Hey, so this is totally AU (if you didn't notice) and basically Haley and Brooke have been constantly teased by all the popular kids at school (Rachel, Lucas, Nathan etc.) Now they're finally fed up of it and they want payback. I'm not gonna give anything more away, I'm afraid.
Background information wise, though I'll tell you a little more. Nathan and Lucas are not brothers. Lucas' parents are Karen and Keith. Nathan's are Dan and Deb. Despite the fact their not brothers, they are best friends and they are on the basketball team. Rachel's best friends with Bevin and the other girls on the team. Peyton's on the team but she doesn't really get on with them that well seeing as she never gets involved in when they go to parties or shopping. She just hangs around with her boyfriend (Nathan) and that's the reason she's still popular. Brooke and Haley are best friends and if I think of any other information I'll post it next chapter.
I don't own OTH, but hopefully I'll be able to buy it on eBay
And read on... (sorry for the extra long author's note. I know it was long and tedious but I needed to tell you a little more. Sorry again)
"If I had my way I'd have all of ya shot"- Pink Floyd, In The Flesh
They still weren't quite sure how they decided about it; it was somewhere between Brooke getting her books flushed down the toilet and Haley getting called 'ugly bitch' every time she walked past any of the cheerleaders for two weeks straight. It seemed like a pretty good idea at the time, as they sat in Haley's backyard (Brooke had gone over there crying about her mother calling her fat- once again) staring at the starry sky on a warm summer night. They were both curled up in sleeping bags and old Mr Men pyjamas (Scooby Doo in Brooke's case) discussing everything. They'd held hands and Haley had turned to her best friend and asked her whether things would be okay in the end.
"Of course," Brooke had answered as she nodded her head in a way to say not to question her answer, "We're better than them. You'll be a famous singer and I'll be a fashion designer living in a penthouse in New York and they'll be stuck cleaning floors at school."
"Do you really think that, B?" Haley's eyebrows furrowed together and Brooke moved a finger from the hand that wasn't holding Haley's to straighten out the crease on her friend's forehead.
"I do, don't you?" She'd replied as her eyebrows rose higher.
"I was just thinking recently... What in case things don't get any better? What in case we're the ones cleaning floors and they're the ones in the penthouse... Because things don't always work out like they're supposed to," Haley had shrugged her shoulders like her previous comment hadn't been as major as it was. Brooke was silent for a moment as she turned her gaze to the sky before replying a minute later.
"We just need to keep dreaming and hoping. They've taken a lot from us: our confidence, our pride and our happiness. But we can't let them take away our future. We've got to keep thinking things will get better or we'll never beat them," Brooke squeezed her friend's hand before glancing back at Haley.
"You're right," Haley had nodded her head then and looked Brooke in the eyes to show she meant it.
"Aren't I always?" Brooke had grinned making Haley laugh and for a moment she thought the conversation was over before Haley had coughed a little to break the silence.
"How can we beat them?" She'd asked and Brooke raised one eyebrow mischievously and Haley somehow knew exactly what she was thinking.
So that's how it'd been decided, they'd agreed that they'd start their plan the following year as it was nearly the end of the school year, anyway. For the following months till school started again they'd momentarily forgotten their plan, just happy to be away from school and the people that'd caused them hell for most of their lives. They spent the summer on the secluded part of the beach that the two had found when they were just 7 years old and had visited nearly every week since. Or they'd sit in each other's back yard and talk. Having sleepovers and watching films. They just wanted to make the most of their time away from the rows of lockers that they'd been slammed into on more than one occasion and the toilets where they'd often found themselves crying on the floor with only the other for comfort.
That was, until Brooke stormed into Haley's bedroom (three days before their return to school) after walking straight into the house sending a 'Hey, Mum and Dad James' to Haley's parents sitting in the living room watching some documentary. Haley's parents had always been more like parents to her than her own. She'd stormed up the stairs, pushed open her friend's door and as Haley protested saying 'knock for God's sakes lady. I could be naked' in which Brooke replied 'you're talking to the girl who used to have a bath with you when we were little, I've seen it all before'. Brooke had flopped down on Haley's bed as her friend spun around in her desk chair.
