Thank God you did it,

Yeah, it's done,

It's over but it was fun,

When I look back and reminicse.

I'll remember this,

That you were too late every time,

Your words never did rhyme,

The glass was always half empty,

Cause you never did love me.

"Are You Happy Now?" by Renee Cassar

I was darting around my room, searching for things to wear. Haley and Peyton were both sitting on my bed. I had made them sit there for almost an hour already while I picked clothes for all of us. Finally, I was positive I'd found the right outfits, so I threw the clothes at my best friends as I wriggled into my own. My outfit was a pair of skin-tight dark jeans with a pair of tall black leather boots and a red, sequined V-neck tank top. I curled my hair and applied my makeup, putting some red lipstick on and pinning one side of my hair with a black clip.

Haley entered my room, looking slightly self concious. She wore an emerald green halter dress that was pretty short and a pair of green pumps. Her hair was in long, thick waves, and she wore natural makeup. I smiled at her.

"Ah! Tutor Girl, you look HOT!" I shrieked. She blushed but smiled.

Peyton entered last, in a pair of black silk shorts, black ballet flats, a white tank top, and a black, cropped and tight tuxedo vest. Her hair was straight, which was unusual, and she had her usual dark eye makeup on. Haley and I grinned at her.

"Rocker girl chic," Haley smiled. "I love it."

"Why thank you," Peyton said. "Now let's blow this popsicle stand."

I looked at her oddly before laughing with Haley as the three of us left the huge house. We decided to take my car and leave the top up, so that our hair wasn't completely destroyed. Nathan had given us directions the day before, at the Rivercourt. We had ended up getting in Jake's car with the guys and going to the basketball court. We met a few other guys, Skillz, Mouth, and Junk. They were all really cool, and we got along well with them. The only person that I couldn't seem to get along with was Lucas Scott, the blonde, brooding, totally frustrating but totally hot Scott twin.

"So, what grade are you guys in?" Brooke asked, attempting to make conversation.

"We're gonna be juniors at Tree Hill High," Jake answered, looking in his mirror to check on his daughter. She was strapped into the seat next to Peyton, who was cooing at the little baby. He smiled crookedly and Peyton looked up, feeling eyes on her, her cheeks coloring lightly.


"We're gonna be juniors, too," Haley said, trying to save Peyton more embarrassment.

"What brought you three out here anyway?" Nathan asked. The girls exchanged looks before all blurting out random answers.

"Erm...you know...I heard they had...um...a good library," Haley stuttered out.


"Music scene," Peyton exclaimed. "I heard there was a good one. You know, on the internet and stuff."

Brooke looked around the car awkwardly as Lucas and Nathan looked to her with raised eyebrows. She looked at the orange ball rolling by her feet. "BASKETBALL!"

"You play basketball?" Lucas said incredulously. Brooke, deciding to go along with her lie, nodded. He burst out laughing.

"What?" she said, offended.

"Just...you...playing...basketball," Lucas gasped out through his laughter. "I mean...you're just...such a spoiled...brat!"

Brooke's jaw dropped and she crossed her arms. "Don't even claim to know me! You've known me for all of about what, an hour? Maybe less?"

Lucas stopped laughing and cocked an eyebrow. "I know your type. You're just a trust fund girl who gets everything handed to her on a platter and who has slept with everyone in school."

Brooke swallowed hard, suppressing all emotion. "SHUT UP!" Haley suddenly yelled at him. "Just...stop okay? I thought this was gonna be cool, making new friends. Maybe you should just...pull over, Jake. We can walk back to our car."

"No!" Nathan said, elbowing his brother. "Lucas is just being stupid. Please, stay."

Peyton and Haley looked to Brooke, who reluctantly nodded. She could tell that her friends wanted to stay so badly. Anything for friends, right?

When we pulled up in front of the club, Jake, Lucas, and Nathan were waiting for them, a redhead girl throwing herself at Nathan, who looked annoyed. Haley glared for a moment before shaking it off. I smiled at her encouragingly, and she blushed red.

"C'mon, girls," I said with a wink. "Let's get us some man-candy!" Peyton rolled her eyes affectonately while Haley's eyes instinctively went to Nathan. Peyton and I smirked to each other, wordlessly agreeing to do something about Haley's crush on Nathan.

