Disclaimer: Unfortunately I must put aside my compulsive obsession and
admit that I do not own Chad Michael Murray or James Lafferty along with
the rest of the cast of "One Tree Hill" and sadly never will. :) Everything
you read here is strictly conjured up from my creative, but sometimes scary
noggin and is in no way remotely close to the truth. Keep in mind that this
is a fictional story which also makes my own facts fictional as well. Let's
sum up what we have read k? IT'S NOT TRUE AND I DON'T OWN THEM! ( Sorry for
the obnoxious capital letters, just stressing my point) Thanks guys, enjoy
reading and reviewing is always welcome.
Prologue
February 14,2004
From the moment our small bodies are conceived from the womb of the proudest parent of all time, we immediately adapt to our environment. Upon first glance, yeah your surroundings are frightening and the people are intimidating, but we adjust and as we grow we eventually find out what we want and how to obtain it by learning a lesson.
The first lesson that is instilled within our heart and heads, is love. It begins in different forms and grows stronger as we get older. Some love we are born with, like the ones we hold for guardians or parents from the tender first months of our lives , but other love takes time and genuine effort. Either way, whether you experience it through materialistic things or that special someone it's always there to change the way we view the world.
Love has infested my heart and head through many different forms. Miraculously, with 7 other kids to tend to my parents still make time for me and rejoice in my success. They worry when I'm gone and discipline me when necessary, but most of all love me even through my mistakes. I always can count on my mom for advice and my dad for knowledge and fun. With never- ending noise there are always exciting activities going on and when I need someone the most whether it's for a hug or a shoulder to lean on my brothers and sisters are always around to prove they care. I love them, not because I was instilled to, but because they are my life.
Sure family is always a reliable source of love, but maybe right now it doesn't feel like it. I bet your thinking " Who else do I have?". Well search outside of the box this Valentine's day for maybe a friend. I've had mine since I was three. He is truly one of the best people I know. With his brave personality, incredible talent, analytical mind, and generous source of hospitality he continues to break hearts in Tree Hill. In fact I sometimes forget that not long ago we were eating worms and taking baths in the nude. Of course our friendship wasn't always fun and games, we've had our fair share of ups and downs, like entering high school and finding it's made of nothing but drama and the classic cliques to dating people neither one of us cares strongly for, but amazingly we've made it through and I know with enough effort our friendship will continue to span decades and prosper. I love him because he doesn't care what people think and only loves me in return even when he knows he shouldn't through certain situations.
Lastly but certainly not least, take this Valentine's Day to reflect on that special someone if you have found them. My boyfriend has changed over this past year more than anyone else and I must certainly say for the better. Not long ago, I wasn't his biggest fan but despite everyone's opinions of me and my social standings he took interest and dug beneath the tough exterior of the "tutor girl". At the time he maybe had ulterior motives but as our lives continued down a path together I'd like to think they were washed away. Yeah he used to be cocky, and arrogant and maybe even unkind but underneath it all he had the sweetest heart ever. Maybe he was scared to break the image that he held for so long but as soon as he did people took notice and for the better. I like to think I had a little something to do with that. I loved him despite all the basketball bull, and parental crisis because I knew there was so much more to him. I love him because after a little push he was able to break down and throw all the negative thoughts and feelings out the window and went for what made him happy. That makes him a fighter and I know with his intelligence and wit he will not only make it to college but can aspire for the stars, and not because he has to but because he wants to. He is an amazing boy who has captivated my eye with his talent and my heart with his charming personality. I know he loves me, even if his friends don't approve, and I think I need to take the time to tell him something I've been wanting to say for a very long time. Keep in mind, this confession is going in print so I can't take it back, but even in a million years I don't think I would want to. I love you Nathan Scott and always will.
So there you have it. My confession as well as my latest edition of the monthly Tree Hill High's newspaper until next time. Remember this Valentine's Day is about shouting your love from the tree tops no matter who is watching, because it is certainly something to celebrate whether it's for a friend, family member, or lover. It's hard to admit your feelings but there's no better time than the present. Love makes us do crazy things, do you really think I would write this article any other day? Don't forget that somebody will always be there and that you should never stop loving despite what heartache or failures it could bring you because there is always going to be more love to go around. Never give up and keep searching for that special someone if you haven't found them, but for the time being grab a buddy or sibling and have some fun! Stray away from too many candy hearts, for sweet can easily turn sickly.
~Haley James
Nathan Scott, with a shaky hand, removed his reading glasses from the bridge of his nose and carefully placed them upon the wooden table beside him. With his free hand, he wiped a single tear from the corner of his eye nonchalantly, and tried his best to still his rapidly beating heart.
