Some stuff you should know….

Lucas Scott and Peyton Sawyer had a baby in their senior year of high school. They called her Lucy Sawyer Scott. Nathan and Haley Scott also had a baby in senior year called James Lucas Scott

Lucas Scott- Published writer

Nathan Scott- retired basketball player

Haley James Scott- Teacher at Tree Hill high

Chapter one

Lucy

Everyone has this picture of the perfect family in their head. Normally it consists of happily married parents and their children who are beautiful little specimens who pose as the perfect children who always do as they're told, get perfect grades at school and one day will go on to get highly paid jobs and then find a loving partner of their own and create their own "perfect" family. In reality how many people actually get to experience this idyllic family? I'm guessing not many. Some families may appear to be perfect like those families you see on TV adverts but really beneath the surface there are always cracks.

I don't mean to sound pessimistic I'm just trying to be realistic and honest. I live in the real world and in the real world no one is perfect and everyone has problems. That's just the way life is and to be honest it sucks, I'm not going to deny that. The truth is the chances of being born into a "perfect" family are extremely slim but I guess that family means something different to everyone.

Take me for example, my name is Lucy Sawyer Scott but I call myself Lucy Scott and I was born into a family far from the traditional one that everyone dreams of. My parents were 17 years old when my mom fell pregnant with me. They were both in high school at the time and as to be expected they were typical teenagers, no way mature enough to take care of a child. However after I was born my dad got a job working in my grandma's café and my mum stayed home with me for the first eight months of my life and then decided to go back to school and finish her education so she could give me the best start in life. My grandparents would help take care of me during the week whilst my parents attempted to be teen parents. When I was 14 months old my mum took off and left me and my dad alone. She claimed she couldn't cope with the pressures of being a mum at such a young age. My dad of course was left feeling over whelmed and so when I was 3 years old I moved in with my grandma, Karen. As I got older my dad started to feel the pressure of single parenthood and struggled with the responsibility of having a young daughter when he was also still a child himself. So my grandma offered to take me in and help raise me until he was ready to be a proper committed dad.

Well here we are almost 12 years later. I'm 15 years old and still living with my grandma. She has raised me most of my life, my dad has been a constant figure in my life but he has never been a full on dad. I guess he just got used to my grandma taking care of me. My grandma and I live in a two bedroom apartment near my dad. Sometimes I go and stay with him on weekends but I mostly live at my grandma's. My uncle, Nathan also lives in Tree Hill with his wife Haley and their son Jamie. Uncle Nathan has always been there for me and is someone I can talk to. I think of him as more of a big brother than an uncle. All in all my family is far from perfect but I know I'm lucky to have so many people that care about me.

"beep beep, beep beep" Its 7:30 Monday morning the day of the week I dread most.

I pull my duvet over my head and try to ignore the constant sound of my alarm. Then I hear my bedroom door slam open and next thing I know my grandma is stood by my head pulling my duvet off me.

"Hey! Grandma!" I shouted

"If you want to get to school on time then you better get up and get ready, the bus leaves in 20 minutes" she said abruptly and then walked out my door the same way she had walked in. Reluctantly I heaved myself out of bed , walked over to my wardrobe and picked out an outfit for the day. I then walked over to my dresser and sat in front of the mirror. I stared at my pale, zombie-like face for a few seconds and then began to apply my makeup. I wasn't one to wear too much makeup but I knew that today I needed enough to cover the grey bags that sat under my eyes. As I was applying my mascara I thought about the long day I had ahead. I could hear my grandma humming joyfully in the kitchen as she made breakfast. After I finished my makeup I glance at my watch and realised the time. I leaped out of my seat, slipped on my black pumps, grabbed my school bag and slung it over my shoulder and darted out of my room.

"Hey! Slow down honey" grandma said as I ran toward the front door "don't you want breakfast?" she asked.

"Im late grandma I'll grab something at school" I said quickly

"Ok make sure you eat something Lucy" she nagged

"I will, I will" I promised "bye grandma" I gave her a kiss on the cheek and slid out the front door. As I ran to the bus stop I could already see Jamie standing there. Jamie and I are cousins but we have also been best friends for as long as I can remeber. He's tall, slim and has sandy couloured hair that he styles perfectly. His eyes are a piercing blue colour.

