classroom.
"I'm sorry, but I've got a student waiting at the center. I'll see you guys later." The auburn-haired girl smiled sympathetically as she walked off toward the end of the hall.
"And I've got to get myself to Chemistry. I think Nathan here might be able to help. See you at practice man."
"See ya Luke." They bumped knuckles and the blonde headed toward the stairwell.
I sighed as I leaned against the locker behind me. I adjusted my bag and shot a glance at the guy who was dubbed 'Nathan'.
"I'm sorry about that. Brooke isn't too welcoming when it comes to new faces. And as far as everyone else goes, their just busy. I've got some time to spare though; Nathan Scott." He smiled as he stretched his arm out.
I smiled and shook his hand. "Samantha Williams, but please, call me Sam."
"Well Sam, welcome to Tree Hill High. I promise you'll never be bored. Come on, the office is this way." Nathan stated as he began walking down the left corridor. I smiled at his comment as I followed beside him, wringing my hands the entire time.

I was sketching the scenery from my window seat in English class when the bell rang signaling lunch. Students scrambled out of their seats and raced into the hallway. I picked up my bag from the back of my chair and somehow knocked my pencil to the floor. Before I could bend to retrieve it, I saw the blonde from earlier.
"I think you dropped this." He smiled as he handed me the fallen object.
"Thanks..." I trailed off, unknown of his name.
"Lucas...Scott. Nathan's my brother. Long story, don't ask."
I smiled as I took the pencil and placed it in my bag.
"I can take a hint. I'm Sam by-the-way." He smiled as I noticed his eyes fall upon the sketchpad resting on my desk. He picked it up and ran his fingers over the page.
"You drew this!"
"You sound shocked." I said a hint of laughter in my voice.
"No not at all. In fact, I don't know anyone else but Peyton who draws. This is amazing." He said handing it back to me.
"I'll have to keep that in mind." I said taking the sketchpad and placing it in my bag with my other belongings.
"Lucas, are you coming?" I heard a voice yell from the doorway.
"Yeah Brooke. On my way." Lucas smiled at me and followed Brooke out the door.
"Bye." I waved and continued to gather the rest of my things as I heard the teacher call my name.
"Sam, can you come here please?"
"Yes Mr. Kelley?" I asked as I stood at the front of his desk.
He took of his glasses and rubbed his eyes before placing them back on the bridge of his nose. "I know showing up in the middle of the school year is quite difficult. Meeting new people and the crazy workload, plus all of the catching up that needs to be done." I looked down at the top of his desk. "I don't mean to frighten you, but Tree Hill is a tough school. You're grades are good and your test scores are excellent, but I think it would help some if we got you some help catching up."
"Like a tutor?" I questioned.
"I'll help her, Mr. Kelley." I heard a voice from behind.
Mr. Kelley smiled. "I think that would be alright Nathan. Between your social life and basketball, you've managed to keep your grades exceptionally high this semester. I'll allow it; now if either of you have any questions, my door is always open."
"Thanks Mr. Kelley." Nathan slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked out into the doorway. Pausing, he turned around toward me.
"Sam..."
I looked up from the sheet of paper Mr. Kelley handed me. "Yeah?"
"You hungry?"
I smiled and made my way into the hallway. "Hungry? I'm starving." I stated as Nathan let out a laugh and we headed to the quad for food.

Brooke set her tray down as she took a seat between Peyton and Haley. Peyton raised an eyebrow as Lucas and Haley eyed the brunette waiting for her latest gossip.
"What? Oh, alright. The only thing I keep hearing about is this girl. No one knows anything about her. But that's not the point. I feel horrible about how I acted this morning, it was very un-Brooke Davis-like." She sighed and picked up her water, taking a long drink.
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, the rest of weren't very 'welcome to Tree Hill', but Nathan sure was." Lucas said with a smile.
Haley swallowed her pizza and took a drink of her soda. "That's kind of strange. Nathan Scott being nice?"
"I think the world might be ending." Peyton said with a smile. Everyone else only looked at her.

