Peyton rested her head on Nathan's chest, her tears soaking his shirt, not aware of anything else around her, not even aware when Lucas stopped in doorway of Nathan's doorway, watching her. As he watched the girl he loved, his brother, his eyes filled up with tears once again.
Lucas walked out the room and into hallway, unable to handle watching his brother in that hospital bed. 'I should done something; I should stopped him 'thoughts ran through his mind while he walked out into the waiting room.
He reached from his cell in his pocket, dialing a number. "Hello?" he heard Jake's voice on the other end after only couple rings.
"Jake, its Lucas"
"Luke? Is everything all right?"
"There was an accident. It's Nathan. He's in hospital, and not doing so far. Peyton is pretty upset. You got to come back to Tree Hill" There was a silence on other end for few seconds.
"Lucas, I can't come back…."
"Come back, for Peyton. She needs you" He flipped his cell closed before Jake had a chance to say anything else.
Meanwhile, Peyton kept her head on Nathan's chest. "Nathan, please open your eyes, squeeze my arm if you can hear me. Don't… leave" She said, her voice soft. Peyton felt her eyes getting heavy with sleep. Before she even realized, her eyes closed and she drifted into sleep.
It was the start of a new life for Peyton Sawyer. The spunky, brooding, girl walked into a new life. The life of a high school student. As she entered the world of Tree Hill High, Peyton walked through the doors of jocks, cheerleaders, nerds, your typical high school cliques. Peyton had missed her first class because she was too scared. Finally her father made her go to school. Her next class was English. She walked down the blue and black halls. Rows of lockers passed her as she walked towards the back of the building. It was clear that Peyton was late for her next class. She finally found the room and entered.
As she stepped into the room, the teacher stopped in the middle of her introduction. She stopped in her tracks as she felt the eyes of her fellow classmates. "Ah, Miss Sawyer I presume. Welcome to My English Nine Class. My name is Mrs. Ackles. Please take a seat. I'm just talking a bit about myself." Peyton looked around the classroom. She knew that she was going to be the odd one out. She scanned the room for an empty seat. She saw one in the back and walked towards it without a word.
Peyton reached her seat. She took her backpack off and placed it next to her as she sat down. She looked around and saw the students look back at the teacher. Mrs. Ackles continued on with her introduction. Already bored, Peyton opened up her messenger bag and pulled out a drawing pad. She, then, pulled out a pencil and opened up the pad to a picture she had begun drawing.
As Peyton drew, she noticed a guy who was sitting next to her. She just looked at him, his eyes, his smile. Realizing she was staring, she went back to her drawing. "Guess i am not only who think this class is dull, can she be more boring?" he whispered to her as she looked up and laughed a bit
"Mrs. Sawyer is there something you like share with the class?" teacher asked as everyone looked at her as se blushed and slid down in her seat. The guy that was talking to her just looked at her and let out a small quiet laugh. Peyton just sat there and looked down as the teacher continued to talk.
Finally the bell had rung. Peyton gathered up her things and waited for everyone to leave. She was the last one to walk out of her class. As she stepped out of the room, she was surprised to see the guy standing by the room. Peyton looked over at him, every time she did, her heart raced. She never quite felt like that around guy before, she was never the shy one. She swallowed. She couldn't help but wonder why he was still here. Was he waiting for her? Yea right. She thought to herself as she held books close to her. "Hey…What you still doing here?" she asked him anxiosly.
"I was waiting for you" He responded as she looked at him and gave him a shy smile, she couldn't understand why she was feeling this waY. She never had this problem before. Not around guy, not around anyone. She was outgoing one. Where was her best friend Brooke when she needed her so that she wouldn't make a complete fool out of herself, on first day of high school. Like she did in that class. That was moment she wanted to just erase. "I am Nathan. Nathan Scott and you are?" He asked her as he extended his hand towards hers.
That's when the blonde froze. She couldn't even seem to say her own name. It's like everything went totally blank. What was about this guy that made her act this way? She swallowed as she looked at his hand, which seemed to be forever. "P-Peyton Sawyer" she said as she took his hand and shook smiled over at her. There was something about him, something different from the other guys.
"Peyton. Beautiful name for beautiful girl. Let me walk you to your next class" he said as she felt her cheeks heating up, she looked down for a guy was making her first day even more felt his hand take hers. "Lead the way" he told her as she saw him give her another smile that she couldn't resist as she just nodded, walking towards her next class with him.