"Hey ladies," Nathan greeted smoothly. Within knowing him for a little more than a day, I had deduced that he was basically the female version of me, or who I used to be, more correctly. I was really trying hard to fix myself.

"Hey Nathan," we said at the same time, allowing the boys to lead the way into the club. Nathan immediately dragged Haley onto the dance floor, while Jake nervously asked Peyton to dance. Lucas and I stood there awkwardly. He turned a faint shade of red as he looked at me, and I raised my eyebrows.

"Like what you see?" I smirked. He scoffed, rather rudely in my opinion.

"You wish." A group of about five guys came up to me, all hitting me with their cheesiest pick up lines. I rolled my eyes at first but saw how ticked off Lucas suddenly looked, and so I batted my eyelashes and accepted the cutest one's invitation to the dance floor. He looked older, and slightly seedy, but I didn't care as I flounced off with a triumphant look to Lucas. He just continued to brood at the bar. I mean, really, did he ever smile?

While I grinded up against the semi-cute boy, another one went to go get me a drink. I could see Haley and Nathan dancing pretty close together. Jake and Peyton were leaving the dance floor to go sit in one of the booths. I winked suggestively at Peyton, who narrowed her eyes jokingly at me. I learned that the guy I was dancing with was named Trent, and that his friend who was fetching me a drink was Derk. Yeah, I'm not even kidding. Derk.

The guy brought my drink to me and the three of us went over to a booth. I was thristy after dancing so intensely, so I chugged the soda in record time. Both guys looked pretty satisfied with themselves, but I didn't think anything of it. I could feel Lucas's eyes on me, but I suddenly didn't really care.

After that, time was sort of a blur. I remember flirting up a storm with Trent and Derk, trying to make Lucas angry, and I remember Haley looking at me strangely and asking if I was okay. I remember Peyton suggesting that they take me home, and I remember Trent and Derk offering to do it, as not to spoil their night. I found myself agreeing dizzily and leaving the club with the two guys who were looking more attractive by the minute.

When I got them to my house, they asked to come in, and I agreed, not thinking much of it in my weird state. I went upstairs, for some weird reason expecting them to just hang out downstairs. I stumbled into my room and was really, really surprised when Trent snapped the door shut behind him and Derk pulled out a video camera. I just giggled slightly and sat down on my bed, feeling nauseated. In an instant, Trent was on top of me, kissing me hard while Derk laughed oddly behind the camera. Voices and sights were distorted, I was confused, I didn't want this. I didn't like this guy; I only used him to piss off Lucas.

Soon, he was yanking at my clothes. I then began to struggle, to scream, to fight back. My top was torn off of me, a loud ripping sound notifying me of this event. He began to unbutton my pants and yank them off. There was a loud pounding at the door, and he automatically placed all of his weight on top of me after pulling his shirt off hastily. He attached his lips to mine. I couldn't move and I couldn't scream. I could hear Lucas's vocie at first, before he picked the lock on the door. Derk hid behind it, letting the camera remain on its stand. I heard him exclaim in disgust and call me a slut before storming out the door. I felt tears burn my cheeks. Trent didn't get off of me until I heard Lucas's truck roar down the street.

"Stop it!" I screamed. "Get off of me!" My words were slurred, they weren't making a lot of sense.

"Shut up, you stupid whore," Trent laughed, backhanding me. I waited for a sting to come, but it didn't. My body was numb, and I felt nothing. I closed my eyes as tears fell down my face, my body limp and unable to continue to fight.

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Peyton and Jake sat in their little booth, talking about everything and anything. Peyton spun her plastic cup in her hands nervously before blurting out the question that had been on her mind all night.

"What's the story, behind Jenny? Who's her mom? Why aren't you together?"

Jake sighed tiredly, and for a moment, Peyton thought he was angry until he offered her a weak smile. "Her mom's name is Nikki. She's a bartender, who's way older than us. It was a one night stand gone wrong. She abandoned her at birth, and I've had her ever since. I'm terrfied she'll try to get custody of Jenny; that little girl is my life."

