Tree Hill High Gym

Teegan Scott stretched along with the cheerleading squad as the Tree Hill Ravens basketball team warmed up for their upcoming game that night. "Nathan. Remember, 20 shots - no less." Dan Scott, told his son (and Teegan's twin brother) as he threw practice throws. Teegan rolled her eyes at her father.

"Got it, dad." Nathan responded, un phased as he scored once again.

Coach Whitey Durham made his way over after witnessing the Scott boys "Quit yakking and warm up." He instructed sending a pointed look at Dan. The father smirked before shrugging and taking a seat on the bleachers. Teegan shook her head as she switched legs to stretch.

With only four minutes left of the game, the Ravens where leading by three points. Teegan led the cheerleaders along with the co captain and one of her best friends, Brooke Davis. Their other best friend Peyton Sawyer cheered alongside them. Her screams for her boyfriend (who happened to be Nathan) were loud and easily distinguished amongst the crowd. Teegan grinned as her brother swiped the ball from the opposite team.

"Basket by Nathan Scott! He really looks sharp out there tonight. And now a steal by the ravens. They'll go on the offensive. Coach Whitey Durham urges them on. Tim Smith - he's got Scott! And he hammers it home! He's already got 14 of the Ravens' 17 points tonight. Turn around jumper ... Nathan Scott! We haven't seen talent like this since his father, Dan, played for whitey. Here's Scott again - another one! It's all Nathan Scott!" The game announcer cheered as the crowd went wild. The blue clad cheerleaders were over joyed at the teams success.

River Court

"And here he is, ladies and gentlemen, Lucas Scott. What's happening, baby? 137 and 3 going into tonight's contest." Marvin 'Mouth' McFadden announced as Lucas slapped hands with his friends once he arrived at the basketball court by the river.

"He sucks." Junk, one of Lucas' friends jeered playfully.

"And as a special bonus, we're joined in the booth by Junk Moreti." Mouth added into his microphone

"You don't have a booth." Junk retorted as he bent down to tie his shoelaces

"Actually, he's 138 and 3 - Lucas." Jimmy Edwards, another friend of the group corrected after looking over the stats he had written down

"Jeez, Edwards, but you can't remember to run a bar of soap under your pits?" Junk mocked as he stripped over his jacket while the others warmed up.

Jimmy frowned "What?"

"You smell bad, man. You're ripe." Junk stated nonchantly causing Jimmy to sniff his armpits as Mouth watched helplessly.

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"You guys are stinking up the place! Time-out! Time-out! Get in here! Ravens! Come on, hustle, hustle, hustle!" Coach Durham shouted and the referee blew his whistle. "Just what in the hell is going on out there?" He questioned as the team surrounded him.

"Whitey, relax. We're up by 9." Nathan said frustrated.

Coach Durham looked blankly at the Scott boy "Tim...Go in for Nathan." He declared and Tim, Nathan's best friend did as instructed whilst Nathan scowled at the older man before huffing as he sat on the bench. Teegan frowned as she watched her twin look sullen.

"Did Whitey just bench Nathan Scott?" Brooke asked her two best friends in disbelief. Her blue pom poms, frozen at her side.

"Looks like it." Teegan breathed. She gulped as she saw the murderous look on her fathers face in the crowd.

"Nathan was probably being a dick." Peyton said shrugging as her two friends shot her a look.

Brooke raised an eyebrow amused "You're dating that dick."

"And that dick is my brother." Teegan added narrowing her eyes in mock anger, she couldn't really be mad. She knew exactly what her brother was like.

The curly haired blonde that was Peyton only smirked at her two friends before turning back to the game.

"All right, let's get out there and act like we've played the game before." Whitey instructed to the team still huddled around him.

"Ravens on 3. 1, 2, 3." Tim called.

"Ravens! Ravens! Ravens! Ravens! Go!" The team chanted before dashing back onto the court as Whitey approached a sour looking Nathan,

"What have I told you about that? I don't care if we're up by 5 or 50. I'm still the coach. It's still my team." He reminded the young player.

Nathan didn't even look up at him, eyes focused in the game "Whatever you need to believe."

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Lucas was passed the ball by his friend and team mate Fergie "Lucas Scott with the ball. And he currently nurses a big winning streak. Come on. 14-13, game point for team Scott. Oh!" Mouth commentates as Lucas scores yet again.

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"And the hawks pull within one. And you have to wonder where is Nathan Scott?" The announcer commentates as the opposing team scores. Teegan sighed in defeat as they continued to go down hill without her brother.

Whitey pulls his mouth into a tight line as he makes his way to where Nathan resided on the bench "Go on." He mutters reluctantly.

"Let's go, Nathan!" Teegan cheers as her brother makes his way to stand in front of her, ready to take a throw in from the sidelines. He sends her a grin as he bounces the ball once.

"Don't bother showering tonight." Peyton purrs with a smirk as she steps up beside her boyfriend. Teegan grimaces before fake gagging as she looks at Brooke who's laughing at the Scott sister.

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Lucas faces off with Junk "For those of you at home, Lucas wears his black shorts tonight with his traditional white high-tops." Mouth announces from his spot on top of a bench at the sidelines.

Jimmy leans in to the mic in a mouths hands "He is currently playing without a shoe contract, Mouth." He adds as Lucas passes the ball to Fergie.

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"Under 20 seconds to go, and it's all tied up. Fasten your seat belts, folks. We're going down to the wire." Is heard around the gym as they're tach the game unfold, Teegan bites her lips as the other team holds possession of the ball "Stolen by Nathan Scott! The ravens have it!" The announcer suddenly cheers as Nathan swipes the ball once again. Teegan grins widely as she cheers for her brother "They're gonna hold on 10 seconds remaining on the clock. Now five!"

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"Luke flashes in the paint. Fergie finds one on the wing." Mouth commentates, enthralled by the game.

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"Scott for the game!" Both game announcers exclaim as both Scott boys shoot the winning shots.