Once again, it has taken me a while to get my chapters out but here it is. Fresh and clean for all you GREAT readers and reviews. I really am trying to get this story out on a regular basis but it's hard because life interferes. Anyway, enjoy and please review!

"Okay, Lucas Scott, Cabin 4." The snooty secretary handed Lucas a set a keys and waved him away impatiently.

Lucas shook his head as he stepped out of the way. Looking out the glass doors leading into the main courtyard, he spotted three girls, doubled over in laugher. A warm smile crept up his face as he joined in on the pure enjoyment the girls were having.

"Luke, it looks like we're in the same cabin." Nathan jingled a pair of keys in his half-brother's face.

Lucas snapped back towards Nathan with a look of confusion. "Uh, sorry. What?"

Nathan stepped over towards the glass as he tried to get a better glance at what Lucas was staring at so intently.

"We're here for five seconds and you're immediately enthralled by girls." Nathan joked when suddenly he locked eyes with one of the girls. Her eyes sparkled when she saw him, but seconds after she looked away timidly.

Lucas punched his brother in the shoulder and said, "Speak for yourself."

Nathan broke away and narrowed his eyes at Lucas. "Whatever, man, let's just get to our cabin and get ready for the welcome meeting."

Although Nathan shrugged off the sudden feeling in his stomach, he couldn't help but hide the grin on his face. All because of the attraction with that one girl…

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"No, I won't come." Haley smiled as she declined the offer to accompany her new girlfriends to the camp meeting.

They had just arrived at the camp café where they ordered sodas. The plopped down a table and chatted away.

Brooke sat back in her chair and grinned, "What else are you going to do? Sit in your room and mope about."

"Ha-ha, very funny," Haley rolled her eyes sarcastically. "What could be the possible reason for me to chance seeing those catty snobs again?"

Peyton's curls bounced ferociously as she leaned forward and said, "The basketball studs will be there and they will definitely be swarming you.

Brooke and Peyton looked Haley over and nodded approvingly of the gesture.

"We might need to tweak your wardrobe a little bit though," Brooke pressed her thumb and index finger together as she winced, trying to be as nice as possible.

"Hey!" Haley put her hands over her chest, embarrassed. Her thoughts quickly triggered her memory of the handsome guy she locked eyes with just ten minutes ago. Her heart skipped a beat as her body remembered the overcoming feeling that enveloped her. "I don't have cute clothes like you two. I live only with my dad, no mother figure to help 'girly' me up. I would never have anything as cute as that sparkling blue halter top you have on, Brooke. Plus, I am not like those other girls, so the guys won't even take a second glance my way."

Peyton's mouth gaped open. "Do you seriously believe that?"

Brooke tucked a strand of brown hair behind her eyes as she edged forward in her seat. "Haley, I just met you but I can tell that you are a genuine beauty. Guys would kill to have their hands all over you. I mean, hello, don't you know it? You must have had guys all over you in high school and college, right?"

Haley collapsed her face in her arms that were resting on the table, trying to hide her burning red face.

"Oh, no," Peyton's blue eyes practically bulged out of her head. "You're so gorgeous and sweet, so what was the problem?"

Haley tensed up, suddenly as she reverted to one specific high school memory. "It's nothing and I'm focusing more on the future, not the past."

Peyton began to open her mouth to argue, but Brooke laid a hand on her arm.

"Well, anyway," Brooke cleared her throat, and straightened up in her chair. "Let's blow this café, and hit the gym. The meeting starts in twenty minutes, but that will give us time to do a little of what I call flirtation."

Brooke grinned as she grabbed her purse and headed for the door.

Haley rose to her feet and explained, "I told you, I'm not going to the meeting, so I'll just go back to my cabin."

Peyton walked up to Haley and linked arms with her. "I don't care what Brooke and I have to do to you as long as you are at that meeting." Peyton looked at Brooke for backup.

"Oh yes," Brooke crept up to Haley mischievously, "We will do anything. We were born to be bad."

A smile crept up on Brooke's face as Peyton tried to muffle her laugh.

