Summary - There are 2 elite groups. One has Lucas Scott, Nathan Scott, Brooke Davis, and Peyton Saywer. The other, has Chase Adams, Haley James, Shelly, Felix Taggaro, Damien West and Carrie. Brooke and Haley used to be best friends. But started to drift apart when they started high school because they started to become friends with those who hate each other. Now Seniors in high school, Haley and Brooke start to talk again... but Haley's hiding a secret. Pairings: Naley, Brase, and Leyton. Enjoy!

Haley's POV

At school again. I'm the only one out of my whole social group that actually likes school.

I like to learn, like to tutor, like homework... anything a normal teenager would hate.

I looked over there again. When ever I get to school, I always look at them. The other elites. Yes, I am one too. But their a different elite group. I kept walking, until i bumped into a hard chest. But before I could fall the person put their arm around me and held me to them so I didn't fall.

"My bad. Sorry." The person had a really low voice.

"No it's my fault--" I looked up and saw Nathan Scott. Part of that elite group... you know the one my social group hates. Oo.. I just noticed now but he's hot... What's wrong with you Haley? Stop thinking about that.

"Sorry!" I said I backed away fast. I could feel heat rising in my face.

"It's okay..." He smirked at me, and I started to smile.

"You should watch where you're going." "Yeah.. I know I'm a total clutz." We both started to laugh.

"So... What's your name?" He asked. WTF he doesnt know who I am? Oh well no duh I have my hood on and I'm practically hiding myself...

"Haley." "I'm Nathan, what do you have first? I could walk you."

"I have... AP english." "Okay. Let's go."

1/2 way down the hallway he asked me a question.

" Hey, why don't you sit with me during lunch. I could introduce you to all my friends."

"Uhm... I don't think that's a good idea." We stopped walking and I saw a confused look on his face.

"Why not?" He asked. Suddenly Peyton and Brooke came and linked an arm with Nathan on each side. I looked at them and they looked at me with clueless faces, they couldn't see who I really was, just like Nate.

"Hey Nate!" They said smiling. They looked at me again.

"I'm Brooke Davis, This is Peyton Sawyer. You are?" She asked me.

Brooke Davis... did I tell you we used to be best friends?

Flashback

She came over to me, sat next to me on the swings. We were still at school, playing in the school playground, since our parents need to pick us up. I was in 4th grade.She looked at me, and started to talk.

"I'm Brooke Davis." She said.

"I'm Haley James." I answered. "You're new here aren't you?" I asked.

"yeah... how did you know that?"

"Tree hill's a small town. I know everyone in my grade. You're in 4th grade right? I'm Mr. Thomson's class?"

"yeah. Yeesh you really do know a lot about everyone." she said laughing.

"you know, your voice is like... raspy-ish... It's not a bad thing though." I said.

" Oh Yeah i know. So... how do you know so much about everyone... but so far the people that I've met today... they don't know that much about a lot of people." She said.

"you know... it's kinda easy to see everything that's around you when you don't really have any friends."

"Well... now you have a friend. Me!" She got up and pushed my swing gently.

"Thanks Brooke." We switched turns pushing each other. Playing around until our parents came to get us.

2 years later

"Oh My God, Tutor-girl he totally likes you!" Brooke yelled barging into my room.

We just came back from our first day in Middle school and she claims this boy that talked to me a lot in home room had a crush on me. Geez she assumes things way too much.

"No he doesn't. tig." I said playing with Mr. Waffles.

"C'mon! he does! He's in like 4 other classes that you have, and I'm in all of your classes. I see him always glance at you!" She started to playfully hit me. Soon it was getting annoying and i pushed her off my bed.

"Owie!! Thanks! What a good of a best friend you are!" She pretended to look mad and sad. That always got to me.

"C'mon! don't do that Brooke! you know that I can never stand that face!" I yelled looking away. but she just stared at me, with that same face.

"Fine! i'm sorry best friend!" I sat up and hugged her. but she still had that face.

"And yes it does seem like he likes me." I said. then she smiled and hugged me back.

Flashback end

We were best friends... until high school started. That's when she met Lucas and Peyton. She started to hang out with them more often. I acted like I didn't care. meanwhile, i met some people too. Chase and Shelly. We started to talk less and less everyday, until the point that we just didn't talk at all. We glanced at each other and smiled, but that didn't change anything. I guess It's mostly because of our friends that we don't hang out anymore. Lucas and my friend Damien got into a fight about whose better in basket ball. They hate each other. They started punching each other... and you could tell the rest of the story.