"Cutting it kinda close" he teased as I reached the bus stop the same time as the bus.

"Shutup, I made it in time didn't I?" I replied in an agitated tone.

"barely" Jamie said under his breath.

We boarded the bus and took our usual seats on the lower deck.

"So what's up with you today? Why are you acting so moody?" He asked

"Im not moody!" I snapped "I'm just tired and it's a Monday no one is supposed to be in a good mood on a Monday".

"Alright if you say so" he said

As we were riding on the bus my mind drifted to the chemistry exam I had later. I started to revise everything I knew in my head and then started to panic that maybe I didn't know enough to pass this exam.

"You're going to do great, you always do" Jamie whispered in my ear. He remembered I had an exam today and knew how nervous I got before them.

"I hope so" I replied half-heartedly.

Then I heard someone call me name and saw my friends Lola and Kyle at the front of the bus. They came over and took their usual seats in front of me and Jamie and everyone started to talk about what they had done over the weekend. Before I knew it the bus was pulling up outside our school.

"So, your auditioning for the lead role in the school play right?" Lola asked me.

I had completely forgotten about the auditions that were taking place later during the week for the schools production of Greece. I have been performing since I was eight years old and I love music. I'm hoping to go to a performing arts school after high school. When I didn't answer Lola continued to talk.

"You're the best person for the role of Sandy, everyone knows it"

"Thanks" I said as we approached our lockers.

"Where is your head at today Lucy? Feels like I'm talking to a ghost" she said "Hello? Earth to Lucy HELLO?" she shouted waving her arms in front of my face.

"I'm sorry, I'm just worried about this chemistry test I have" I replied

"You're going to do fine!" she assured me. Just then the bell rang to inform us that the school day was officially beginning. I said good bye to Lola and pushed passed the sea of students all trying to reach their classrooms.

As my friends had predicted my chemistry test went pretty well. I don't know why I get so worked up before I take them. I guess I'm so desperate to be accepted into a performing arts school and because the places are so limited my grades have to perfect. After I handed in my test and left the classroom I bumped into the class bitch. I don't usually like to use that kind of language but for Madison I'll make an exception. Madison is a tall slim girl who looks quite like a Barbie doll. Her hair is strawberry blond and curled perfectly. She always has heaps of make up on and she wears her uniform as if it's a cheerleading outfit. Honestly her skirt is so short that you can practically see her underwear and half the buttons on her shirt are undone, exposing her breasts. Madison thinks of herself as the queen bee and lives off making other people miserable. And today was no exception.

"Watch where you going!" She yelled in my face

"Whatever" I replied uninterested. I started to walk down the hallway towards my locker. But then I heard Madison shouting after me.

"That's right walk away" she said smugly. Normally I wouldn't respond to such petty comments but at the point I just snapped. So I turned around, clutching my books in my arms and started marching back towards Madison.

"You know Madison you think you own the school and for some reason think your better than everyone else here, but you not. Your just pathetic!" The words just came rushing out of my mouth.

"Oh and you think you're so special?" she challenged "At least I wasn't abandoned by my own mother" she began "and at least my dad actually wants me. Your dad shipped you off to your grandma when he couldn't cope!"

"Shut up Madison" I warned

"Or what? You'll run to daddy? Oh wait that's right he's not around" She then began to laugh. I just stood there looking at her and playing the words she just said over and over in my mind. Then I just felt my feet take off from the ground and I lunged myself at her. She fell to the floor in shock and began to fight back as we wrestled around. As I pinned her to the floor I felt someone pull me away from Madison and then heard Jamie's familiar voice telling me to calm down.

"Lucy! Lucy! Stop, calm down she's not worth it" he repeated until I stopped trying to struggle to escape his grasp.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE" Mr Brown shouted from behind me "Lucy Scott and Madison Green, my office NOW" I followed him quickly with Madison trailing beside me.

Mr Brown was the principle of our school. He was a short grumpy looking man with male pattered baldness. He always wore a black suit that seemed to be perfectly ironed. Although Mr Brown looked like a horrible, grumpy little man. In reality he was much nicer. He always waves to students in the hallway and always seems to have a smile in his face. But as I sat in his office there was no smile spread across his face and his arms were tightly crossed.