Haley shook Peyton's arm off and held up her hands defensively. "Look," Her brown eyes pleaded to go back to her cabin. "I'm not a dancer, I'm not a socialist, and I'm not a daredevil. You girls are so sweet to befriend be, but how about I just call you tomorrow."

Brooke's bottom lip puffed out, miserably, "I'll buy you something special."

"Even if you bought me a boy, I wouldn't consider it," Haley half-joked, but then reconsidered. "Actually…"

Peyton's eyes glittered with intrigue. "Mission accepted. Find Haley a boy and then go to the meeting. Perfect."

Brooke and Peyton glanced at each other in pure excitement.

"No, please," Haley pleaded as she headed for the door. "I'll just see you guys tomorrow, I promise." She shot the bewildered best friends a sympathetic look and bounded out the door.

"Poor Haley," Brooke said to Peyton as they watched her jog away.

"It seems like she has a lot of hurtful background. We need to watch over her." Peyton nodded her head.

"Definitely," Brooke agreed. "Then after we get her through her troubles, we'll turn her into the crazy girls we are!"

"Oh gosh, I can't wait." Peyton took one glance at her best friend and broke into a fit of giggles.

"Hey!" Brooke grinned as she sashayed her hips side to side. "You know you love me!

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It was 1:55 and Haley was sitting on her bed contemplating whether or not to attend the meeting at 2:00. Brooke and Peyton seemed to really enjoy her accompany. They were so genuine and accepting. Or was it that they just wanted to be popular? It's not like she got many chances to be accepted so she should go…right?

Making up her mind, she jumped out of bed, and changed into her tight-fitted jeans. She scrambled around to find a cute shirt, but she couldn't find an appropriate one.

"What am I going to wear?" Haley screamed in exasperation. She flung her clothes all over her room until she had nothing else to throw. She headed to the door, figuring that she would just borrow something from her friends. As she opened the door and walked onto the front step, her foot kicked something. It was a medium-sized box big enough for a purse to fit into. She picked it up and read the tag attached: Here's something I thought you might like. Maybe an incentive to come tonight? Just a thought. From your new best friends, Brooke and Peyton.

Haley smiled as she opened the box and found Brooke's sparkling halter top waiting to be worn. Haley's fingers ran over the beaded jewels that graced the straps of the neckline. It was gorgeous.

"I can't pull this off." Haley self-consciously stuffed the halter top back into the box and broodingly sauntered inside. She looked at the card again and flipped it onto the backside where she surprisingly read: And yes, Haley, you can so pull this off. Don't think twice, just go for it!

A grin spread across her face as she murmured, "I know these girls for twenty minutes and they already know me like a book."

Overcome by a new sense of confidence, Haley quickly changed into her "new" top and ran excitedly over to the gym. She opened the double glass doors and as she was rounding the corner in a quick jog, she slammed right into something hard.

"Owwwww," Haley sunk to the floor as she grabbed her head in angst. She massaged her temples and closed her eyes.

"Oh, man," The strong, deep voice of the person who collided with her said. "Are you alright?"

Nathan suddenly realized who the girl was that he had come in contact with. He was even more blown away at her beauty.

"Wow," Nathan murmured as he grazed over every inch of her body.

"Uhh," Haley looked up; eyes squinted, as she tried to identify the person. Her vision soon became clear, and her thoughts immediately became unclear.

His luscious brown hair, green eyes, strong, broad shoulders and strong features reminded, no made her recognize the guy from the window. No way.

"I banged into you pretty hard didn't I?" He knelt down beside her concerned.

In a split second, they both realized the innuendo of what he had just said.

"Oh, gosh, I didn't me it that way." Nathan struggled to get the words out. He was never, ever tongue-twisted around a girl. This was a first. "I…uhh…anyway…are you okay?"

Haley covered her head in her hands, too embarrassed to show her rosy cheeks. "Yeah, I think so."

She began to hoist herself up, but she immediately began wobbling, dizzily. Strong hands grasped her arms and helped her regain her balance.

"You sure?" His deep, glowing eyes stared into her genuine ones.

