A/N This is just a test run. I just want to see if what I have so far is good. When you read this don't worry, there will be lots of Naley, Brucas, and Leyton. I just wanted to introduce a new character to Tree Hill… Cocoa Jones. So tell me what you think so far… : )
INTRONathan sprinted through the halls trying to make it to the gym. He knew if he was late again Whitey might not let him start in the next game. There was no way he was going to late Lucas take his spot. Ever since their senior year started Lucas had been a pain in his ass. He wanted his spot, his girl and his life. Why couldn't he just stay away from him?
"Scott you're late. Suicides" Whitey said never looking up from his clipboard. Nathan threw his gym bag on the bleachers and started his suicides. He knew he would probably be running for a long time so he started slow. Whitey would make them run for his own amusement.
"You gettin a lil slow there" Nathan heard a voice say behind him. He was shocked when he saw who was behind him. It was Cocoa. There were best friends up until freshman year when she moved to DC to live with her mather. Cocoa's mother was white and father was black. She was so light; you wouldn't be able to tell she was mixed. When she opened her mouth it showed. She had a DC accent and a DC swagger to her. She looked great since he'd last seen her. She was short, she stood around 5'5 and she was a size 6. She has long dark brown hair that hung past her shoulders. Her eyes were light brown and she had deep dimples.
Nathan smiled at her but didn't dare stopping running. If he stopped Whitey would make him run longer. He would have to talk to his best friend later.
"Well if it isn't Cocoa Jones" Whitey announced. He loved her style and determination. He remembers when she was kid and used to play ball with the boys. She was as good as them if not better.
"Hey Whitey!" she greeted him with a hug. She watched as the team ran drills. There was one player that caught her eye. His jersey number was 3 but it didn't have a last name on it. When the cheerleaders came in he had his eye on one in particular: Peyton Sawyer.
When Whitey finally allowed Nathan to stop running Whitey decided that Cocoa and Nathan should play a game of one-on-one for old times sake. Cocoa hurried to the girls locker room to change. After changing her clothes Peyton and Brooke walked into the locker room. She remembered hating them in middle school. They were total bitches as kids. They teased her for being a tomboy. When Brooke and Peyton saw her they started whispering to each other and laughing.
"Fuck you laughin at?" The DC came all out of her voice.
Brooke was the least bit intimidated by Cocoa. "Well Cocoa I was wondering if you became a lesbian in the last four years" Brooke and Peyton fell out laughing.
Cocoa had fire in her veins. She couldn't stand either of them. If she was back in DC she would try to fight them but she had to remember that the rules were different in DC and Tree Hill. Back in DC, Cocoa lived in the ghetto. Her father was poor but living in the hood seemed right for her. Instead of commenting she went back into the gym.
"You sure you ready for this?" Nathan stared into her eyes. It was a scare tactic. Cocoa just stared back showing him she was ready.
"Oh yeah. It's goin be just like middle school"
Nathan and Cocoa sat in a booth at the McDonald. Since Cocoa beat him he agreed to treat her to McDonalds. He missed his best friend so much. Since she left Tim had become his best friend but it wasn't the same because Tim was, well Tim was Tim.
"So which of the Cheerleader bitches are you dating? The head bitch or the Emo Goth bitch? Cocoa asked referring to Peyton and Brooke.
Nathan couldn't help but to laugh at Cocoa. She sure could hold a grudge. He remembered when she hated them in middle school. "What makes you think I'm dating one of them?"
Cocoa gave him a knowing look. "Nathan Royal Scott. I know you too well. Even after all of these years."
"The Emo Goth bitch" Nathan and Cocoa fell out laughing. For the next hour Nathan told Cocoa about his relationship problems with Peyton and she gave him advice from a females point of view.
The ride was silent. It was an awkward silence. The silence was refreshing and comfortable until Cocoa broke it. "So what ever happened to Lucas Scott?"
"I don't know. Maybe he died of embarrassment"
Cocoa playfully hit him on the arm. "You know you're a dick right."
When Nathan dropped her off at home she went immediately to her bedroom. She hadn't even had enough time to unpack. When she got upstairs all of her old clothes were gone and replaced by new girly looking clothes. When she went to her dresser she saw a note from her mother.
I threw out all of your old baggy clothes. Bought you new clothes. Dinners in the oven and I left some money on the kitchen table just in case im not home by tomorrow.
Love, Mom
Cocoa threw the note on he bed and let out a loud sigh. Her mother always was an absentee parent. She would just throw money at her and leave. She liked it better with her dad. Even though he didn't have much money to give her, he spent a lot of time with her. Cocoa decided to go for a jog. It always made her feel better. She grabbed the ipod touch her father bought her. It was something she cherished. Her father knew she really wanted one so he got an extra job just to buy her one. She turned to Kanye West and headed out the door. When she got down by the river court she noticed the blonde headed boy she had seen at basketball practice shooting free throws. She decided to talk to him.
"You know, you're pretty good. But I'm better"
When he turned around she was shocked to see who it was. Lucas Scott.
"You're Lucas Scott" she whispered bewildered. How could she not recognize him before? When they were younger they didn't really get along. They didn't really have anything against each other but she was Nathan's best friend. Not associating with Lucas was an unwritten rule.
"And you're Cocoa Jones. Glad we got caught up" he responded sarcastically before shooting the ball.
"Um wow. I never knew you were this good" she shot back ignoring his sarcasm.
"Yeah, well you never gave me the chance to prove it now did you?"
She snatched the ball from him and shot a fade away. "Does it run in your family?" she asked running for the ball.
"What?" he asked confused.
"Being a dick?" she asked shooting and missing.
Lucas laughed. "Well I guess so. There's Dan, there's Nathan and then there's me"
"Alright Dick. Let me ask you something. Wassup with you and Peyton? I saw you watching her earlier. She is your brothers girlfriend you know."
"So what we're friends now?"
"Could be"
"Could be huh?" he walked over to the bench and sat down and she sat right next to him. "My last memory of you is when you and Nathan pants me at eight grade graduation. Cocoa couldn't help but to laugh. She remembered that day. She and Nathan had gotten into a lot of trouble for that. "It's not funny. The laughed at me until 10th grade because of that."
"Well you shouldn't been wearing dinosaur underwear. Dude we were 13." Lucas couldn't help but to let out a soft chuckle. I didn't matter much anymore. They were seniors and he had even gotten popular when he joined the basketball team.
"You know what my last memory of you was?" she asked looking him in the eye. She continued without letting him answer. "They day I moved I was rode past the river court and you were sitting on the bench reading The Great Gatsby. At that moment I wished that I took the time to get to know you. I never met anybody who liked to read. All of my friends were like super popular and were only into hanging out and basketball. But there you were reading on a nice summer day"
"Wow." Was all he could say.
"How about this. If I make this shot from all the way over here, you and I become friends."
"Deal" he handed Cocoa the ball.
She stood up on the table and shot the ball. Swoosh! It went in smoothly.
"Now tell me about Peyton"
Lucas and Cocoa talked so long that the sun began to rise. They both had school in the morning. Cocoa hurried home to get dressed for school and Lucas headed home also. He knew his mother was going to kill him.