Peyton put her hand over his. "I'm sorry you had to go through that."

Jake shook his head. "I regret it being Nikki, but I don't regret Jenny. I just wish her mother was someone better...someone like you." He said the last part quietly, almost inaudibly. Peyton smiled at him and squeezed his hand.

"I'm glad I came tonight, Jake."

"Me too, Peyt. Me too."

Meanwhile, Nathan and Haley were leaving the dance floor, looking out of breath. Haley yawned. "Man, I am so tired."

"You want me to take you home?" Nathan offered. Haley looked over at Peyton and Jake, and immediately noticed their clasped hands. Not wanting to destroy the moment, she accepted his offer and climbed into the front seat of his car. They talked about life, and their dreams, and their fears. Suddenly, Haley wasn't so tired anymore.

"You know, I don't really want to go home yet," Haley said. "Who knows what Brooke is doing with that guy from Tric, and I'm not so tired anymore."

"Wanna go to the Rivercourt?" Nathan offered. She nodded and he turned the car toward his favorite place. Nathan parked the car and grabbed a basketball out of the backseat. "How about a game of one on one?" he challenged.

"I'm warning you, I'm a tutor," she said. "You're going to wipe the court with me."

"I'll go easy on you," he winked. She raised her eyebrows and snatched the ball out of his hands.

"You're on," she said before dribbling off toward the court clumsily. He chased after her, and a game commenced. For the first fifteen minutes, Haley played horribly, but suddenly, she began sinking shots left and right. In twenty more minutes, Nathan was getting soundly beaten. He grabbed her around the waist as she ran by him.

"Haley James, you hustled me!"

She giggled as he spun her around. "You just got owned by a girl!"

He began to tickle her before stealing the ball and bringing his A-game. In forty five more minutes, Nathan had made a comeback and Haley admitted defeat in exhaustion, collapsing into the front seat of his car. Haley gave him directions to Brooke's house, and he pulled up out front of the door. Neither of them made a move to get out and Nathan turned to Haley with a smile.

"You know, Haley James," he said. "You're something else."

"In a good way or a bad way?"

"Definitely in a good way, he said, grasping her hand loosely with his own. She blushed and looked down.

"Can I call you sometime?" he asked. Haley nodded and programmed her number into his phone, also entering Brooke and Peyton's. He did the same to hers, typing in his plus Lucas and Jake's.

"I had a lot of fun tonight," Haley mumbled. "Thanks for hanging out with me."

"So did I, and thanks for letting me hang out with you." Haley awkwardly opened the car door, but Nathan pulled her back. He kissed her gently and slowly, but she pulled back her eyes wide.

"Nathan, I...I can't. I hardly know you, and...it's not supposed to be like this. I'm sorry," she said, dashing out of the car and up the steps to Brooke's house. Haley closed the front door and slid down it, putting her face in her hands. She was suddenly interrupted by two guys pushing her out of the way and dashing out the door, haphazzardly pulling their clothes on. Haley made her way shakily up the stairs, passing Brooke's door. She wanted to go in and tell her all about her night and how upset she was, but when she saw the door closed and the lights off, she figured Brooke was sleeping off her rendevous. She continued down the hall to her room where she collapsed on her bed and dissolved into tears.

As Haley broke down, Peyton was pulling up to the house with Jake. Peyton thanked him for the ride and was halfway out the door when he said her name. She turned, her mane of platinum curls bobbing around her face.

"Do you maybe want to meet me at the park tomorrow morning at eleven? I mean, Jenny will be there, but she loves you and you seem like you like her..."

"Jake," Peyton laughed, cutting him off. "I'd love to."

"Great," Jake said, relieved. "See you then."

"See you."

Peyton walked in the unlocked door and did a little happy dance behind the door, letting herself be giddy and girly for once. She dashed up the stairs, but saw all the lights off. Dissappointed that she couldn't spill to her friends, she went to bed, a smile on her face.

AN: Wow. That turned out way different then I expected it to. I have a plan for Brucas, and Naley is gonna stew for a while before properly getting together. Jake and Peyton will probably come together the easiest, but definitely not without some complications.

I hopw you liked it! Please review! The next chapter should be out soon!