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Firebluez

Location: School

I raced my car into the student parking lot, flying by the multiple barriers and speed bumps. Luckily my Mustang got me to school in less than 10 minutes. Parking under an oak tree, I hopped out of my vehicle, shutting off my System Of A Down cd. The sun's rays splashed down on me, absorbing into my tanned skin. A strong gush of wind blew at my short café brown hair and carried away much of the cologne I threw on this morning.

Florescent lighting hit my eyes as I entered the school building. Students lingered in little clusters by their lockers. I nodded my head and gave my charming smile to them all. I dug in my pockets for my schedule, pulling out a folded piece of paper. I carefully studied the directions, glancing up every couple of seconds.

"You lost?" a voice spoke from behind.

I quickly spun around to see the goddess like brunette. A huge smile displayed across my lips.

"Definitely." I commented.

She grabbed a hold of my schedule and began skimming through it. She made a noise as she finished through the list.

"Well… it appears we have 4 of the 8 classes together." She commented.

Surprise filled my body, as I soon began to get anxious.

"Really?" I asked in surprise.

"Yep! We've got 1st period together. AP Chem." She handed me back the schedule.

"So are you ever going to tell me your name or am I just going to have to figure this out on my own?" I asked in a flirty tone.

She looked up at my face. Something in her hazel eyes lit up slightly.

"I'm sure you can figure it out." She laughed.

I glanced down at her again, and noticed she was carrying a gym bag.

"So do you play any sports?" She asked pointing to my gym bag.

I nodded. "Actually I'm trying out for the basketball team after school today."

"Really! That's intresting." She commented.

"Why's that?" I asked.

"Cause my boyfriends the team captain." She gave a smug smile.

I carelessly swallowed a lump in my throat.

"You play any sports?" I asked suddenly.

"Actually I'm head captain of my squad." She said proudly.

I perked an eyebrow.

"Cheerleader?" I asked slightly amused.

She squinted her eyes a little. "What does that mean?" She asked.

"I don't know. I just figured you'd do like soccer or something." I shrugged with a playful grin.

Her face contorted into a grossed out face. Trembles of laughter shot through my body at her face.

"Why would you think that?" she asked.

"Cause you've got killer legs." I winked.

She rolled her eyes and brushed her hand through her hair.

"First of all Nathan…. I already told you I have a boyfriend. So stop…."

"Stop what?" I asked intrigued by her reaction.

"Flirting with me!" she almost shouted.

"Oh! That's what this is? Cause I could've sworn we were just talking." I gave a charming smile.

She made a small groan in frustration.

"Find your own way to class." She muttered out as she spun on her heels.

"This is going to be fun." I whispered to myself.

The loud bell rang loud, announcing the beginning of class. I walked into my first class a minute before the bell. I coolly walked toward the teacher's desk and handed him my schedule. "Nathan Scott. Welcome. Now let's see… You can sit next to Ms. Davis. Her partner has been out for the whole week. Ms. Davis! Please raise your hand." The old teacher called out.

My eyes scanned at the big lab room. The class room had lab tables that sat two students to a table. Suddenly a hand rose. I chuckled as my favorite brunette gave silent death glares at me.

I grabbed my bags and took a seat next to her.

"Davis huh?" I whispered to her, looking up at the white board.

She shook her head.

"It's Brooke." She replied staring at teacher.

"Now students were going to be watching a film today. So keep your heads up!" The teacher replied.

"Sweet!" I muttered to myself.

A student with curly black hair shut off the lights. The teacher started setting up the movie.

"You have a beautiful name Brooke." I whispered to her in the dark.

Through the darkness I felt her glance at me. I shifted my gaze to her and rested my head onto my hand.

She started to tense as I continued to gaze at her.

"What are you looking at?" she whispered.

"Tell me why you started cheerleading?" I asked with curiosity.

She furrowed her eyes.

"Why?" she asked suddenly getting a little defensive.

I shrugged. "Because I want to know."

She tossed her hair from her eyes and glanced down at the table.

"I joined when I was 8. My mother stuck me in all the best gymnastics to make sure I was the best. At first I did it just to please her, but eventually I came to love it." She whispered.

I smiled at her, and leaned a little closer.

"What type of music you into?" I asked.

"Why are you asking so many questions?" she replied.

I lifted my head and started rubbing my chin. For some strange reason I didn't know why I wanted to know so much about her. I leaned far away from her and glanced back to the movie. I furrowed my brows as I thought about what to say.

" Are you okay?" she asked noticing my sudden mood change.

"Yeah. I'm fine." I shrugged.

She nodded. I took a small peak at her through the side of my face.

"I just want to know more about you." I replied ending the conversation for the rest of the class period.

After the class was over I hung back in class and gathered my stuff. Brooke also hung back.

"So are you ready for your tryouts?" she asked.

I quickly glanced at her then back down at my bags.

"I was the team captain at my other school. I think I'll be fine." I replied.

She nodded. "Well good luck Nate."

"Thanks Brooke. Have a lovely day." I smiled and walked out the classroom.

"Nathan. Do you even know where you're going next?" Brooke called out as she hurriedly met up with me.

"It's alright. I can figure it out. But thanks!" I nodded my head.

"Yeah! Right. Well see ya later then!" she smiled and took off down the hall. A big sigh came out from my mouth as she walked away.

The day went on. Class after class was pretty irrelevant. By the time lunch came I was completely wiped out. I grabbed my lunch from my locker and threw in the earlier books from the morning.

"Hi!" a voice from behind my locker door spoke.

