In Someone Else's Dream
"Kaylee Scott!"
I sigh. Here we go again. It's become a morning ritual, my dad knocking at my door having to get me out of bed and off to school.
"I'm up Dad, no need to yell." I called back to him. That did the trick, I heard him grunt and walk away.
I looked in the mirror, it was the first day of my junior year and I was beyond ecstatic. Finally I wasn't the youngest in the school anymore, the seniors wouldn't completely ignore me, granted I had never really been ignored in the first place. I was or am the only sister of Tree Hill's very own basketball legends...the Scott Brothers, otherwise known as Lucas and Nathan Scott. People knew me because I was associated to both Lucas and Nathan, and that pretty much meant instant popularity. I have never really thought much of being popular, sure people were always trying to be my friend. The truth is, I only have a small group of really close knit friends who know the real me. Actually there's only a select few people in this town who know the real me.
For starters, the name is Kaylee Scott, well technically Kaylee Alexandra Scott, but most people just refer to me as Kay or Kayles. As I said, I'm a junior at Tree Hill High School and I'm the sister of Lucas and Nathan Scott, and daughter of basketball legend-turned car dealership owner Dan Scott. Thats just the version of me that everyone knows. Really I am just an ordinary 16 year old girl and I'd like for people to remember that sometimes. If people tried to get to know the real me they would see what my brothers and the rest of my family and friends see everyday: I'm a total klutz, I'm always late for everything, I don't really care about how I look or what people think of me. I just want people to see that I'm a friendly, albeit slightly over-imaginative teenage girl. Everyone always refers to me as Dramaqueen, especially my Dad.
If you want the full scoop on my life I'll start from the beginning. My parents, Karen Roe and Dan Scott, got together when they were in high school and dated for their entire junior and senior years. When my parents were just about to graduate, my mom found out she was pregnant with my older brother Lucas. She told my dad and my dad right away took no responsibility for the baby. He left my mom and went off to college where he met his future-wife, my step-mother, Deborah Lee (Scott). He and Deb dated for only a few months before she became pregnant with my other brother Nathan. My dad chose to stay with Deb and even marry her, something he couldn't do with my mom. He even took responsibility for Deb's child. Nathan and Lucas were born only three months apart, and not one month after Nathan was born, Deb and my father moved back to Tree Hill. Deb found out about my mother and Dan's other child and after she got over her feelings of betrayal and anger, she convinced my dad to ask my mother for joint custody of Lucas. My mom at first declined his offer, but when she realized this would help her and her child gain the life they deserved, she accepted. My mom, with the help of Dan's child support and offer to take care of Lucas part time, was able to go to the community college and earn her business degree. From there she opened up a small cafe.
When Lucas was about a year old my parents were both at a party with a couple of friends from high school, taking a night off from the duties that went along with parenting. My mom had left Lucas with my Uncle Keith, who is now my step-father, and went to a party where she would unknowingly meet up with my father. Let's just say things happened and nine-months later, I was born.
I grew up extremely close to all my parents, as well as my brothers. Nathan and I may only be half-siblings but I couldn't love him more if he was my full blooded brother like Lucas. My relationships with all my family members varies, I'm close to different people for different reasons in otherwards.
When I was a little girl I heard the song "Someone Else's Dream", on the radio while on a roadtrip with one of my parents. I decided from then on that song was my song. There was one line in particular that stuck with me because as my friends all say "it describes me to a T". The line is "she was daddy's little girl and momma's little angel." The reason it describes me so well is it describes my relationship with my parents perfectly.
Tree Hill may view my dad as a legend because of his basketball skills, people who know him may view him as either an arrogant son-of-a...well I'm sure you can think of the word, or they may see him as a hero for taking responsibility of his actions all those years ago. I just see my dad as a hero, because in my eyes he is. Nathan and Lucas always tease me for being such a daddy's girl, but thats just because I'm the only one who can really break through the walls of his heart. They always say I get away with everything when it comes to him, but thats just because they don't know him like I do. It's true that dad is a little harder on the boys then he is with me, but its not my fault, its just the way things are. Do I feel sorry for them? Sure. Would I change my relationship with my father because of it? No way.
