Rachel knocked gently on the door and heard a voice from inside welcome them inside. She felt a wave of nausea in her stomach when she noticed the sea of kids facing them, but covered it with a confident smile.
"Hi, I'm Rachel Gatina, and this," she pulled Brooke out from behind her "Is Miss Brooke Davis," she introduced them to the teacher, who walked over to them.
"Welcome to Tree Hill High young ladies, please take your seats," the man greeted them warmly "But try to turn up on time tomorrow," then he returned to his desk.
They sat down and Rachel winked over at Brooke, who returned her attention to staring at her shoes.
Brooke felt a tap on her shoulder and swiveled round coming face to face with a dark haired boy with a prominent jaw.
"You do realize its inevitable I'm going to sleep with you," he grinned arrogantly.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me," he raised his eyebrow.
Brooke let out a mocking laugh. "Someone's a bit full of themselves," she commented and turned back round to face the front of the class.
Meanwhile, Rachel flicked her hair over her shoulder and knocked her pen off of her desk. Crap, she thought, leaning down to reach for it when she bumped into someone else's head. She came back up again, about to spit an insult at whoever had hit her, but was suddenly faced with a very, wait make that extremely, hot boy.
"Sorry," he smiled sheepishly, handing her back the fuchsia pink pen.
"No problem," Rachel purred.
"I'm Lucas," he offered a hand and she shook it.
"Rachel," she replied then gave him her best sexy grin before turning back to face the front.
Tree Hill was just getting better and better.
"So where did you come from?" the dark haired boy was speaking to Brooke again and she really didn't have the energy to throw some insults at him so gave herself up and answered.
"New York."
"Ooh, flashy," he cooed "My parents are from Spain, so that makes me Latino, as you may have guessed."
"No, I thought you were Icelandic," Brooke replied sarcastically and began to gather her things in her bag as the bell went.
Rachel appeared by her side and smiled widely. "Ready?"
"Fancy a threesome?" Felix rudely enquired as he stood up from his desk.
"Cool it Enrique," Rachel responded wittily, linking Brooke's arm as they walked away.
"Bye Brooke, I have a feeling I'll be seeing much more of you," he called out after them and winked.
Brooke let out a scowl as Rachel watched on and let out a laugh.
