Note: Whoa you guys are great! I lovelovelove reviews! Seriously, I saw the first few after I posted and it seriously motivated me to write more. I would have written/posted more last night but I had volleyball practice and we're training for JOs and needless to say I was exhausted. I probably won't be able to post this weekend either because I have a national qualifier. But don't fear, another chapter is headed your way soon! Sorry bout the long note, I was just excited. Enjoy!

Same in Any Language

Bright lights streamed through the window and scattered all over the room occupying a currently hung over Haley James.

"Go away sun." Haley mumbled while pulling the covers over her head. She tried her best to go back into the peaceful slumber she had just experienced moments before, but karma wasn't in her favor today.

"Haley J! You aren't out of bed yet!?" Brooke shrieked from the doorway, Haley threw her pillow over her head, "Hop to it little missy!"

"Ah, loud noises." Haley whimpered from under her pillow.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Hales." Brooke said, lowering her voice a bit, "how are you feeling?"

"Like my ears are bleeding." Haley mumbled.

"Seriously Hales."

Haley sighed and slowly pulled the pillow away from her head, "Like every other time, Brooke. Nauseous, disgusted, and Christopher's back."

"Ah, poor Christopher, he never was a well liked elephant." Brooke shook her head, smiling slightly, and sat beside her friend on the bed.

Christopher was the name of Brooke's first high school boyfriend, and after he cheated on her, she numbed the pain with Jack Daniels, in the morning she had woken up with a headache so huge, the only way to describe it was with the enormity of an elephant and the elephant was to be named Christopher. He'd be visiting Haley a bit too often for Brooke's liking.

"Lucky for you, this cures that." Brooke stated handing Haley a concoction.

Haley scowled at the pinkish brown liquid.

"Don't ask what's in it, because I'm not going to tell you. Just drink." Brooke commanded.

Brooke and Haley weren't ordinary friends, no, there was nothing really ordinary about them. Both were famous, but neither participated in the fakeness and petty gossip. Brooke and Haley had a unique friendship; nothing could get in between them, not boys, not rumors, not parents, nor principles. They'd gone through their whole life together, from cheerleading competitions and nagging teachers to cheating boyfriends and absentee parents to dealing with death and the perils of fame. They shared everything from clothes and inside jokes to secrets and tears. It was Haley and Brooke against the world, and as far as Haley was concerned, that's all they needed.

Now it may sound like they're best friends, but they're not; they're so much more. Nothing could touch them, not even their diversities.

Up until the shooting Haley had always been the responsible one, always doing what was asked of her, never following her heart. Brooke, on the other hand, was the party girl. There was nothing more important to Brooke (besides Haley) then a good time, and she'd do anything to have one. People wondered how the two beauties even knew each other.

But when Taylor and Ryder died something inside Haley snapped and she became even more rebellious than her free-willed companion: cutting class, binge drinking, she was falling from grace and Brooke was trying her best to catch her.

Pretty soon it became a routine, Haley drank herself into a stupor, while Brooke scrambled about, picking up the pieces, trying to convince herself it was just a phase; but deep down she knew it was a cry for help.

Sitting there now, beside her best friend as she listed the extremities of her symptoms, Brooke decided it was time she and Haley needed to get away, no question about it.

"So Lucas called last night." Brooke stated after a moment of silence.

"Oh, the notorious Lucas Scott, and what did you converse with him about?" Haley asked sniffing the drink Brooke gave her, and immediately scowling after.

"Converse? Seriously Hales, even when your hung over?" Brooke laughed, "He wants me to visit him in LA."

"So you guys might actually meet before you get married?" Haley asked with a gasp.

"Oh, shut up. Just because we haven't known each other that long doesn't mean we don't know each other, you can't say someone's not in lov-"

"Not in love because they haven't known each other that long." Haley finished, "And I know that sounds great and all Brooke, but 3 months?"

"When you know, you know." Brooke shrugged.

Haley sighed, "And you know I'm happy for you right?"

Brooke nodded, "I know." A comfortable silence passed over the two friends, before Brooke spoke again.

"Well I was hoping you would come with me, you know meet him in person, get away from New York for awhile."

"And into LA? That doesn't really sound like it would help much." Haley took a small sip out of her cup, and scrunched her nose at it.

"Please Hales? I really want you to meet him before we get married, your option matters to me, I want you to love him." Brooke begged.

"I love you, which means I love him by association."

"Seriously Hales. Please? For me?"

Haley took a defeated sigh, not really seeing a reason not to, "Sure Brooke, I'll meet Squinty."

"And when you do, could you not call him that?" Brooke nudged her friend.

"I won't.. at least not to his face." Haley gave a cheeky grin.

Brooke wrapped her arms around her friend, "Thanks."

Haley hugged Brooke back, "No problem. Now about this drink.."

--

"Let's play the airplane game." Haley stated as she looked out her window in first class.