My mom on the otherhand, is my biggest supporter. I've always been superclose to her, over the years we've grown to be best friends, not just mother and daughter. I tell my mom things I don't tell anybody else, and well it is true that my mom has a soft spot when it comes to Lucas, I can always tell she loves us both equally. People say your not supposed to be friends with your parent, but I like to think we are. I'm a lot like my mom in a lot of ways, I have her wild unmanageable dark brown hair, her brown eyes and smile. Everyone tells me I have her caring, friendly and outspoken personality as well. When they tell me I'm like my mom, I take it as being one of the greatest compliments they could ever give me, because that's what it is. My mom's the best person I know.
As I said before, my dad married Deb after she got pregnant with Nathan. At the time, I don't know if he was really in love with her, but those feelings have definitely developed into a deep love over time. Deb's great, I get along with her better then most of my friends get along with their real parents. I'm not as close to her as I am to my mom, and Deb definitely is closer to Nathan as is to be expected, but we do have a close bond. She's the one I go to when I want to go shopping and need help finding the best outfits for parties I attend. Deb's cool, she seems to know all the latest trends with kids my age, and sometimes she's like a big sister to me.
Keith, is the man my mom married, he is is also my father's brother. People find it strange that my step-father is actually my Uncle, but honestly who wouldn't. I love Keith like no one else, we've been super-close since I can remember. He's the cool and neutral go to guy. He treats me like a daughter, and I treat him like a father. He's been there for my mom since the beginning and I couldn't be more grateful to him. Despite the fact that my mom had an easier time raising me and Lucas after Dan offered to help, she still dealt with a lot of issues that Keith helped her to overcome. Keith is always the person I go to if I just need a shoulder to cry on, he's always there for me.
It may seem like I have the perfect life, two great big brothers and 4 cool parents, but my life is a little more complicated then it may seem. For one thing, my dad and my Uncle do not get a long whatsoever. In some ways I think my dad is jealous that Keith got my mom, his ex-love and I also think he is jealous of me and Lucas' relationship with our Uncle. My mom and dad get along ok, but because of the situation between my father and his brother, our family's do not really get together at all. Lucas and I spend 1 week at my dads, and then alternate the next week at my moms. Holiday's are not shared like I would like them to be, I may spend Christmas day at my mom's house and then New Years at my dads or vice versa. I wish my dad would learn to get over his issues so he and Keith could get along, but it just doesn't seem to work out.
My mom and Deb don't hold any resentment for eachother, then again they don't really talk because their never forced too. The only times they will say a word to eachother is to be courteous if they run into eachother around town or at some event.
"Kay, you better get out here fast before Dad breaks down the door." Lucas' voice breaks me from my thoughts.
"Ok Luke." I say back. I gather my things together, throw my hair back into a ponytail and race down the stairs, only to be greeted by the smell of smoke.
"She did it again?" I ask as I see Nathan sitting at the counter reading a Sports Illustrated magazine. He shrugged then laughed.
"Guess so."
Deb had to be the world's worst cook. She could burn anything imaginable. If you didn't think it was possible to burn something, she would go and prove you wrong.
"Alright, well then it looks like I have to make alternate plans for breakfast." I say with a laugh as I feel somebody kiss me on the cheek. I turn to face my dad.
"Morning Daddy." I giggle.
"Morning baby-girl." He says as he walks over and sits next to Nathan. "You and Luke might want to get out of here before Deb comes back." He knew what my plan was, he always did.
"Where is Luke?" I ask looking around.
Nathan looked up. "Oh sorry sis, he already left. Said you were taking to long."
I roll my eyes. Of course. "That little..."
"Kaylee, I'm warning you do not finish that sentence." I hear Deb bark at me as she enters the kitchen.
Damn, I'm busted. I think to myself.
"Well I guess I'm biking it." I say to no one in particular.
"I can give you a ride." Nathan offered. I smirked at him, knowing his motives.
His comment earned him a glare from Dad. "Need I remind you that your still grounded from your last run in with the law."
I laughed remembering back to two weeks ago when Nathan had been brought home, escorted by a police officer for driving with an expired license and no registration.
"Dad I've seriously learned my lesson." Nathan said defensively.
