"Would you just breathe?" Rachel instructed her best friend, Brooke as they walked down the hallway. It was their first day at Tree Hill High and Brooke was already hyper ventilating.
"I am so breathing," she replied even though she wasn't.
"No, you're not, your lips are going blue," Rachel commented and laughed as Brooke hastily dragged her into the toilets to check her reflection. Taking the opportunity, Rachel reapplied her lip gloss.
Brooke quickly reached into her bag and pulled her cell phone, she eagerly flipped it open, sighed and placed it back into her bag with a huff.
"What are you expecting?" Rachel questioned, screwing the lid back in place on her tube of lip gloss.
"Ollie was meant to message me at nine, he promised he would," Brooke explained and adjusted her hair in a nearby mirror.
"Would you just drop it with Ollie? He lives 500 miles away. You're never going to see him again."
"I know but he was the one Rachel."
"You dated him for a week," Brooke pursed her lips "And besides, new town, new boys…" Rachel's voice trailed off wistfully.
Brooke grinned happily and linked arms with her. "So when are we going to be meeting these new boys?"
"Oh I have a feeling it'll be real soon," Rachel wriggled her eyebrows suggestively and they both giggled as they exited the toilets and walked to their lesson.