Chapter 1: Mac and Cheese

Brooke heard the sound of her roomate rustling with something in the kitchen. She sighed as she rolled over onto her side and looked at her alarm clock. "6:30?" She let out a groan and threw the covers off to the side, as she slid her legs across her bed so that they hung over the side. Placing her feet into her slippers and grabbing her house coat, she knotted the waist band and ran her fingers through her raven dark hair, as she walked out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen.

"Tutor Girl-" she started, getting interupted by a loud bang, coming from a pot dropping on the ground. She looked where the sound was coming from and saw her roomate looking in the bottom cupboard searching through pots and pans. "TUTOR GIRL!" she exclaimed one last time.

Haley stuck her head out from underneath the cupboard and turned around to face Brooke, while standing up, with the right pot that she was looking for in her hand. "Hey! You're up!" she smiled, putting the pot on the stove.

"Thanks to you. What are you doing up so early? It's Saturday." Brooke said as she sat up on one of the stools that were placed at the end of the island counter.

"Yeah so?" she asked, obviously not getting what Brooke was trying to say. Even after the year that they had been living together, Haley hadn't gotten it through her head that Brooke was the kind of person that slept in on weekends, or whenever she could.

"Saturday means you get to sleep! Same with Sunday!" she said as she watched as Haley poured some noodles into the boiling water. "What are you making?"

"Oh, it's Mac and Cheese." she said as she stirred the noodles, and then placed the spoon beside the pot on the stove.

"At six-thirty in the morning?" Brooke questioned, yet another unexpected action by Haley James Scott.

"Dude, Mac and Cheese can be eaten at any time." Haley said simply before turning around to face Brooke. "So, we still going shopping later?"

"Oh yeah!" Brooke exclaimed. Haley, Brooke, and Peyton had made plans to go shopping for their prom dresses together. "We're going to look H-O-T hot." she smirked her famous dimpled smirk.

"You know what's surprising? I'm going to actually miss this place." Haley said, sighing and leaning on her elbows, after placing them on the counter.

"Me too. I guess you don't usually notice what you have until you have to leave it." Brooke said, "But have you gotten your acceptance letters yet? I want to see how we'll be able to see each other regularily, and I can't make sure of that until I know what College you're going to."

Haley smiled softly, "No, not yet. They're supposed to come sometime this week, hopefully soon, I'm getting really impatient."

Brooke nodded, "So, has Nathan gotten his?"

"He got accepted to Duke." she answered, which made it hard for her. What if she got accepted to Stanford and not Duke? Or what if she got accepted to both schools, how was she supposed to choose between her dream school or a school that she just wanted to go to because Nathan was going? Okay, so it should be easy, go to a dream school, or be with your husband, the love your life. You'd choose to be with the love of your life right? But why wasn't it so easy for Haley, giving up her dream school meant giving up her dream courses, Stanford had an amazing music program, and compared to Duke's it was way more up to date.

"That's great! So if you go to Duke and I get into North Carolina State University then we might be able to see each other at least once a month, maybe twice." Brooke smiled as she got off the stool and opened up the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water. Haley forced a smile.

Author's Note: I know this first chapter was short, but next one will be long, hopefully ) !