Disclaimer: I don't own either One Tree Hill or Glee.
Pairings: To be determined, but most will be crossovers.
Rating: Strong T
Warnings: None really.
Note(s): For story sake Tree Hill is another school in the Lima district. Everything in Season 1 One Tree Hill happened. Some Season Two and Three things happened, but those will be revealed in the story. As for Glee everything in season One happened except for the idiotic "I love you" by Finn and Puck.
I know the reasons for integration may seem a little … out there, but I needed the OTH characters in Tree Hill somehow. Otherwise I hope the rest is believable.
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Chapter One
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"Have you guys heard about the school district restructuring?" Mike asked, finding the choir room already filled with the other members chattering in their little cliques except for Puck who was sitting in his usual seat at the back.
Artie furrowed his eyebrow in confusion, "Restructuring?" He figured whatever Mike had to say had to be important because the guy never really stood up and talked in front of everyone.
"Yes, it was announced in the news last night," Rachel interrupted in her usual fashion. "After everything that occurred at Tree Hill High last year, the school has been deemed unfit in the tutelage of young minds. The school boards of Lima West, McKinley and Carmel came together and decided to split up Tree Hill school district evenly among the three school districts to accommodate the students at Tree Hill. I think it is actually rather brilliant that we get new students in our populous."
"And get this Tanaka quit," Mike announced grabbing the attention of all football players.
"So who the hell's heading up football and basketball?" Puck asked not liking the sound of that. He could practically smell the gloom and doom in the air.
"Two different coaches," Mike explained, taking a seat next to Matt. "All I know is that since Raven's are no more, Whitey's taking over the Titans' basket ball team. Just saw Figgins showing him around."
"Can they afford that, two Coaches?" Matt asked skeptical that Figgins would dish out the money. Heck, they had Tanaka because he wasn't willing to find a real coach. Now he was willing to spend bucks on the teams that didn't exactly do well, he was doubtful.
"Expanding the school district, means increasing funds and since some of the Ravens will be joining the school, I guess he doesn't mind dishing out the cash," Mike shrugged in speculation wondering which team he should try for.
"Well and good for basketball, but whose taking over the football," Puck asked, not really too happy that nothing was mentioned about football. Sure they sucked harder than anything, but he liked the game. He got his frustration out on the bloody field now that might be shot to shit?
"I guess the coach Tree Hill had?" Matt suggested.
"Whichever way it goes, will all have to try out again," Mike said somberly. He wasn't worried about not being good enough, because let's face it. The only reasons there team were utter and complete crap was because they had himself, Matt, Puck and on rare occasions of brilliance, Finn. They would probably get on the team, what worried him was if they would even get to start or worse… "And who knows, maybe Whitey and the football coach wouldn't be as cool with us doing glee as Tanaka was."
Rachel blanched, "you think he'll force an ultimatum on you. Make you choose between glee and sports? But that's absurd and… and unfair."
"Life's not fair Berry," Puck told her in his usual uncaring way. "But if Whitey gets us to kick ass like the Raven's I'm down with that. Plus, Tree Hill had some fine ass chicks that need a meeting with the Puckerone," smirking at the possibilities. He'd had a Ravens' chick once, a cheerleader, and that had to be the bendiest weekend ever in all the right ways. Red heads were such fun.
"Figures it's the first thing you'll think about," Mercedes rolled her eyes at the jock. Seriously, everyone was worrying about their spots and positions, while his old concern was sexual positions, Idiot.
"Hey, I'm a sex shark. If I stop moving I drown," Puck pointed out, "and I won't go that way."
"Sorry, I'm late guys," Mr. Shue apologized, rushing into the room. "How about we begin with a warm up?"
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"I'm so not riding with you again," Brooke announced, clutching the dashboard for dear frigging life. She loved her best friend. She did, but the blonde drove like a crazy person. Five times on the way there, she thought her heart would stop.
Peyton only afforded her a smirk, "that's what you always say B, and here you still are," grabbing her messenger bag from the back seat, and following the mumbling brunette out of the car.
"It's 'cause I unfortunately still love you P. Sawyer," Brooke told her, smiling her dimply smile. Both leaning back against Peyton's Comet waiting for the rest arrive, because even though it wasn't official, their group of friend who'd been allocated McKinley had agreed on presenting a united front and tackling the first day together. Lame, but they were past caring, since they were all they had. "So Nathan's back," Brooke began, knowing she was fishing. Of course, she knew the brunette Scott brother was back from High Flyers and had gone over to the blonde's immediately, she just wanted to see if Peyton would admit to it.