"Dan, I'll just drive Kaylee in when I take Nathan to school on my way to the grocery store." Deb said.
"Ugh, actually thats ok Deb." I say really not wanting to stick around to attempt to eat breakfast. "I'll just take my bike like I originally planned."
Deb shrugged. "Ok sweetie, then suit yourself." She said. "But you should get some breakfast before you leave."
"Thats cool, I'll just eat a bagel." I say as I rush over and take half of Nathan's bagel from his plate. Nate glares at me.
"Hey thats mine."
"Too late." I yell as I walk towards the door. "Talk to you guys later."
"See you Kay." My dad calls after me.
Ten minutes later I arrive at my mom's cafe, just off Main Street. It's nestled between an insurance company and a hair salon. It's easily one of my favorite places in the world. I can really be myself when I'm here. All the customers know who I am and no my story, but aren't bothered by it in the slightest. My moms cafe and her house are on the otherside of town, closer to my school, so it isn't the slightest inconveniece for me to drop by for a visit.
I walk in seeing my mom look up, expecting to see a customer, but smile when she realizes it's me.
"Hey honey." She greeted me as she walked over and gave me a hug. "Deb making breakfast again?"
I laugh. My mom knows me to well. Then again it wasn't the first time I had done this. "Yeah and this morning she blew up something in the oven and it was smoking like crazy. Dad even warned me to get out of there before Deb came back. He wanted Lucas to give me a ride here."
"Really?" Mom asked looking around for my brother. "Where is he?" She asked and I could see concern growing on her face and not seeing her son anywhere.
"Where do you think?" I ask knowing she already knows.
"With Brooke?" My Mom asked with a roll of her eyes and a shake of her head. "Those two are spending so much time together."
I shrug. "Ahh its no big deal."
"Well how'd you get here? Nathan?" She asked.
I shook my head. "Nope he's still grounded from the last time he had the car."
"Right." My Mom said with a laugh.
"I rode my bike. It'll keep me in shape for when the basketball season starts."
"Oh thats right your going to be playing on the girls varsity team this year." She says.
Basketball had always been a big part of my life. Ever since I could remember I had loved the sport, and while my dad didn't hound me about it like he did my brothers, I know he takes pride with the fact that I'm on a team. Although the girls team, the Eagles, aren't as popular and don't receive recognition near as much as the Ravens, we do try to make the school proud.
"Of course." I laugh as she states the obvious.
She passes me a big plate of a typical breakfast, bacon, eggs, hashbrowns etc. She always goes all out when me or Lucas stop by for a visit on our weeks with our Dad. She watched as I wolfed down the whole thing. She looked amazed at how fast I'd managed to eat the food.
"That hungry?" She asked, but I could tell she was concerned. "Have you been eating regularly? You look a little pale." She said as she ran a hand across my cheek.
"I'm fine Mom, really. I just haven't eaten since last night at dinner." I say as I brush her hand away.
"If your sure." She said concern still evident on her face.
"I am." I said. "But I better go or I'll be late for class. See you Friday." Fridays were the days that we did what Lucas and I called the switcheroo. We would go to my moms right after school and stay there until the following Friday.
"Right, well before you go Kay, I have to tell you that Friday we are going to your grandparents house and we will be staying there for the weekend." She said.
"Are you kidding me? Two days at Satan and his wifes?" I put so much dramatic effort into it my mom nearly burst out laughing. She knew how much I hated going to my grandparents. All they ever did was talk about how my Mom wasn't good enough for their son and why couldn't Keith find someone like Deb. They had never appreciated my Mom and all her strength and I hated them for it. Since I was so much like her, I was not afraid to let my feelings known. My Grandpa and I especially didn't see eye to eye. He always said I was too much like her for my own good, that I was going to end up just like her when I grew up. He put emphasis on her as much as he could.
"Mom, you can't be serious."
"Honey I'm sorry, I know you don't like going there and neither does your brother, but its something we have to do at least once a year, you know that." She said.
I sighed knowing it had been well over one year since I last saw them. "Fine, I'll go.But I won't like it." I say as I kiss my mom on the cheek, goodbye and rush out the door and off to school.