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Lucas walked into the gym and paused. Nathan and Dan were standing near the hoop talking. Well, to Lucas it looked more like Dan picking Nathan apart and over exaggerating his weakness – not bending his knees enough when he shoots. The gym door opened again and slammed closed. Tim and a bunch of the guys walked in and straight past Lucas without a look or saying anything. They headed over to the bleachers and sat down waiting for Whitey. They didn't have to wait long.
Phweet! The sound of a whistle echoed inside the gym. Whitey was making his way to the bleachers. Nathan and Dan stopped shooting and Nathan joined the rest of the team on the bleachers. It was only then when Nathan noticed Lucas, still standing at the door.
"What? Are you lost or something?" He arrogantly yelled to Lucas.
Lucas said nothing and just looked from Nathan to Whitey.
"Are you deaf as well as dumb? I said are you lost?" Nathan called out again, causing a few laughs from his team.
Lucas turned on his heel and marched out the gym, slamming the door on his way. Nathan and the rest of the team laughed.
"You really showed him dawg!" Tim said.
Whitey scowled at the team. He looked up when he heard the door open again. Lucas walked back inside and over to the bleachers. He walked straight up to Nathan and stood face to face with him.
"No! I am not lost thank you, teammate," he spat out, still staring defiantly into Nathans eyes.
Nathan looked away towards Whitey's direction.
"Nathan, meet your fellow team member Lucas Scott. I think you know each other." Whitey said.
"What the hell is this Whitey? Why the hell is he joining my team? I don't remember you asking me about this!" Nathan said angrily.
"Well for starters Nathan it isn't your team and two I can put whoever the hell I damn well like on it! So get over it and start your suicides!" Whitey barked.
The team jumped up and began running laps. Nathan still stood there. He was fuming. They were going to pay. Lucas was going to pay. 'Wait till Dad here's about this' he thought.
"Nathan suicides! NOW!" Whitey growled. Nathan began his running.
Whitey looked back over at Lucas, "You're part of the team so that means you run suicides too!"
Lucas put his bag down and began running to the other side of the gym and back again, over and over again until he heard Whitey blow the whistle. The team was giving him threatening looks. 'Man this is going to be tough' he thought, grimacing.
Haley looked over at her clock. 8:33pm, it read. She then looked at her phone, wondering why Lucas hadn't called her yet. Right on cue, her phone rang.
"Hello?" she said, picking it up.
"Hey Haley, it's just me. Whatcha up to?" Lucas was on the other end.
"Hey Luke, just homework. I'm dying to hear how your first practice went!"
"Well it was intense. And I'm not talking about the drills Whitey had us practicing! I got the cold shoulder from the whole team for the duration of practice."
"Aww Luke I'm sorry. You shouldn't have to go through that. Maybe tomorrow will be different." Haley tried to think optimistically.
"Yeah well I highly doubt that. Nathan has the team wrapped around his stupid fat finger and they will do anything that he wants them too. Especially Tim. Tim is like his little watch dog."
Haley laughed, "Give him time Luke. He will come around. He will have to if you are going to play together."
"Haley, I am telling you. No matter what, Nathan will not accept me as a team member. Listen, I am really tired Haley. I'm going to bed. Talk to you tomorrow?"
"Of course Luke, night," Haley said.
"Night." The phone disconnected.
Haley sighed and hung up. Nathan will come round, she reasoned. Looking back at her homework spread out on her bed, she grabbed her pencil and began working her algebraic equations.
Lucas stood in front of his locker trying to find his book. He heard some voices yelling down the hall. Looking up he saw that it was Nathan. Nathan and his girlfriend were having an argument.
"Look Peyton I did come over to spend time with you!" Nathan said irritably.
"Yeah you came by Nathan, you and half the team! What do you need an audience to watch you greet your girlfriend by her locker? Well I hope your stupid audience can witness this: Nathan we are over!" Peyton cried angrily, slamming her locker closed. She stalked off down the hall towards Lucas. "What are you looking at?" she huffed at Lucas.
Lucas just watched her walk away from him and down the hall. Turning around he caught sight of Nathans face. He couldn't help but laugh. His face was shocked and annoyed that she dumped him; not the other way around. Lucas felt a tap on his shoulder. It was Haley.
"You just missed seeing Nathan knocked off his high horse by Peyton Sawyer." Luke laughed again.
"No, I saw it from down the hall. It isn't that funny Lucas. I'm sure being publicly dumped is really humiliating. Nobody deserves that, no matter who they are." Haley said.
"Haley what are you going on about? You and I both know that Nathan deserved that! Why are you disputing this?" Lucas said, with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Luke, I just don't think that anyone deserves something like that. You don't know anything about the relationship Nathan and Peyton had." Haley stood up for herself.
"I can't believe you are taking his side Haley! I thought I was your best friend!"
"Luke there is no sides! And I am your best friend!" Haley cried.
"Whatever Haley." Lucas growled before walking away.
"Luke!" Haley called out to his retreating figure, "Grrr!" she slammed her hand against the lockers.
Little did she know that Nathan had watched the whole argument from his spot down the hallway.
A/N: Well that was chapter 2! What did you guys think? Please Review!