Where Are We Going?
"So, do we even know where we're going?" Peyton Sawyer asked Brooke Davis.
"Rachel said it was a surprise." Brooke claimed.
"Great. She could be dragging all of us to a Victoria's Secret Convention or something!" Peyton exaggerated.
"I really don't think Rachel would do that to the guys. They would never forgive her." Brooke smiled.
"That's a bad thing? Maybe she would leave Nathan alone." Peyton muttered. Brooke sighed and sat down on Peyton's porch steps. While they waited for Rachel, they hoped this wasn't a mistake.
"Where are we going Rachel?" Asked a curious Lucas.
"I can't tell you guys. That includes everyone in this car." Rachel said, eyeing the rest of the girls.
"All I can tell you is that it's going to be fun. And you won't regret coming." She cocked an eyebrow through the mirror at everyone (Nathan, Lucas, Skills, Mouth, Haley, Peyton, Brooke) in the car.
"Well, maybe some of you..." She grinned and let her eyes stray back to the road she was driving on.
"Yo, Rachel, when do I get to drive?" Asked Skills.
"Skills, you can't drive, you don't know where we're going!" Haley said, not wanting to get lost.
"Rachel, you're sure you know where you're going?" Nathan asked as Rachel turned onto a dark road with lots of trees.
"Yes, Nathan, I know where I'm going. We are almost there. You all brought boots didn't you?" Rachel asked. All of the passengers answered a quiet yes.
"Good. You're gonna need them." Rachel smiled at the road again.
"Man, I am gettin' a bad feeling about this." Skills whispered to himself.