A/N: Hey guys! This is my first time publishing a story because I really don't think mine are good. It's obviously a Baley story. Please review and tell me what you liked or didn't like. I'm also not sure if I should continue this or leave it as a oneshot so tell me if I should continue or move on to another story. Thanks! Also the verse of the song is mine. I had to come up with something and I couldn't think of a good song that was already made.

Brooke drove home as fast as the law would allow her. Tears were streaming down her face, but she hoped the two people she claimed to be her 'bestfriend' and 'boyfriend' had seen. Though they were a sign of weakness to others, to Brooke, they were a way of showing Peyton and Lucas how much hurt they had caused. Each tear was a spite-filled gesture of anguish. As soon as she got home, the door to the Davis' household swung open. Her parents, as usual, were away. Brooke ran straight up to her bedroom and locked the door. "Why do I always do that?" she thought aloud. "No ones home, and if they were they wouldn't notice." These last few words were filled with angst. Sometimes, she wished her parents were home. But they weren't so she grew accustomed to the lonelyness. She made her way over to her lavish desk, reaching into what appeared to be a hidden compartment. A sad smile formed across her face. To Brooke, this was her only escape. Her last resort. Her slim hand emerged to reveal a thin razorblade. The tears came once again in stronger waves. She pulled back her left sleeve to reveal various scars scattered across her forearm. She inhaled deeply before moving her hand with the razorblade closer to her arm. Just as the blade was about to make contact with skin, something stopped her. It was an angelic singing coming from outside. A song she had never heard before.

If I was to fall

From your grace tonight

I would only want one chance

To look into your beautiful eyes

Cause they're all I need to get by

That and your silky brown hair

And the way you let out a sigh

But you don't know I'm there

You're hazel orbs

Captivate my every thought

But you don't notice

Now my heart is caught

Brooke looked out the window, wanting to see just who the angel was. She probably should've been shocked by what she say but it just made her heart melt. "Hey, Tutor Girl!" Of course it made her heart melt. Haley James was Brookes secret crush for years. This didn't change her feelings about Lucas but she couldn't help but fall head over heels for the blonde The song only fuled the burnette's love more because it gave her some hope. Sure on the outside she looked confident. But on the inside she was filled with self-hatred. She had a forearm to prove it.

"Hey, Tigger." Haley called back. She was still under the influence that Brooke Davis, the most popular, gorgeous, amazing girl at Tree Hill High, wouldn't want anything to do with her. This didn't stop her from dreaming,though. When she looked into those hazel eyes, it was like he could do anything.

"Come to serenade me?"