I slammed it shut and looked at the girl. Her red hair was almost picture perfect, like the models you see on TV. She gave a clever smile as she leaned against a locker.

"Well hello!" I replied, checking her out.

"I'm Rachel." She gave a sexy smile.

"I'm Nathan."I responded.

Her eyes lavished my body up and down. Her eyes gave a lustful gleam, like she was about to rip my clothes off.

I drew back from her, as she continued staring. All in all, I felt like a piece of meat.

"So how do you like it here?" she spoke suddenly.

"It's pretty small." I commented glancing around the halls.

"So you like big places huh?" she winked.

I sighed as I ignored her comment. I was getting bored fast.

"That's weird." I commented.

"Well I've heard that you're trying out for the basketball team." She gave a dark grin.

I started rubbing the back of my neck.

"Yep."

"Looks like we'll be seeing a lot of each other."

My eyes knitted together.

"Well I'm on the cheering squad." She trailed off.

Suddenly another girl joined us.

"Hey Peyton!" Rachel gave a small hug to her.

The blonde curly haired girl smiled.

"Who's this?" Peyton asked as she eyed Nathan.

"Nathan. The new guy!" Rachel smirked.

"Hi! I'm Peyton." The blonde smiled.

Relief flooded through me as Rachel became distracted with Peyton.

"Do you want to join us for lunch?" Peyton asked.

"Sure." I shrugged.

The girls led the way as I trailed behind them. As we headed outside the girls took a seat at a table under a shady tree. I placed my lunch on the table and threw my bags on the floor. Once situated I threw myself into a seat. Rachel sat in the seat next to me, while Peyton sat across from Rachel.

"So Nathan what brought you here?" Peyton asked.

"My mother got a job offer. She couldn't resist. So now I'm here." I grinned.

She smiled.

"So our friend Brooke told us you're from New York?" Rachel blurted out.

I nodded my head.

"Nice!" Peyton nodded as she took a sip from her water.

"Where the hell is Brooke? She's late?" Rachel complained.

My body suddenly became alert.

"Brooke has this lunch period?" I asked.

Peyton nodded.

"FINALLY!" Rachel nodded as an approaching Brooke came.

She slowed her pace when she saw me. After a couple of seconds she reached the table.

Her hazel eyes penetrated into mine. I quickly glanced away to the side.

"Brooke where the hell were you?" Rachel asked.

"I was walking Lucas to his class." Brooke smiled as she took a seat next to Peyton.

"Oh!" Rachel grinned.

"Hey Brooke." I gave a small smile.

"Hey Nathan." She returned the smile.

My stomach began to shift. My insides felt like they were turning and twisting itself into a pretzel.

What the hell is going on with me? I feel like something is pressing against me.

I continued to plaster a smile on my face as I munched on a couple of chips. The girls began talking into their own little world as I sat in silence. Every now and then I would sneak a couple of glances at Brooke, she would return a few and give a friendly smile.

"So listen Nathan. I'm throwing this party on Saturday, and I wanted to know if you're down?" Rachel asked as she turned her attention on me.

I pinched my lips together and thought about it.

"Oh come on! It's totally gonna be fun!" Peyton joined in.

Rachel leaned into me.

Her warm breath brushed against my ear.

"I'll make it sure it's worth your time!" she whispered into my ear.

I slightly yanked my head back and quickly glanced at Brooke. She quickly glanced away, hiding her slight grimace.

"Sure." I replied aloud.

"Sweet!" Peyton nodded.

"Listen I'm gonna head over to my car, I left some stuff I need for the next class. Talk to yall later!" I replied as I stood up and gathered my things. I could feel Brooke's gaze on me as I picked up my trash.

"I need to grab a book from my car. Nate I'll go with you." Brooke stated as she stood up.

"Alright." I nodded trying to hide my happiness.

We walked over to the trash where I dumped it and then we headed to the student parking lot.

"So how do you know Rachel and Peyton?" she asked abruptly.

"I just met them before lunch. They invited me for lunch. I'm not like stalking you or anything." I replied giving a playful grin.

She nodded.

"So what do you think of Rachel?" she pressed on.

"We don't really have much in common." I shrugged.

Her expression showed a little relief. But maybe that was just wishful thinking.

"How do you take your coffee?" I asked her.

We finally reached the parking lot, but she continued walking with me to my car.

"Uhhh…. Caramel Mocha Frappuccino with extra cream" she laughed.

"Sounds….. sweet." I laughed.

"So tell me something you love doing, besides basketball." She asked.

"I play the guitar!" I commented.

"Really? Are you any good?"

I gave her a look. She glanced at me and continued staring into my eyes.

"I'll play for you sometime." I nodded.

We finally reached my car as I popped open the trunk.

"Nice ride." She broke the eye contact and touched the roof of my car.

"I can give you a ride sometime, and I didn't mean that in a perverted way." I smiled genuinely at her.

She laughed as she shook her head.

"You are soo strange." She sighed closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.

I walked up to her until we were inches apart. Her eyes were still closed and I leaned in closer. She opened her eyes. She froze as our eyes locked. A gush of wind blew at her brunette hair and fell across her face. I brushed a few strands away from her face. I couldn't help myself. I was drawn to her. Could she not understand what control she had over me? I needed to touch her. I wanted to feel her.

Her breathing started getting heavy as our connection began to get intense. I pulled myself away. I backed up a couple of feet to make sure we had room between us.

"You should go." I nodded grabbing my bags and walking off.

I'm in deep shit!