Saints And Sinners

Summary: Brooke, Peyton, Lucas, Haley and Nathan. Freshman year. Love, hate, drama and comedy. All from the very beginning.

Rating: T

Pairings: It's freshman year, none of them know each other, it will be mayhem in the relationships department for a while. But I have a clear picture of what I want in the end.


Chapter 1

Brooke's POV

Ever since I was a little girl, I've always looked forward to high school. There's something so mature and sophisticated about it, yet fun and carefree. There's cheerleading, and basketball, just as there was in junior high, but in high school, it's more serious. More real. There are boys, of course, and girls. It's a time to make new friends, which I will be making many of.

Not that I need to of course. My best friend Peyton is going to the same school as me, and I could never be closer to anyone than I am to her.

She's not looking forward to high school as much as I am, though. See, her mom died five years ago, and she hasn't been the same ever since. Not that she's not fun to have around, because she totally is, but, she's not that enthusiastic about much really. I mean, she's never had a boyfriend. And she's like, amazingly pretty. I'm totally jealous. I think guys like her, to look at, but none would ever want to date her. I guess it's partly because she doesn't really put herself out there. It's a pity, 'cause she's the kindest person I've ever met.

I can't say I've had many boyfriends either, though. It's dumb but I find guys my age so childish. And I'm not the smartest or most responsible person ever, but I still have standards. I'm not going past second base with a guy unless I really like him.

But back to high school, tomorrow will be me and Peyton's first day. I already have my outfit picked out, and I'm in bed early, to avoid unwanted bags under my eyes. I shouldn't have bothered though. I don't think I'll be getting any sleep tonight.


General POV

"Lucas! Wake up! It's our first day of high school!" Haley James shouted excitedly while bouncing up and down on top Lucas' sleeping form.

He awoke groggily, wiping his tired eyes. "Huh? Who let you in?" he asked,

"Your mom, dumbass! Now get ready, and hurry! While I make us some breakfast,"

"Ok, ok," Lucas replied, laughing as he sat up.

A few minutes later Lucas arrived in the kitchen, to the smell of chocolate and maple syrup.

"Smells good Haley, you sure you didn't get my mom to make these?"

"No! I made them myself. Speaking of Karen, where is she gone?"

"She's at the café, just like every morning,"

"She's not giving us a lift to school?"

"No, we have to get the bus."

"Lucas! Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Uh.."

"Do you know what time the bus leaves at?"

"No, but I figured you did,"

"Yeah well lucky for you, you figured right. Unlucky for you, it's in five minutes! We have to go!"

"But Haley, the pancakes-"

"-can wait till later!"

Lucas ran out the door after Haley, and sat down outside the house beside her.

"The bus will be here in a sec'." Haley said.

"Good. But I'm still hungry."

"I've got money. We'll buy something when we get- Lucas? Where's your backpack?"

Just then the bus came around the corner,

"Uh oh," Lucas sighed, "In my room"

"Well hurry the bus is here! Go get it! Faster!" She screamed at him as he ran into the house.

He was back just in time to see the bus leave with Haley on it, smiling triumphantly, waving through the back window.

"Looks like I'm walking," He sighed,


Brooke and Peyton sat on the school bus listening to Peyton's iPod,

"Ugh, P. Sawyer, can you please change the song?"

"No"

"But it's our first day of high school! We should be listening to, I don't know, something fun! Something happy!"

Peyton laughed at that last comment,

"Ok, I'll switch, but just because you're my best friend."

Brooke smiled and put her arm around Peyton,

"That's right, my dear, you are my best friend, and we, will enjoy our first day of high school, and every day of it after that. We'll become popular cheerleaders, and all the hot basketball players will be after us!"

Peyton smiled, "Maybe"

Just then the bus door opened, and a small brunette walked in.

Peyton and Brooke looked at her,

"She has nobody to sit with," Peyton whispered to Brooke,

"Clearly! Look at what she's wearing," Brooke hissed back looking at the girl's baggy jeans and purple poncho.

"Stop, Brooke that's so mean! She probably doesn't even know anyone!"

Brooke giggled,

"Brooke! Don't laugh at her she'll notice!"

"Alright, I'll stop!" Brooke sighed,

Peyton smiled at her. Sure, they were best friends and always would be, but sometimes Brooke could be a little insensitive.


Nathan Scott had always been popular. He never had to try for a second. It wasn't that he didn't want to be popular, because he did, but it was more that people seemed constantly drawn to him.

Maybe it was because he was an amazing basketball player, or because he was good-looking. Maybe it was because he was rich, and had a huge house and wardrobe, or because teachers let him get away with murder. Maybe it was all of these things. Maybe it was none of them. But because of these reasons, when Nathan Scott started high school, he wasn't worried. He wasn't worried about getting friends, or girlfriends, or onto the basketball team, or detention, because he had no reason to.

Nathan walked into the kitchen and sat down beside his father, Dan Scott.

"All ready for your first day of High School?" Dan asked, chewing a bagel,

"Sure" Nathan replied, reaching for the cereal,

He poured the cereal, and milk, and the father and son sat in silence eating breakfast.

"Where's mom?" Nathan asked

"Work"

Nathan sighed. "We should probably go,"

"Yeah," Dan said. The two walked out of the kitchen, into Dan's sports car,

"You got everything you need?" Dan asked

"Yep," Nathan answered,

"Then let's go."


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