Then i realized that they noticed they were looking at me still waiting for me to talk. I get lost in thought to much woaps. I was about to talk until Peyton started talking.

"You know, it't hot today, take off you're hood." She took the hood off my head. I forgot why I was wearing it... until I saw Peyton's eyes trail to my neck. The bruise... right.

"Tutor girl what happened?"

"Don't call me that Brooke. We're not best friends anymore. Anyway I fell off the bed... my neck hit my nightstand." I said chuckling a little. I put my hood back on. I started to walk away, but then stoped and looked back and said,

"Oh Yeah, Nate? The reason why I can't sit with you guys at lunch... its because of that--" I pointed to Brooke Peyton and Lucas who was walking towards them, "and, that." I pointed to Chase, Shelly, Damien, Felix and Carrie who were crowded around Shelly's Locker.

"See you later." I said quietly and walked towards everyone else.

It's the end of the day already... the day went by fast. I looked at the clock... RING RING. thats the bell. I got up and saw Chase.

"Hey chase." I said walking next to him to our lockers.

"hey hales. can you come over today?" he asked.

"I can't..." It's not that I don't want to... but my dad's going to get mad again... and I know what happens when he gets mad...

"Why not?" "I can't... my dad's still looking for a job. It's hard on him... I have to help around the house. My sister's gone... and you know my mom's not here. I'm the only help he could get." I opened my locker and got my stuff ready.

" Okay. Well good luck Hales. Tell your dad I said hey. I haven't seen him in like a year... literally!" yeah i wonder why...

"okay See ya!" he walked off and I started to walk out of the school.

Suddenly I felt someone grab my arm. I looked back to see my former best friend.

"What are you doing?" I asked. I have to hurry or my dad'll be mad... I already have a lot of bruises... damn it...

"Why did you talk to Nate? You even said your self that we werent best friends anymore."

"Brooke let go!" I said my voice raising. Finally she let go. She looked at me like i was a freak. "I wasn't even holding you that hard... anyway answer my question. Why dud you start talking to nate if you knew who he was?" she asked again. I was holding onto my arm. I could feel it bleeding again. I had to get out...

"Well I bumped into him, we started talking, I knew who he was but he didn't know who I was until Peyton took my hood off."

"Oh... well do you like him?" she asked me. "Truth... yeah. Plus he's so hott." we both started to laugh. then i remembered... dad. oh crap...

"Damn it... I need to get home. Bye Brooke." I started to walk away but then she stopped me.

"hey... lemmi give you a ride. C'mon you don't have a car... and you live like 30 minutes away from here if you walk." Well.. I could get on time then... i would have less...

"Okay. Thanks." we walked to her car and I got in. I looked at my arm, it was bleeding. I could see the big scar through my shirt.

Brooke looked at me... then saw what i was looking at. "Oh my god..." i looked at her, and i covered my arm up and looked out the window. "Haley... what happened?" She asked looking at me. I need an excuse...

"I was cooking yesterday, dropped the knife." I said looking down at my arm.

"Ouch..." She said looking at the scar still. Phew, she bought it.

I was back home in 2 minutes. I walked out of the car, and started walking towards the door. Then i heard Brooke walking behind me. I turned around and looked at her. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Can't I come in? I haven't seen Papa james or mama james in a long time." She said smiling. "You can't..." I said looking up at her face. "Why not?" She said. "I haven't seen them in a long time. I used to be like your sister and their other daughter, I mean--"

"My mom died. And my dad lost his job, trying to look for a new one. You can't come in. There's a lot of family trouble in this house." I pushed her back a little, as a signal for her to go.

Then I heard my dad yelling. "WHERE IS THAT BITCH!?"

I could tell Brooke saw that my eyes widened, and they turned into scared and pain filled eyes. "Haley--" "No! Brooke go now! I have to go! Damnit why am I always late!" I screamed as I ran to the door. I couldn't let Brooke know. She would tell somoeone... and i would lose my dad. I looked back and I saw that Brooke started to drive away. I knew there would be questions later on.

I went into the house... waiting for what was about to happen.