"Alright girls. That is the last box. It's time to say goodbye." a tall man with golden brown hair said as he placed a box down on the floor of a three-bedroom condo in Durham, North Carolina.

"Thanks so much, Dad." a girl with curly blonde hair said as she walked over to the man to give him a hug.

"I'm gonna miss you so much, Peyton. My little girl's all grown up."

"Dad. I'm just going to college. We'll be home at Thanksgiving."

"I know. I'm just going to miss the three of you being in my house all the time. Where are my other two girls?"

"Right here, Papa Sawyer." a perky brunette called from behind.

"Come here and give me a hug, Brooke. It's been 11 years since you started calling me that. I'm going to miss seeing you around the house all the time."

"Well, I might not have lived there, but you three are my only family. And you may not be my real dad, but you're the only dad I've ever known, seeing as my parents are never home and only call once a year to check up on me."

"They love you, Brooke. Don't think that they don't. And don't say that isn't what you are thinking because I know you and that is exactly what you are thinking."

"You know me so well, Papa Sawyer."

"Well I should. You are one of my daughter's two best friends. Speaking of best friends, where is the other one?"

"Behind you, Mr. Sawyer." a short girl with golden blonde hair called from the doorway of the kitchen.

"I've known you for 4 years, Haley James, and you are still calling me 'Mr. Sawyer'."

"I guess I'm just stuck with that. I'll call you 'Papa Sawyer' from now on."

"Good. You know ever since Peyton and Brooke brought you home, I've thought of you as a daughter. I always hoped you would think of me as a father."

"Wow, you make me sound like a lost puppy or something. And I have always thought of you as a dad. You were around when I needed a dad the most. You were here while my parents were off somewhere in a RV."

"Haley, your parents love you, they just trust you enough to make your own decisions."

"You always know how to make me feel better, Papa Sawyer. When I moved here from Tree Hill, I was afraid to start over. I had to leave everything behind. My best friend, my entire life. But my move to Orland Park brought unexpected things. I got two new best friends, who just happened to be girls, a big change from my old best friend. I went from shy, quiet Haley to popular, cheerleading Haley. And I got a great stand-in-dad when mine wasn't around."

"Aw, I feel a group hug coming on."

"Totally right, B. Davis." the curly blonde said as she pulled her two best friends and her dad into a hug.

"Okay, now that we've hugged, I have to get to the airport. My flight leaves in two hours and it's a 30 minute drive to the airport from here."

"Well, if you really have to go, Papa Sawyer." Brooke said

"I really do, Brooke. But I'll see you all at Thanksgiving. You guys have fun, enjoy college life, do good cheering for the Blue Devils and stay away from boys. They are only trouble."

"We know, Dad. Trust me, we've all had our hearts broken by them. And we're going to miss you too and Thanksgiving isn't so far away. Plus, I think we will be really happy here at Duke, especially since we are all together."

"I know you will. It will just be hard now having my three girls in my house all the time."

"We are just a phone call away. And Peyt set up the web cams so we can talk whenever. I think you might get sick of us."

"Oh, I could never get tired of the three of you, Haley-Bub."

"Papa Sawyer! You know I hate that nickname!"

"I know. That's why I use it."

"And you're the only one I let do that. I throw a fit if anyone else does."

"Yeah, you blew up at me once because I used it as a joke."

"Sorry about that one, Tigger. I didn't mean anything by it."

"I know, Hales. It helped that you bought me new schools to make up for it."

"That's what we love about you, B. Davis. You forgive and forget for a pair of new shoes."

"And all we have to do is buy you a new album, P. Sawyer."

"Am I the only one that forgives and doesn't get presents?"

"Yes." all three people in the room replied.

"Fine, but I guess that makes me the nicest."

"Yes it does, Tutor girl."

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"Okay girls. That's my cab. Unpack, order some food and meet the neighbors across the hall. You'll be living here for at least 4 years and there is only one other condo on this floor besides yours seeing as you guys are on the top floor. I'll call you guys sometime tomorrow morning because it will be late when I land."

"Be careful, Dad."

"Yeah, be safe, Papa Sawyer."

"Now try not to miss me too much, Papa Sawyer. And I promise to call all the time."

"I'll hold you to that promise, Brooke. And I'm going to miss all three of you a lot. Now I have to go, so one last hug and then I'm gone and you guys can start enjoying college life."