Peyton sighed, "I know he came over last night," knowing exactly what her friend was fishing for. Even with the strained relationship between Nathan and Haley, Peyton was still her friend and knew she was also having a hard time with the fact that Nathan was close to the blonde.
"Oh come on blondie, I'm going to need serious details, because according to sources Scott is majorly hot after a summer building up serious brawn. He visits you and only you and you expect to go on without spilling? No way, girly start talking," looping her arm with Peyton, waiting for the confession.
"He's still not going to get back with her, B," Peyton confessed knowing what a big Naley fan Brooke was and how much she wanted the two reunited. "And he and I are friends."
"Right, friends who've seen each other naked," Brooke let out sarcastically.
"Brooke!"
"What, it's true," Brooke smirked, "and maybe you want to see each other naked again. Or have already…" she teased, well mostly but still waiting on details on the two exes renewed closeness.
"Brooke, stop seriously. Just friends I promise," she assured. "And just for reference, Nathan and I sucked together so that isn't happening again."
"What about DILF aka Jake Jageliski who you totally had a thing for before psycho bitch came back in the picture," she asked, knowing it was a sore subject, but it was a conversation that needed to be had.
Peyton sighed again, "Right now all he should focus on is Jenny and working schedules out with Nikki. Last thing he probably needs is a relationship."
"So there's still something there?" Brooke prodded further, resting her chin on her friends shoulder watching her.
Peyton thought for a moment, "I loved him, and I still do. I'm just not sure I'm in love with him anymore," not liking the stinging in her eyes. "What about you B. Davis, don't think I don't know about you and Broody. What's the deal?"
"He told me he loved me before I went to New York for the summer," Brooke confessed casually, like it was a big thing.
Gaping at Brooke, "And you didn't think to tell me?"
"I was in limbo with my emotions, and you were dealing with Ellie and I didn't want-"
"Brooke Penelope Davis, you are my best friend and I think it goes without saying that you can tell me anything," throwing an arm around the brunettes shoulders.
Brooke was saved from answering as Rachel pulled her Escalade beside the Comet. "Morning Curly, Davis," her raspy tone playful already, Mouth right behind her offering up a much sweeter greeting.
"Where are the rest?" Rachel finally asked, eyeing the school longingly ready to begin domination. Tree Hill may have been Brooke's kingdom, but McKinley was going to be hers hell or frigging high water, and it was actually nice to not have to fight Brooke for that anymore. Now her target was Quinn Fabray, Cheerio's head cheerleader, and she couldn't wait to begin.
"I'm sure they are on their way," Mouth answered for the girls. "Lucas is just picking Haley up."
"What about Nate?" Rachel asked, with too much interest to be healthy.
"Not looking for you to sink your claws into him, slut. Back off," Brooke warned. Sure they were friends, but Haley was a closer friend and she'd be damned if Rachel destroyed the chances of Naley reuniting because she wanted to bed Nathan.
Rachel grinned, "And here I thought we'd leave out the cat claws out for at least a day," arms crossed over her chest clearly amused.
"Seriously Red, the ink hasn't even dried on the divorce papers and you're already looking to seduce him?" Brooke went on her rant. "I knew you were easy, but I didn't know you were that easily."
Rachel rolled her eyes, "relax kitty cat, I was just asking as a friend. The one you should be worried about is Curly."
"Bite me," was all Peyton said in her defense, because the red head could be a bitch when she wanted to like, oh, now.
"Besides, there's a school full of potential, without excessive baggage or your sloppy seconds, why pass that up?"
Next to arrive were Jake and Skillz, both stepping off the bus and heading toward them immediately.
Jake's face alit with his usual lopsided grin, enveloping each girl in a hug, "morning ladies," bumping fists with mouth, who had remained out of the exchange between the three girls, "Mouth."
"Sup Mamis, you looking fine today," Skill greeted in his usual way making all girls chuckle, before sharing a hug.
Soon after Haley and Lucas arrived, followed closely behind by Bevin. Tension was obvious between Haley and Peyton as well as Skillz and Bevin, but all were trying to down play it. Rachel was trying to push everyone to walking into the imposing building but everyone wasn't in a hurry to move, especially Lucas, Peyton and Haley who were obviously waiting for the elusive younger Scott.
When he finally showed up, he blatantly ignored both Haley and Lucas, but warmly greeted the rest especially Peyton who he engulfed in a hug that lasted longer than necessary. Rachel practically dragged Bevin and Mouth toward the school once pleasantries were exchanged, done with the waiting. She had school to rule and all they were doing at the moment was wasting time.
Brooke, Haley, Lucas, Skillz and Jake soon followed breaking into excited chatter. Well mostly Haley and Brooke did, while the guys followed.