"As much as I'd like to think you're just coming here to see me, I think from the weirdly determined look on your face you came with a reason," Haley commented as she raised her eyebrows, noting the expression on Brooke's face.
"And you'd be right, my dear Britney Spears-" She was cut off my Haley's protest of 'you know I don't like Britney Spears after her My Prerogative album' and she just rolled her eyes, "Whatever. Getting back to the point... I think we need to put plan populars into action."
"Are you sure that's such a good idea? I want to get them back just as much as you do. But do you really think they're going to let you in after hating you for, what? 11 years or something?" Haley pulled her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around them and looked at Brooke over her knees.
"We've got to try and you said yourself that we can only destroy them from within," Brooke responded, sitting up and crossing her legs as her eyes remained on Haley.
"Destroy? You make us sound like some evil killers or something," Haley laughed and Brooke just rolled her eyes at her.
"Hey, I wouldn't be surprised if you were an evil killer after you swung that punch at Adam Marsh," Brooke grinned and it was Haley's turn to roll her eyes.
"That was back in third grade, you've seriously got to drop that," Haley responded and Brooke just shrugged her shoulders.
"You should be proud of that punch. It was amazing, it gave him a nose bleed and everything," Brooke answered and Haley nodded her head.
"Yeah, okay I was pretty damn proud of that punch if I'm being honest," Haley agreed and Brooke laughed a little more at that.
"I would be, too. In fact I'm kind of jealous that it wasn't me," Brooke told her as Haley got off the desk chair and sat down next to Brooke on the bed.
"You made up for it when you told Sarah Anderson that she was a bitch," Haley elbowed her in the ribs and Brooke nodded her head.
"Yeah, I guess I did. The look on her face was priceless... Anyway getting back on topic, I can totally get in with them if I get on cheerleading team," Brooke lay back down on the bed and unfolded her legs, Haley lying down next to her at the same time.
"How do you know you'll make the team?" Haley raised her eyebrows and Brooke gave her a look like it was obvious.
"Duh, are you forgetting my previous gymnastics experience?" Brooke rolled her eyes and Haley stifled a laugh at the look on her face.
"That was gymnastics, this is cheerleading," Haley answered and Brooke gave an exasperated sigh.
"Yes, but it's high school cheerleading," Brooke responded and Haley gave her a confused look which clearly said 'and?' Brooke gave another sigh and expanded her answer,
"It isn't professional cheerleading. As long as I can do a decent flip and do the splits I'll be one of the best cheerleaders they have."
"Ohh, I get you. So when you're busy conversing with the elite who will I hang out with? I'll miss my BFF," Haley replied and she said it in a breezy voice but the real reason she was so worried about their 'plan' was the thought of losing her friend once she found out the joys of the popular kids.
"You're such a worrier, Hales. You know I'd never leave you," Brooke replied, answering Haley's thought instead of the comment because after being friends most of their lives they'd become able to basically know what the other was thinking.
"I know... I'd just miss you so much if you weren't here," Haley had whispered so quietly that if Brooke hadn't been lying next to her she wouldn't have heard.
"Hales, I'd miss you too. Love you," She'd answered in a soft voice and took hold of her friend's and giving it a light squeeze.
"Love you too, Little Miss Sunshine," Haley responded using the nickname she'd given her the first day they'd met. She'd given it to her because Brooke had been wearing a yellow sundress and was constantly bouncing around, making the nursery teacher crazy because of her constant enthusiasm.
"I'd never leave you, Britney Spears," Brooke answered and Haley shot her a glare at the nickname.
Thanks for reading, it means a lot to me. If you want to review then you can but I don't mind if you don't. The fact that you read up until here means a lot to me.
This isn't that long and the next chapter will be. This is just a chapter to get you into the story. I'm sorry there's no Brucas, just Haley and Brooke, but there will be from next chapter. Oh and by the way, I know I mentioned Britney Spears in here and no disrespect to her. I love her and I didn't mean any harm in my comments. I don't dislike her, she's an amazing singer.