One month ago. This article was written one month ago and now she is gone. If only I had kept a better eye on her, if only I had been there to protect her. I can't give up, I have to find her because without her my life is worthless and I might as well be dead. I have to believe that she is okay, I have to believe that she is safe. She's strong, she can handle herself. Don't stop praying, don't stop the faith. She'll come home, you'll find her. They'll find her.
They'll find Haley and her kidnapper.
And if they don't, I will.
Prologue
February 14,2004
From the moment our small bodies are conceived from the womb of the proudest parent of all time, we immediately adapt to our environment. Upon first glance, yeah your surroundings are frightening and the people are intimidating, but we adjust and as we grow we eventually find out what we want and how to obtain it by learning a lesson.
The first lesson that is instilled within our heart and heads, is love. It begins in different forms and grows stronger as we get older. Some love we are born with, like the ones we hold for guardians or parents from the tender first months of our lives , but other love takes time and genuine effort. Either way, whether you experience it through materialistic things or that special someone it's always there to change the way we view the world.
Love has infested my heart and head through many different forms. Miraculously, with 7 other kids to tend to my parents still make time for me and rejoice in my success. They worry when I'm gone and discipline me when necessary, but most of all love me even through my mistakes. I always can count on my mom for advice and my dad for knowledge and fun. With never- ending noise there are always exciting activities going on and when I need someone the most whether it's for a hug or a shoulder to lean on my brothers and sisters are always around to prove they care. I love them, not because I was instilled to, but because they are my life.
Sure family is always a reliable source of love, but maybe right now it doesn't feel like it. I bet your thinking " Who else do I have?". Well search outside of the box this Valentine's day for maybe a friend. I've had mine since I was three. He is truly one of the best people I know. With his brave personality, incredible talent, analytical mind, and generous source of hospitality he continues to break hearts in Tree Hill. In fact I sometimes forget that not long ago we were eating worms and taking baths in the nude. Of course our friendship wasn't always fun and games, we've had our fair share of ups and downs, like entering high school and finding it's made of nothing but drama and the classic cliques to dating people neither one of us cares strongly for, but amazingly we've made it through and I know with enough effort our friendship will continue to span decades and prosper. I love him because he doesn't care what people think and only loves me in return even when he knows he shouldn't through certain situations.
Lastly but certainly not least, take this Valentine's Day to reflect on that special someone if you have found them. My boyfriend has changed over this past year more than anyone else and I must certainly say for the better. Not long ago, I wasn't his biggest fan but despite everyone's opinions of me and my social standings he took interest and dug beneath the tough exterior of the "tutor girl". At the time he maybe had ulterior motives but as our lives continued down a path together I'd like to think they were washed away. Yeah he used to be cocky, and arrogant and maybe even unkind but underneath it all he had the sweetest heart ever. Maybe he was scared to break the image that he held for so long but as soon as he did people took notice and for the better. I like to think I had a little something to do with that. I loved him despite all the basketball bull, and parental crisis because I knew there was so much more to him. I love him because after a little push he was able to break down and throw all the negative thoughts and feelings out the window and went for what made him happy. That makes him a fighter and I know with his intelligence and wit he will not only make it to college but can aspire for the stars, and not because he has to but because he wants to. He is an amazing boy who has captivated my eye with his talent and my heart with his charming personality. I know he loves me, even if his friends don't approve, and I think I need to take the time to tell him something I've been wanting to say for a very long time. Keep in mind, this confession is going in print so I can't take it back, but even in a million years I don't think I would want to. I love you Nathan Scott and always will.
So there you have it. My confession as well as my latest edition of the monthly Tree Hill High's newspaper until next time. Remember this Valentine's Day is about shouting your love from the tree tops no matter who is watching, because it is certainly something to celebrate whether it's for a friend, family member, or lover. It's hard to admit your feelings but there's no better time than the present. Love makes us do crazy things, do you really think I would write this article any other day? Don't forget that somebody will always be there and that you should never stop loving despite what heartache or failures it could bring you because there is always going to be more love to go around. Never give up and keep searching for that special someone if you haven't found them, but for the time being grab a buddy or sibling and have some fun! Stray away from too many candy hearts, for sweet can easily turn sickly.
~Haley James
Nathan Scott, with a shaky hand, removed his reading glasses from the bridge of his nose and carefully placed them upon the wooden table beside him. With his free hand, he wiped a single tear from the corner of his eye nonchalantly, and tried his best to still his rapidly beating heart.
One month ago. This article was written one month ago and now she is gone. If only I had kept a better eye on her, if only I had been there to protect her. I can't give up, I have to find her because without her my life is worthless and I might as well be dead. I have to believe that she is okay, I have to believe that she is safe. She's strong, she can handle herself. Don't stop praying, don't stop the faith. She'll come home, you'll find her. They'll find her.
They'll find Haley and her kidnapper.
And if they don't, I will.