Peyton and Nathan remained behind conspicuously, exchanging small smiles as they followed. Nathan's arm somehow finding its way around her shoulders with ease.
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"So Spanish wasn't bad," Peyton commented leaning against the locker beside Nathan's, waiting for him to get his books.
He managed a smirked, "yeah, that cheerleader bending down in front of me wasn't so bad either," wagging an eyebrow.
"Ugh, Nathan!" pushing him playfully. She wasn't a fool to think the Latina cheerleader dropped her book by mistake; she was around Brooke and Rachel long enough to know it was a move. Trust Nathan to attract the skanks mere hours after arriving in the place.
"What, I thought we were talking highlights?" closing his locker, and guiding her down the hall way, a hand on the small of her back.
"No I was talking highlights, you were giving me more reasons to think you need to get neutered," she joked, laughing at his resultant grimace. Having a little bit of the old Nathan back was a good sign that he was recovering, because emo Nathan was rather heartbreaking.
"I'm I guy, what was I suppose to do? Look away?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, grin playing on his face. He wasn't interested in getting with anyone, his prime goal was basketball, but he wasn't exactly dead to not notice the hot girl throwing an invitation his way.
"I'm not even going to answer that one Scott."
"Maybe you're just jealous, Sawyer, I know it's hard to resist my charms but thought we were clear on the just friends thing," he joked, knowing it was fact that they were just really good friends now.
Rolling her eyes, "oh look jackass Nathan came out to play, yippee!" she drawled bored as they finally got to English.
"Deny it all you want Peyt, but you're totally hot for a bad boy," was the last thing he whispered in her ear, before the teacher called for everyone to take a seat.
The stocks at McKinley when it came to hot hook ups had completely dwindled especially after taking Puck out of the equation. But the new, gorgeous, blue-eyed hunk had totally changed that, he'd totally checked her out when she'd bent over. Only problem was the blonde bimbo by his side he insisted on dragging around. But that really didn't matter, because when Santana wanted something she got it. Taking Finn's V-Card was an obvious show of that if anything.
He knew he was late, but when was he ever early for class. Besides, it was frigging English, and they all spoke English not exactly missing an all important life changing lecture. "Glad you could join us Puck," the teacher greeted him in his usual overly sarcastic tone, but it's not like the moron ever tried anything. The only one who probably cared was Mr. Shue who was going to rant and rave later for missing his class but he'd deal with that later. Normally he tried not to noticing anyone during class hours but it was hard to take his eyes off the blonde with Curly hair. Unfortunately for him, she was sitting next to Nathan frigging Scott.
A part of him had hoped the shooting guard landed in Carmel or West Lima, but then again if it got them winning who the hell cared right? Sparing the blonde a small smirk, when their eyes locked he walked past there table and settled next to Santana who was practically stripping of Scott's clothes with her eyes.
"Never thought you were one for non-con eye sexing," he whispered, to draw her attention away.
"Pot, kettle and black, Puck so shut up," eyes never leaving the new guys back for a solitary second.
"Bitch," he told her, opening his book to actually write something. It wasn't said to be malicious, it was just fact and besides it was with affection since they were back to being friends and other than her he really didn't have anyone else. If she wanted to bang MVP, then more power to her.
"Ass," she returned, the corners of her mouth rising slightly. She wouldn't admit it out loud, because she just wasn't that type of girl, but having Puck's friendship –despite not having the benefits –was rather nice.
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"Still not talking to you?" Lucas asked, having noticed Haley sad eyes slide away from watching Nathan and Peyton down the hall.
"I know it's over, I'm not an idiot," Haley confessed, involuntarily returning her eyes to the scene of Nathan and Peyton goofing off in the hall without abandon, "but I just wish it didn't come to this, you know. To him ignoring me and flaunting Peyton in my face."
Lucas stole a glance as well, searching for the right words to comfort his friend. "I don't think that's what's going on between them," he finally said, knowing Peyton wouldn't do that to Haley no matter how upset she was with Haley.
"Really Luke, because it looks exactly like that," she chuckled humorlessly, watching Nathan pull Peyton into a one armed hug and whispering something into the blonde's ear. She got friendship could happen between a girl and guy, Luke and her were an obvious example of that, but there was just more to what was going on between the two exes. The extended hug outside the school, and open affection in the hallways said as much.
"Hales you have to understand that Peyton was the one who kept him from going crazy when you left, and he helped her through a lot. It's only natural that they formed a bond," Lucas told her gently, his eye catching Brooke and Jake in his peripheral vision. "That and the fact he almost lost her a few months ago… I know it's hard right now, but I'm sure it will get much easier with time. Just hang in there," squeezing her shoulder in comfort as he led her down the hall toward the cafeteria.