Haley glanced away, unable to contain herself from developing feelings.

"Aren't you supposed to be in there now, Mr. Basketball Player?" Haley smirked as she pointed to the door down the hall that led into the gym.

"Nah, I'm too cool for that. Anyway, my boys will tell me everything they said anyway. Why not just sneak out and get some alcohol while I can." Nathan couldn't help but be cocky.

"Gee, that's reassuring." Haley rolled her eyes. Typical Jock.

"I'm just kidding," Nathan laughed as he placed his hand on her arm.

Electric shocks sent through their bodies as they touched each other. That hadn't ever happened before to either of them.

"Um, I gotta go." Haley looked up into his eyes and smiled.

"Wait, you're a dancer?" Nathan's shocked words popped out before he could stop them.

Immediately, he realized his mistake. "I didn't mean that. I'm sorry." He cursed inwardly as he realized he might have just ruined his chances of even being her friend.

Their moment had sailed away.

Haley stepped away from him and narrowed her eyes at him. "What? I don't look like one? Thanks for the retort, but I think I have a meeting to attend. Good luck swapping sweat with your basketball drones."

Oh, that moment was long, long gone.

"No what I meant was that you seem too smart and pretty to only dance. You seem more special than just a dancer."

It was sweet, but she could only focus on what he said before. Haley almost wanted to slap herself for being so vulnerable to someone she didn't know. Exploring his eyes and letting him touch her like that when she didn't even know her name. Okay, maybe she was over exaggerating, but hey, he was completely out of line.

"Wait, can I at least get your name?" Nathan called to her from the other end.

Haley stopped in front of the door and slowly looked over at him. His pleading eyes made him even more forgivable.

"It's Haley." Haley gave him a small smile before she opened the door.

"I'll make it up to you. You can count on it." Nathan smirked at Haley and they locked eyes one last time before she waltzed into the roaring gym.

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"Haley, you look fabulous." Brooke said to Haley as soon as the meeting adjourned. "Honestly, you look like a sex kitten."

"Agreed." Peyton nodded her head, assuring.

"Guys!" Haley blushed a dark shade of scarlet. "Let's just get out of here. If I hear the word 'dance' one more time I think I might…"

"Might what?" Brea, who had strutted up to the three-some with her own drones, interrupted condescendingly. "Might pull all your hair out and scratch out your eyes? Because that would be a great look for you."

Brea and her drones let out cackles of laughs.

"Funny," Haley stepped up to her with a confident aroma and said, "Because if that happened to you, you'd look like a desperate dyke."

Brooke and Peyton exchanged surprised, but accepting, glances at each other. Where did this tiger within their new friend come from?

Brea went pale for about ten seconds. Enough time for Haley to walk away with her friends.

Haley, Brooke, and Peyton reached the outside courtyard before Brea came strutting outside in a rage of fury.

"No one talks to me like that, you prude!" Brea looked down at Haley and got right into her face. "I bet you haven't ever had a boyfriend. You're a virgin, a pure virgin who hasn't ever had a guy like her! Loser!"

Brea took a few steps back to let out a horrendous, exaggerated laugh. Brooke had to hold back Peyton from ripping Brea to pieces. Peyton wasn't violent, but she sure stood up for her good friends.

Haley was almost to tears, but a miracle came in the form of a tall, handsome boy who goes by the name of Nathan.

"Actually, Brea," Out of nowhere, Nathan strutted up to the verbal cat fight and sneered, "She definitely has someone who likes her."

"And who would that be Nate?" Brea laid a sensual, hopeful hand on Nathan's chest.

"Me." Nathan glared at Brea and turned around to face a shocked Haley.

Then, Nathan cupped Haley's face with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist. He gently brought her lips to his as they immersed into a slow, sweet kiss. The moment was back and it was so perfect.

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How do you guys like it? Don't worry, I'm not rushing into Naley just yet. I'm making a twist that will help their love be gradual. Anyway, please review and I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. A lot of school and sports stuff going on. Make me happy and review please! Thanks!