"No Way! You've got to be kidding me! I refuse to do that!" I stopped pacing the court and looked both my coach and publicist in the eye. "You can't make me."

"Nathan, what's the problem? High school reunions are fun." Larry, my PR man, told me.

"Not when you had my experience in HS!"

"Nate, this is up for debate." My coach responded.

"What if I don't go?" I definently asked.

"You'll be benched for the rest of the season." He said as if it was no big deal.

"HA! Yea I'm the best small forward you have. You would lose the season without me." I continued laughing as if this was a joke.

"Nathan, you realize that in your contract it says I can pull you from my team at anytime, and no other team can draft you until it has expired in 3 years." My face went white. I never thought that signing a clause like that would turn around and bite me in the ass.

"I just can't, I'm sorry."

"Awe, did you break all the girls hearts?" Larry taunted.

"Shut-up!"

"Dude, your going to that reunion whether you like it or not." Larry said handing me my plane ticket. I glanced at the dates, I was leaving tomorrow for a two week stay in my own personal hell.

"Two weeks?" I demanded.

"Nathan, we want to get publicity of you with your family and friends. You have an itinerary here with everything you'll be expected to do, and be."

"What the hell! Why?"

"Nathan we want you to be the face of the Los Angelas Lakers!" Coach said excitedly showing me the vision that him and my publicist cooked up.

"This is ridiculous!" I said leaving the court. Two weeks in Tree Hill, with my mom, my dad, Lucas, Peyton, and oh my god Haley. I would have to face my ex-wife.

Diving down I-10 I called my brother, I had to find somewhere to stay other than my parents house. "What's up buddy?" I said before he could say anything.

"You must have the wrong number, because my brother never calls me. I would have thought that he was dead except for the tabloids who show him out with the hottest starlet, Kylie Bryan."

"Come on Luc give me a break."

"What's up Nathan?"

"So you got the letter?"

"Yea, 5 yr reunion, what a joke!"

"I know, and there would be no way that I was gonna come, except that my coach threatened me. Larry and him see me as the face of the Lakers, and I have no choice but to go along with it."

"Yea, well I'm already in Tree Hill so I might as well right?"

"Man, can I stay with you?"

"That's not a good idea. The kids, man I'm sorry."

"Yea, I guess your right. How are they anyways?"

"Oh Brad is turning out just like his Uncle Nate, and Shauna she is beautiful. I can't wait for you to see them. You haven't seen them since they were born, well except for pictures."

"Yea, and Peyton?"

"Hasn't called in 3 yrs."

"Oh man. Well I'll just stay in the Hotel then."

"When is this reunion anyways?"

"It's in a week, and I get to stay for 2 weeks. Lucky me."

"See ya!"

"Adios!"