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AU: What if Peyton decides to finally take control of her life and do what she really wants?
"YOU'RE WHAT?" Brooke looked shocked at Peyton. "No way I'm letting you. Just forget it now."
Peyton gave Brooke an exasperated look. "No Peyton, you cant. End of discussion." Before Peyton could reply Brooke walked out of the locker room and into the gym.
Peyton sighed as she put on her cheerleading uniform. Once dressed, she took her poms out of her bag and walked out to the gym. The guys were starting to warm up, and the cheerleaders were off in their usual spot stretching.
Brooke watched Peyton as she was walking in, and looked away when Peyton sat down next to her. "I can't believe you would even think of doing that." Brooke said, still looking the opposite way of Peyton.
"Sorry Brooke, but its true, this is my last game, and there's nothing you can tell me to change my mind." Peyton said as she put her hair up in a ponytail and stretched to her right leg.
Brooke looked intensely into Peyton's eyes. "You're head cheerleader for God's sake. Why would you want to give that up?"
"It's not me, not anymore. Can't you see I'm not happy?" Peyton asked and with that she got up and walked out of the gym to get some air before the game started.
Walking rather fast, not wanting Brooke to come up and talk some more, she didn't realize where she was walking and ran straight into...
"Whoa, hey Peyton." A familiar voice said.
'Oh no, not him.' Peyton thought to herself. "Hello Nathan."
"Are you okay, you look a little flustered." Nathan said, trying very hard to be nice to Peyton. At the moment they were in a fight, a pretty bad one to mention it.
"I'm fine, now if you don't mind..." Peyton tried to get past the tall male, but he grabbed her arm. "Peyton, we need to talk." He pleaded.
"Not now." Peyton said and brushed his hand off of her arm.
Outside the air was fresh and crisp, and cold. Just like Peyton liked it. She sat down on a bench and breathed in deeply.
She closed her eyes and thought to herself. 'My last game, just have to get through this night. I can handle this.'
"Can handle what?" another familiar male voice asked. "Peyton opened her eyes to see Lucas Scott. "What?"
"You were talking to yourself. You said 'I can handle this.' So I asked 'can handle what?'" Lucas gave Peyton a grin and sat on the bench beside her.
"Oh, umm, a paper I have to finish tonight." Peyton said the first thing that came to her mind.
'How dumb Peyton,' she thought to herself.
"Oh, what subject?" Lucas asked. "Uh, computer." "Really? Over what?"
"Lucas, I really don't feel like talking about this at the moment." Peyton said. "Okay." Lucas said. They sat there in silence for a few moments, but then a car pulled into the parking lot and Haley got out.
"Hey Lucas!" she called out and waved. Lucas smiled and waved back. He got off the bench and walked towards Haley.
"Hey Hal. I was just talking to..." He turned to point to Peyton, but all that was left was an empty bench and two blue and white pompons.
"You know," Haley said, "Its not a good sign when you start talking to yourself."
"Haha very funny, but Peyton was just..." "Oh, Peyton, and it only took," Haley looked down at her watch, "45 seconds for you to mention her."
Lucas gave his best friend a don't-get-started-on-that-subject look and she laughed.
"Well, lets go, its cold out here, I'm freezing." Haley said. "I think it feels great." Lucas retorted.
Haley didn't want to argue with Lucas outside, so she walked into the gym, leaving him outside.
Lucas picked up the lone pompons and walked back into the gym.
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A/N: hey, this is my first One Tree Hill fic, so I hope you all like it. I love One Tree Hill and I am soo excited its going to stay all season! Umm, this fic is going to be a Haley/Lucas/Peyton and maybe Haley/Nathan so keep an eye out, I'm still in the planning stages. Well, please review! Bye yall!
AU: What if Peyton decides to finally take control of her life and do what she really wants?
"YOU'RE WHAT?" Brooke looked shocked at Peyton. "No way I'm letting you. Just forget it now."
Peyton gave Brooke an exasperated look. "No Peyton, you cant. End of discussion." Before Peyton could reply Brooke walked out of the locker room and into the gym.
Peyton sighed as she put on her cheerleading uniform. Once dressed, she took her poms out of her bag and walked out to the gym. The guys were starting to warm up, and the cheerleaders were off in their usual spot stretching.
Brooke watched Peyton as she was walking in, and looked away when Peyton sat down next to her. "I can't believe you would even think of doing that." Brooke said, still looking the opposite way of Peyton.
"Sorry Brooke, but its true, this is my last game, and there's nothing you can tell me to change my mind." Peyton said as she put her hair up in a ponytail and stretched to her right leg.
Brooke looked intensely into Peyton's eyes. "You're head cheerleader for God's sake. Why would you want to give that up?"
"It's not me, not anymore. Can't you see I'm not happy?" Peyton asked and with that she got up and walked out of the gym to get some air before the game started.
Walking rather fast, not wanting Brooke to come up and talk some more, she didn't realize where she was walking and ran straight into...
"Whoa, hey Peyton." A familiar voice said.
'Oh no, not him.' Peyton thought to herself. "Hello Nathan."
"Are you okay, you look a little flustered." Nathan said, trying very hard to be nice to Peyton. At the moment they were in a fight, a pretty bad one to mention it.
"I'm fine, now if you don't mind..." Peyton tried to get past the tall male, but he grabbed her arm. "Peyton, we need to talk." He pleaded.
"Not now." Peyton said and brushed his hand off of her arm.
Outside the air was fresh and crisp, and cold. Just like Peyton liked it. She sat down on a bench and breathed in deeply.
She closed her eyes and thought to herself. 'My last game, just have to get through this night. I can handle this.'
"Can handle what?" another familiar male voice asked. "Peyton opened her eyes to see Lucas Scott. "What?"
"You were talking to yourself. You said 'I can handle this.' So I asked 'can handle what?'" Lucas gave Peyton a grin and sat on the bench beside her.
"Oh, umm, a paper I have to finish tonight." Peyton said the first thing that came to her mind.
'How dumb Peyton,' she thought to herself.
"Oh, what subject?" Lucas asked. "Uh, computer." "Really? Over what?"
"Lucas, I really don't feel like talking about this at the moment." Peyton said. "Okay." Lucas said. They sat there in silence for a few moments, but then a car pulled into the parking lot and Haley got out.
"Hey Lucas!" she called out and waved. Lucas smiled and waved back. He got off the bench and walked towards Haley.
"Hey Hal. I was just talking to..." He turned to point to Peyton, but all that was left was an empty bench and two blue and white pompons.
"You know," Haley said, "Its not a good sign when you start talking to yourself."
"Haha very funny, but Peyton was just..." "Oh, Peyton, and it only took," Haley looked down at her watch, "45 seconds for you to mention her."
Lucas gave his best friend a don't-get-started-on-that-subject look and she laughed.
"Well, lets go, its cold out here, I'm freezing." Haley said. "I think it feels great." Lucas retorted.
Haley didn't want to argue with Lucas outside, so she walked into the gym, leaving him outside.
Lucas picked up the lone pompons and walked back into the gym.
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A/N: hey, this is my first One Tree Hill fic, so I hope you all like it. I love One Tree Hill and I am soo excited its going to stay all season! Umm, this fic is going to be a Haley/Lucas/Peyton and maybe Haley/Nathan so keep an eye out, I'm still in the planning stages. Well, please review! Bye yall!