"Hales.." Brooke started to object.

"Please Brookie," Haley whined, using Brooke's childhood nickname, "you know it helps calm me down with these stupid things." Haley raised her arms and dropped them on her armrests.

"Fineeeeee." Brooke dramatized the whole ordeal, really she didn't mind playing the airplane game with Haley, she was just a tad nervous to be seeing Lucas in less than 6 hours.

Haley smiled and clapped her hands, arousing a few heads to turn their way, but Haley just ignored them. "Mk, so where is that one going?" Haley asked, pointing at a plane taking off from the runway.

Brooke smiled at her friend, "That one's going to Jamaica."

"And why are they going to Jamaica?" Haley pushed.

"To get a killer tan." Brooke shrugged.

Haley turned to Brooke and frowned, "That was weak."

"Sorry, guess I didn't give it my best."

Haley patted her knee, "That's okay, give me one."

Brooke pointed to a plane landing, "What are they coming back from."

Haley tapped a finger on her chin, "That one holds 4 friends that just got back from an incredible adventure. You see one of the friends had a fiancé that she was dying for her best friend to meet. And her friend liked him so much, she decided that the others should see where they came from."

Brooke smiled, "4 friends eh?"

Haley nodded, "2 girls, best friends. 1 of the girl's fiancé and 1 hottie that the other friend met in LA."

"So did they all hit it off?" Brooke questioned, eager to know the answer.

"Well duh." Haley rolled her eyes.

"Thanks buddy." Brooke leaned into her friend for a side hug.

Haley smiled and hugged her best friend back, "Now where's that one going?"

--

"Haley, shut up!" Brooke was laughing hysterically and attracting the attention of the other first class passengers. They had long ago abandoned the airplane game; it's much harder to play when you're in the air.

"I'm serious, we need a code name or something." Haley said exasperated.

"Why?" Brooke questioned.

"Say I need to tell you something really important about your fiancé and I can't seem to separate you two, how am I going to tell you what's going on?"

"What could you possibly need to tell me that my fiancé couldn't hear?" Brooke rolled her eyes.

Haley took a minute to think, "What if he has toilet paper coming out of that back of his pants, it'd be embarrassing if I pointed it out."

Brooke sighed.

"Exactly! So my vote is either Squinty or Fabio or.. you said he was really Broody right?" Haley stated.

"Not Squinty Haley, seriously." Brooke tried to reason.

"Fine, Fabio it is then."

"Haley, you're not going to call my fiancé Fabio."

"Okay, Broody it is."

"No its not."

"Yes it is."

"Geez, your frustrating." Brooke stated rubbing her temples.

"Oh, you love me. Now about our code names.." Haley continued.

"We have code names?"

"Of course." Haley rolled her eyes.

"Why?"

"Because its fun."

"Whatever."

"So I'll choose yours, and you can choose mine." Haley concluded.

"Tutor-girl." Brooke replied instantly.

"Going old school, eh? Fine, I think we'll go with Cheery." Haley smiled wickedly.

Brooke crossed her arms, "Fine."

"So 'Operation Awesome' is a go." Haley stated in deep voice.

"Operation Awesome?"

"Well we couldn't very well call it, 'Operation plan Cheery's wedding with her fiancé who we're calling Broody so he doesn't know that we're talking about him, when indeed we are' now could we?" Haley explained.

"Well how bout, 'Operation get Tutor-girl and Broody to get along.'"

"Nah," Haley dismissed, "It doesn't have the flow 'Operation Awesome' does."

Brooke rolled her eyes.

--

Brooke and Haley strolled through the airport after getting their bags.

"So where is he supposed to meet us?" Haley asked, dropping her bags to the ground.

"Um.. here?" Brooke replied, looking around the airport for her fiancé.

"Late? Points deducted." Haley pretended to check off an invisible list.

"Brooke!?" A male voice shouted from behind them.

"Luke!" Brooke shrieked and jumped into the arms of a tall, sandy-blonde man wearing jeans and a blue polo and kissed him.

"I missed you." Brooke spoke softly, pressing their foreheads together.

"I missed you too, baby." Lucas put her back on her feet, and planted a kiss on her forehead.

Lucas noticed the petite blonde standing to the side, "And you must be Haley, it so good to finally meet you." Lucas said extending his hand.

"You too." Haley raised an eyebrow as if inspecting him.

"So do you guys want to get something to eat? I know this great little café that serves the best macaroni and cheese you will ever taste." Lucas said, hoping to get some brownie points from his fiancé's best friend.

Haley gave an approving nod and broke out into a smile, "Looks like Broody's done his homework."

Brooke gave Haley a 'behave' look.

Lucas grabbed their bags and headed out to the car, Haley linked arms with Brooke and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry Cheery, 'Operation Awesome' is a go." And placed a kiss on the side of her head.