(A/N: I'm not sure if the guy that Haley is touring with is Tyler or Chris … brain fart. Anyway, I'm putting Chris for now, but let me know which one it is so I can change it. And thank you to the eight people that reviewed. I love you guys!–NL)

"Is anyone here?" Brooke walked into her parents new house, looking around interested. It was empty, as expected, but at least she'd get a little time to herself to think about what had just happened, to—

"Brooke. You made it." Her cousin Salma commented, as Brooke almost laughed at her new appearance. She had dyed her naturally dark hair an unnatural jet black with a streak of rosy red in the front.

"Wow. I didn't think it was possible." Brooke scoffed.

"What?" Salma braced herself. She and Brooke were never really close, yet here they were, about to live in the same household again.

"You look like a normal human being." She responded as Salma shrugged.

"I'll take that as a compliment." She paused. "But you've been crying … broken heart?" Salma stopped eating her steamed vegetables and looked up, curiously.

"What would you know about it?" Brooke scoffed, dropping her bags and heading for the stairs.

"I know about that little country boy you fell in love with and how he didn't treat you right." Salma explained as Brooke looked away.

"How?"

"I met one of your friends from Tree Hill. He's waiting for you out on the patio … he's been there since ..." Salma explained as Brooke rushed to see who it was. Part of her was hoping and not hoping that it was Lucas. Yet, she was preparing herself to give him a lecture on stalking and—

"Brooke." Felix rushed over to her, embracing Brooke before she had a chance to react. "Shocked?" She nodded, literally speechless. He was the last person she had expected to see. Ever.

"So, how was touring?" Nathan questioned as Haley fidgeted with the glass of water he had given to her.

"It was okay." Haley nodded, laughing. "Actually, it was amazing. I could have never imagined how amazing until I experienced it. It's the one thing in my life that I could never give up."

"Oh." Nathan nodded hurt, as though Haley was implying that he was one of the disposable factors in her life.

"But then I realized that it was just a dream … I had lived out of the best part of it and that's why I'm here." Haley smiled unsurely. "Nathan, I'm through touring. It all made me realize how important and irreplaceable you are. I mean careers come and go, but marriage is forever." She explained as her cell phone started ringing. "I should get that."

"You do that." Nathan agreed, still processing what she had just said.

"Hello." Haley answered the phone, walking towards an empty room.

"Haley, where are you? Where have you been?" Chris demanded to know, sounding angry. "We had to do this show without you."

"Yeah. I know … I thought Michelle and the others told you." She paused. "I'm not touring with you guys anymore."

"What? You can't just walk out like that—Nathan talked you into this didn't he?" Chris growled, upset.

"No. I thought you were cool with this."

"Not since it's costing me my career … you're half of this act and sales are going to go down and … you can't do this Haley. Is this about what happened because I promised it wouldn't again?"

"No." She lied. "I'm over that." Haley touched her cheek softly. It was still stinging. "I really think you need to calm down."

"No. You need to come back. We really need you Haley. I need you to come back." Chris slurred and Haley knew what his problem was.

"You've been drinking. I thought you were quitting." She cut him off, ignoring Chris's protests. "Call me when you're sober." Haley threw down the phone. "Asshole!" She yelled to herself, jumping when she heard Nathan's footsteps behind her.

"Is everything all right?"

"Yeah." She hugged him tightly. "Now it is."

"Didn't you get a name or anything?" Luke asked Peyton as she handed him a business card that she wasn't even sure was legitimate. Somehow getting overly-involved in someone else's life was making him forget about Brooke.

"Yeah. Why are you so into helping me? It seems like I'm the last person you'd want to be around." Peyton sat next to Lucas on the couch, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I thought it would be easier than this." He admitted, laying the card beside him.

"Me too, but everything is a reminder of him." Peyton look Lucas's hand in hers. "It's like no distraction in the world is large enough to make me forget."

"I know what you mean." Lucas sighed. "So we know how we're going to spend our summer … moping."

"Maybe not." Peyton sat up suddenly. "I'm getting a brilliant idea—who says that we can't go and find them? We can make them appreciate our love and let us be apart of their lives."

"Who said I loved Brooke?" Lucas wondered, being defensive.

"Your tone says it all right there." She grinned. "Let's make this a road trip … and one of our best summers ever."

(A/N: Not much, but I don't know what to do with this story. Please tell me what you want. Much love! –NL)