"I know the food here isn't all that fantastic, but it cures the hunger strike." Nathan said while picking up a slice of pizza and a bottle of water, placing it on his tray.
"As long as it doesn't poison me, I think I'll be alright." I smiled as I picked up a cheeseburger and a bottle of orange juice, setting them both on the red lunch tray and stood next to Nathan.
"Looking for someplace in particular?"
"Yeah, it's right over there." He said pointing to the table where his four friends were. Nathan and I made our way towards them where they seemed deep in conversation.
"Speak of the devil." Peyton stated as she saw us.
"Are your ears ringing?" Haley laughed.
"Funny guys, very funny." Nathan said as he sat down between Lucas and Haley. "Guys, this is Sam. Sam, these are the guys."
I raised my hand and offered a small smile. "Hey."
"Sam, why don't you sit down." Lucas requested as he moved closer to Peyton, creating a space for me.
"Thanks." I smiled and took the offered spot.
Brooke looked at me and smiled. "I apologize for the way I acted earlier. I'm not that welcoming when it comes to new people."
"It's alright, I understand." I said while taking a drink of my juice.
"It's obvious my brother isn't that good at introductions. That's Peyton, Brooke and Haley." Lucas said pointing to each girl who gave a smile.
"How do you like Tree Hill?"
"It's um...different than my old school. But I haven't had a chance to see the town yet." I said before taking a bite of my burger.
"The girls and I will have to take you around then." Brooke asked as she picked at her salad.
"What's the rest of your day look like?" Haley asked.
I reached into my bag and pulled out the folded piece of paper. I glanced down while reading off the schedule.

7:00-8:00 - Chemistry
8:05-9:05 - Calculus
9:10-10:10 - French
10:15-11:15 - English
11:20-12:20 - Lunch
12:25-1:25 - Government
1:30-2:30 - A & P
2:35-3:35 - Study Hall

I earned a smile from Haley after I placed my schedule back in my bag.
"You've got yourself quite a workload. I could help you catch up in Government if you'd like. Ms. Jonson gives out a lot of work."
"And yet, you still manage to have a social life." Lucas mused.
"I do alright." Haley smiled as she threw a french fry in his direction.
"Sam, what are you doing after school?"
"Homework, mostly and I still have to unpack."
"Plus a private tutoring session by yours truly." Nathan stated proudly.
Peyton choked on her soda. "I'm sorry. Did you just say that you're tutoring?"
"Hey, I happen to be doing awesome in my classes thanks to Haley's sessions from last year."
"Adding tutor to your list of Basketball Star?" Brooke stated with a smile on her face.
"Laugh it up guys. I'll show you that I can teach Sam everything she's missed in Kelley's class." Nathan smiled and nudged me with his elbow, causing me to giggle.
"After your study session with Nate here, we'll decorate your room. Just us girls...and maybe some heavy lifting from the guys." Brooke smirked as she nodded toward Lucas and Nathan.
They both sighed and smiled. "Sure, we'll help."
"Yeah, that sounds great." I smiled at the offer.
I jumped at the sound of the bell, causing everyone to laugh. Nathan put an arm around me and squeezed my shoulders in a comforting manner.
"It's alright. You'll get used to it."
"Keep telling me that." We all rose and gathered our things to head to class. Haley walked up to me and linked her arm through mine.
"Come on, I'll walk you to government." I nodded and began to walk with her when I heard someone call my name.
"Sam..."
I turned and looked up at Nathan. "Yeah?"
"...meet me in the gym after Study Hall." I smiled and walked off with Haley attached to my arm.

"What's up with that Nate, you like this girl?"
"Hey Tim, nah man, just helping out, showing her around, being friendly." Nathan said while walking to class, Tim beside him.
"Yeah whatever. So she's fair game?" He asked with a doofy smile on his face.
"Sam's not gonna want you Dim." Brooke said as they neared the classroom.
"Just wait. All the ladies love The Tim."
Brooke rolled her eyes skyward while Lucas, Peyton and Nathan laughed, shoving Tim into the room.
"What? I'm only stating the truth."
"Yeah, in your dreams, Tim." Peyton smiled as she took her seat just as the bell rang.