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"Tell me your day is sucking as much as mine best friend because mine is positively crappy," winding her arms round Peyton's waist and resting her head against her friend shoulder looking for some sort of comfort.
Peyton raised an eyebrow at Jake for an explanation since they had the same classes this morning, "Math and butt load of homework," was his answer as they all made their way toward the cafeteria, eyes inconspicuously following them. Peyton snuggly under Nathan's arm, Brooke at her other side with arm around the blondes waist, and Jake being pulled along by Brooke's arm looped with his, nn air of real affection and friendship around them like a radiant cloud.
"Can't be as bad as watching cheerleaders throwing themselves at Nate," Peyton said, a complete and blatant dig at the events of the morning.
"Skanks always throw themselves at Nathan, it's like a default setting P not exactly a shock," Brooke said, matter-of-factly. "Now can we focus on the fact that these teacher are totally trying to kill my summer buzz."
"You poor baby," Peyton deadpanned, good-naturedly as they scanned the room for a free table.
"I know right," Brooke exclaimed. "But want to hear an interesting developments, I'll tell you. DILF totally got The Nod from a blonde sitting in front of us. I'm talking about the: i-was-completely-eye-sexing-you-the-whole-lesson-let's-hook-up-after nod."
Jake just chuckled, "exaggerate much, Davis?"
"Please I was sparing them NC-17 part, now that would have been an exaggeration," letting Jake be chivalrous and pull a chair out for her.
"Whatever you say," he conceded, "Got any preferences, Princess?"
"Comfort food," Brooke chimed, not stoked about the assignment at all.
Nathan turned to Peyton, "What's your poison?"
"Anything that looks remotely edible and is sealed in an air tight package," Peyton sighed, sitting back.
"Chips it is then," pulling Jake toward the line, to get there food.
"Still saying you're not getting naked with hot Scott?" Brooke raised an eyebrow at Peyton, not unconscious to the little playful pokes exchanged during her little debate with Jake, or the fact that he winked at her before he headed for the lunch line OR the fact that he was buying her lunch. Please there had to be a DL love going on.
Peyton raised an eyebrow, "Yes B. Davis we are just friends, kind of like you and Jake."
"Deny all you want P. Sawyer, but I'm psychic and you and Nate have that whole want-to-jump-each-other-so-bad vibe, it's practically radioactive," earning a playful push from Peyton.
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He'd expected hot chicks, Blondie with the sweet face and hot body being evidence enough, but he didn't think he'd be lucky enough to come face to face with Red head from bendiest weekend again. For one she was still hot as all hell, with her seductive smile, come hither eyes and sexy raspy voice that just begged him to bang her. Seriously, the girl was a frigging walking sex offer, and though he really didn't do repeat runs except for Santana, he was willing to go another round with her.
The light that entered her eyes at his sight was enough to tell him that she felt the same way. Who could blame her though; he'd totally rocked her weekend. He was really sure she wasn't walking straight for a week after the stuff they'd done. The memory alone always got him going, when the chick he'd decided to pick up wasn't up to standards. Not that he let them know he was thinking of another encounter during, he just simple zoned out on that moment and got his world rocked. It wasn't a comfort how easy she dropped into the black guys lap when she approached the Ravens table –which it had been officially christened –because let's face, last time he messed with another guys girl, she got knocked up. But the look in her eye, and overall body language between the two screamed platonic, so he was back to making sexy eyes at her.
It was so on.
Only when her eyes slide to the dimpled smile brunette beside her –who was smoking by the way –did he turn his attention to the curly hair blonde. What could he say; there was just something about her that made him want her. Maybe it was it insanely long legs, because those babies when on for centuries, or maybe the fact that her shirt ended at least an inch above her waist band teasing his eyes with a strip of smooth skin and toned abdomen or the fact that she still stood out of the crowd in her simple dressing style. Yes, Red was hot as hell in those shorts and stiletto's, but jeans, a band t-shirt and a leather jacket had never looked so good.
Perhaps after enjoying another round or two with the red head, he could totally get the blonde to wrap those legs around his waist like he wanted. Heck, dimpled smile was a total babe, why not her too? Like he said, God loves him!
This whole integration thing with Tree Hill got two thumbs up as far as he's concerned.
TBC
A/N: Just wondering whether to keep the OTH characters canon or have them singing, I've got it mapped out either way, so let me know.
Reviews would be lovely. Constructive Criticisms is welcomed. Flames …"to each his own".