After practice Peyton was heading to the locker room with Haley and Brooke when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist

After practice Peyton was heading to the locker room with Haley and Brooke when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist. She turned slowly and before she could react there were lips covering hers. Peyton broke away first. "Hey, Nathan," she said.

Nathan smiled at her. "Hey beautiful," he said, his hands playing with the bottom of her tank top. "So did you decide whether or not you're coming tonight?" he asked.

Peyton nodded. "Yeah, I'll be there. I'm bringing my friends Haley, though. All she does lately is tutor and she needs to get out more," she replied. She was about to say something else, but Nathan's lips were on hers again.

After a couple minutes of making out, Peyton pulled away. "I have to go change, or I'll never get out of here," she gave him one last quick kiss. "I'll see you later," she called over her shoulder as she walked to the locker room.

Haley was already changed back into her jeans and a tee-shirt. She was waiting for Peyton with Peyton's clothes in her hands. What surprised Peyton was that Brooke was standing with her, talking with her.

Peyton walked up to them slowly. Brooke was wearing a denim mini shirt and a white tank top. Peyton takes her clothes from Haley. "Hey, Peyt, I was just talking to Brooke. She'll be there tonight, too," Haley said.

Peyton nodded with a smile. "Cool, I'll see you there, then," she said before changing her clothes.

Brooke nodded at Peyton and Haley. "Well, I have to go meet Lucas. I'll see you guys later, then," she said before leaving the locker room.

When Peyton finishes changing she and Haley leave the locker room, too. They are the only ones still hanging around and when they get into Peyton's car, Peyton blasts her music.

When they get to their apartment Peyton goes to Haley's room, and opens her closet. "Let's see what you have here," she looked around, but found nothing that would be right for the party. She turned to Haley, who was lounging on her bed. "Now, I'm saying this is the nicest possible way, but your clothes suck, Hales," she said before going to her own room.

Haley rolled her eyes, but stayed on her bed. She was lying on her stomach, trying to do her homework. A few minutes later Peyton re-entered Haley's room, carrying some clothes. She tossed them at Haley. "Put them on," she said.

Haley reluctantly stood and pulled off her jeans. She pulled the black skirt on. "No, Peyt, no way. It doesn't even reach my knees," Haley said. The skirt fell to about two or three inches above her knees.

Peyton rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on Hales, it could be a lot shorter. I usually wear that skirt rolled at the waist at least once. Just wear it, for me, and the shirt, too," she said, giving Haley her puppy dog look.

Haley groaned but pulled off her tee-shirt to pull on the halter top that Peyton had given her. It was red and it wasn't really Haley's style, but she decided to wear it. "Okay, fine, but what about my hair and make-up?" she asked Peyton.

Peyton grinned. "I'll take care of that," she said as she pulled out Haley's computer chair. She pulled it over so the back of it was to the mirror in Haley's room. "Sit, I'll be right back with the stuff I need," she added before disappearing again.

A couple hours later Peyton and Haley were entering the party. Peyton had curled Haley's hair and though she went light on the make-up at Haley's insistence, it was still noticeable. She went from looking like a bookworm, to looking like someone who would be a cheerleader.

Peyton was wearing a plaid mini-skirt and a black tank top. She was wearing black combat boots to help pull off the punk look. She had left her curly hair down and she had lined her eyes in black and put on bright red lipstick. As a finishing touch she was wearing her black leather jacket.

Peyton turned to Haley, "I'm going to go get us some drinks and look for Nathan, okay?" she said. Haley didn't get a chance to reply before she had disappeared. Haley looked around helplessly and walked around, trying to stay out of the way of other people as she looked for someone she knew.

Nathan wasn't paying attention and he ran straight into her. He almost dropped his drink as Haley pushed him back, away from her. She looked up at him and as his eyes met hers, his apology died on his lips. They just stood there, the music pounding and people dancing all around them, but as their gazes were locked it was as if they were the only ones in the room.

Haley broke the eye contact first. Nathan shook his head slightly. "Hey, you're Peyton's friend, right? I'm really sorry about running into you," he said.

Haley nodded and looked up at him again, but didn't make eye contact. "No problem," she cleared her throat. "My name's Haley. Peyton's looking for you, I think, and she was looking for something to drink, too," she pointed in the direction she thought Peyton had gone.

Nathan looked at her for a minute before disappearing into the crowd. When he was gone Haley found a space to sit and sat, in the middle of the party going on around her, lost in her own thoughts.

In the kitchen, Peyton ran into Lucas. She noticed him from the basketball team and smiled. She didn't know what to say to him, but she knew she wanted to say something. "Where's the keg?" she asked.

Lucas pointed. There was a big group of people standing around it. Peyton felt a little bit stupid, but Lucas started speaking before she could say anything. "You're Peyton, right? I'm Lucas, I'm on the basketball team," he said.

Peyton nodded, but once again, before she could speak she was cut off. Brooke came up to Lucas and wrapped her arms around him. "Hey, Broody, how you doing?" she asked. Her speech was slurred and both Lucas and Peyton could tell she was already drunk.

Peyton smiled at Lucas again before leaving him alone with his girlfriend. She got a couple of cups of beer and went back into the living room to find either Nathan or Haley. She couldn't find Haley, but she did run into Nathan. He pulled her close with his hand that wasn't carrying his drink, and kissed her. "Dance with me," he said.

Both of Peyton's hands were full, so she downed her beer first, then the other one. She tossed the empty cups down as Nathan tossed his own cup aside, then she took his hand and led him to the dance floor. She grinded her hips against his and could already feel the alcohol working.

Lucas had deposited his girlfriend in his bed, then rejoined the party. As he was walking through the house he noticed a girl sitting down, staring at nothing. He cautiously approached her. "Hey," he tapped her shoulder a few times before she snapped out of her reverie. "Are you okay?" he asked.

The girl smiled reassuringly. "Yeah, thanks. I was just thinking. This isn't really my scene. My friend dragged me here tonight," she said.

Lucas nodded. "Yeah, I live here, so when my brother throws parties I'm kind of stuck with them. My girlfriend is pretty into the whole scene, too," he said.

The girl looked nervous now, like she thought she had offended him. She stuttered for a bit, trying to find something to say. Lucas laughed and held up his hands. "No, seriously, I'm over the party scene. The only reason I allow my brother to throw the parties is because my girlfriend has fun and when she gets too drunk I can leave her in my bedroom," he reassured her.

It finally clicked in her mind who she was talking to. "So you're Lucas Scott, Nathan Scott's brother," she said. Lucas nodded. "I'm Haley James. I'm a cheerleader. The only reason I'm here is because of my friend Peyton," she said, holding out her hand to him.

Lucas looked at her hand. He smirked. "No one shakes hands anymore," he said, but he shook her hand any way. He felt some kind of weird connection to her, not in any boyfriend/girlfriend type way, but in a just friends way.

A/N: Okay, here's chapter two. Is it good? I want things kind of to be the same as in the actual show, but it's different. I'd like to hear your feedback, though, so tell me what you think. Don't worry, this fic will not take away from my other fic. The idea just came to me and I had to write it.

Disclaimer: I don't, in any way, own any part of One Tree Hill.