A/N: Well the difficult thing about the oth fanfiction page is there is so many stories, it's hard to keep bumped :). So I'll just have to keep updating. But please review so I know I'm not doing this for nothing. Thanks everyone who takes the time to read and review your the best!

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The rain hadn't lasted. That rainy Saturday came and gone. And Lucas and Haley couldn't have been happier.

When Monday came, Lucas could tell that it would be hot that day. It was a nice day. The day where you wake up before your alarm because the warm morning sun comes flooding in your window and you just can't sleep any longer.

Lucas Scott pulled on some shorts and a white wife beater and headed to his kitchen following the smell of waffles.

"Yum mom you shouldn't have" he said as he readily grabbed a plate and piled them up. A clear demonstration, that he was glad she had.

"It's a good morning I figure you deserved a good start." She smiled at him and pecked him on the forehead.

"Moooom!" he whined.

"Oh leave me alone before I cut you off." she laughed.

Lucas defensively pulled the plate of breakfast towards him with a frightened, wide eyed look that made his mother chuckle.

"Lucas." She said seriously. "I love you but you're a dork." She ruffled his hair a bit and walked from the room.

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After he had successfully replaced his hair, Lucas hopped into his new, black, Infinity G35 4D. It was a nice car. Which was a bit of an understatement. And his mom certainly couldn't have afforded it.

Fortunately for Lucas, his dad, Dan Scott had decided to start being generous. He had spent most of his child hood hating his brother Nathan who was Dan's other son.

Backtrack. Here's the scoop. Dan and Lucas' mom Karen were high school sweethearts. Prom king and queen. Dan was popular and a basketball star at the school. He was able to obtain a scholarship. Unfortunately Karen got pregnant. Dan left. Just left. And all he left was a note saying he had to follow his dreams.

In an odd twist of fate, Dan met a girl in college right off the bat named Deb. And oh look, she gets pregnant. Sucks for her right? Not so much. Dan decided for whatever reason, that she and their son, Nathan, were worth sticking by.

Imagine how awkward it was when Karen and Lucas, and Dan's new family both end up back in Tree Hill.

Awkward factor 8.

So long story short Dan was an ass. He constantly talked of nothing but basketball, and being that he gave up his dream due to Deb and a bad knee, Nathan was expected to live out his dream for him.

Poor boy.

But Nathan was also an ass. I guess that's what you get with Dan Scott as a father. Except for Lucas, but then again I guess that doesn't count.

Yet for some reason Since High School had started Dan made an effort with both son's.

Of course the effort pretty much still meant being an ass but now it had benefits. Hence the nice ride.

Sure Nate and Luke grew to hate each other. In fact when the basketball coach Whitey asked Lucas to join the team Dan had encouraged Nathan to do all in his power to keep Lucas from joining. But to keep it short, without all the gory details, and mean pranks, The two boy's had come to an understanding. Now they were pretty close, and because of that fact and the fact that Lucas has finally been accepted by the team, Dan decided to start playing daddy dearest.

Of course it was in a 'No more wire hangers' sort of way. Lucas had a sneaking suspicion that it had something to do with the fact that Dan wanted to keep him in line from stealing Nate's b-ball glory.

Nathan was team captain. At 6 foot 4, with Dark brown hair, and ocean blue eyes, he was also a lady's man. Even being friends with Lucas didn't stop him from being kind of a player. Lucas didn't approve, and Nathan didn't care.

Currently he was dating Brooke Davis. And ironically, they didn't seem to like each other much. But she was head cheerleader and he was team captain, so they just sort of fit.

Brooke was your typical cheer slut. She had a good heart, and deep down she was a wonderful person. She just got caught up in it all, and not wanting to lose her queen B status, she let herself become a bitch. With Brown hair and the most distinct dimples known to man, she was definitely the female equivalent to Nathan.

Lucas drove into Tree Hill Highs' enormous parking lot, and was ecstatic to find one of the first parking slots to be vacant. This was proving to be a good day!

"Hey loser" called a voice.

Lucas whirled around to face a large black Lexus RX 330, which sheltered none other than Nathan.

"Hey man" Lucas replied, as he approached the rolled down window and pounded fists with his younger brother.

"How the hell'd you get that lucky of a parking spot."

Lucas smirked.

"Don't be jealous."

"Trust me I'm not. See you in first period man."

"Later"

And with that Nate was off, speeding down the parking lot towards a cluster of available spots.

Lucas laughed and continued into the school. After meeting up with Haley, he headed off to his first class.

Calculus.

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Peyton awoke that morning, and unlike everyone else, was appalled to see sun sparkling through her blinds. It was much easier to remain unnoticed when the weather was horrible and people were feeling dull.

With this amazing weather, people would be alert and happy.

Shit.

She pulled herself up from her bead and took long, deliberate steps towards her closet. She carefully picked out a dark blue Voxtrot T-shirt, and some plain denim jeans. Nothing to conspicuous of course.

She threw her sketchpad, a pencil pouch with art supplies and other stuff, her i pod and her cell phone into an Atreyu bag. Music and Art were the two things that could take her mind off things. She had the best music collection around, and her room was filled with albums and her art.

They were the only two things she could rely on, and she wasn't letting them go.

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Calculus had gone pretty decent. Lucas' day was getting better by the minuet. And he was pretty sure it couldn't get any more great. Heck even calculus was being polite to him today. Thank God for Haley, was all he could think.

Then during third period, English, he saw her.

Beautiful.

He had walked into class a couple minuets early and there she was. A head full of soft looking shiny curls that he wanted suddenly to touch, and an i-pod glued to her ears.

'Maybe this is that new girl Mr. Sawyer was talking about' ,he thought to himself.

He knew he had to make her acquaintance. And soon.

Since now one was in class yet there were empty seats everywhere. He went to take a seat next to her, and her eyes flickered to him.

But only for a moment. And he wasn't sure quite what he saw there.

Fear? Melancholy? He couldn't place it exactly. But as soon as her eyes had flickered to him, they flickered away just as quickly.

Suddenly she seemed to be trying extra hard to focus on the empty notepad in front of her.

"Hi, I noticed I've never seen you before. I'm Lucas. Are you Peyton Sawyer?"

No reply.

"I met your dad the other day at my moms Cafe. He was looking for some help with school registration."

Nope.

"What are you gonna draw?" It was obvious it was a sketchpad.

Nothing.

"Hello?"

Confusion.

Silence.

Awkward.

"Another day I call and never speak
And you would say nothings changed at all
And I can't feel much hope for anything
If I won't be there to catch you if you fall"

Suddenly she picked up her things, glared at him, and moved to another seat.

He slumped in the chair she had just left.

He didn't know why she ignored him. Something was telling him that she wasn't one of those girls. Bitches who never gave anyone the time of day.

Something was different.

Almost wrong.

And again he couldn't place it.

And it bothered him more than it should have from a girl he didn't know.

"Again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
It won't be long
But somethings always wrong"

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A/N: Well there's the first encounter. It was kinda of a filler but certainly necessary. The way I have the story in my head so far, it'll be a lot of angst and self discovery. Again, I'm open to ideas or criticism... and reviews of course! Lyrics by Toad the Wet Sprocket "Somethings always wrong".