(((thanks to everyone who has reviewed! i love getting reviews! yah!!! anyway, there hasnt been too many OTH characters in this yet so there will be a lot more in this chap, almost everyone hopefully or in the next chap, anyway, hope you like this!)))
Nolan crawled out of bed the next morning feeling terrible. Her arms hurt and she was really tired on top of that. She made her way over to the bathroom she and Nathan shared, looking at herself in the mirror. Luckily her face wasn't too red, which was definetly a good thing. So no one would notice anything was wrong unless they saw her arms. She quickly brushed her hair and then she retreated back to her room. She dressed in her comfiest blue jeans, a plain tee and her black hoodie to cover her arms.
"Nolan?" spoke her brother's voice from behind her door, "Are you decent?"
She laughed a bit. One time your brother walks in on you changing and that phrase is spoken everytime before he comes into your room.
"Yah, you can come in," she said, adjusting her hair.
"How come you are wearing your hair down? You never wear your hair down," he asked, kind of surprised.
"I don't know, I just don't feel like wearing it down I guess, and I'm tired so, I just don't want it up," she said kind of quickly.
"Alright, I've got to go to school, like now, to meet up with my tutor-"
"Tutor?"
"I'm slipping in math, sue me, so you are gonna have to walk or catch the bus,"
"I can't walk, I don't have time now, why couldn't you have told me last night?"
"I forgot, I'm sorry, just take the bus, I've got to go, alright?"
"Whatever, bye," she said sighing a bit and turning away and letting him walk down the hallway.
"Oooh, the bus, how fun,"
Nolan trudged onto the bus that morning, grabbing one of the only empty seats left, near the middle of the bus. Most of the people on the bus already were either listening to music, half asleep or in deep conversation with their friends. She sunk into her seat, right beside the window, slipping on her own iPod. Moments later the bus stopped at another group of teenagers. She hoped at the most none of them would have to sit with her but looking at the empty seats, she might have to sit with someone.
A few seconds later someone sank into the place in the seat right beside her. She glanced over to see who it was, just in case she knew the person. She just stared, with wide eyes. It was her brother.
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"Luke, the truck is kinda steamed this morning, unless you want to try your car, you'll have to catch the bus," Karen spoke to her son in the cafe in the morning. Lucas sighed a bit, not really wanting to walk.
"Um I'll pass on the walking and I'll catch the bus instead,"
"You haven't caught the bus in such a long time, but whatever, its all up to you, I'm just the mother," she replied laughing a bit. Lucas just gave his mom a look, then he laughed a bit himself.
"Alright ma, I love you, see you after,"
"Bye, have fun at school,"
"Right," and with that he was out the door, leaving his mom smiling. He hadn't caught the bus since maybe 9th grade, so it had been at least 2 years. Ever since basketball happened in his life he had totally forgotten about the school bus and other things like that. It had always brought back memories to take the bus. He stepped onto the bus moments later, looking for any open or empty seat, but there was nothing. Until he came to one seat, near the middle of the bus, where a lonely 9th grader was seated, staring out the window. He took a seat there, and sighed a bit.
He suddenly caught whoever was sitting beside his glancing his way. He finally realized who it was, Nathan Scott's kid sister, Dan Scott's only daughter, and techniqly, his little sister. He had never really know her name, but he had always wanted to. He caught her turning away sharply, tou?he sounds of Good Charlotte coming from her head phones. He wanted to talk to her but he had no idea what he would say. But before he could say anything, she spoke up herself.
"You're Lucas aren't you?" she asked straight out. He was almost surprised at this outburst but he lowered his head phones to talk to her, like she had done.
"Um yah," he said alowly, "You see, I know who you are but I don't know who you are," She actually understood what he was just saying.
"I'm Nolan, and I guess we both know we are technical siblings so we don't have to go over that uncomfortableness" she said with a slight smile.
"Right," he said slowly, thinking of something to say, "you know, I always wanted a sister,"
"And you have had a sister as of 14 years ago,"
"Do you think we could get together and i don't know, talk maybe?"
"Um, yah, that'd be nice..."
"Anywhere specific?"
"I might end up at the River Court tonight, 8ish, maybe you could show up,"
"Sure, maybe I will,"
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"Peyton, hello, snap back to life," Brooke stated to her best friend. They were standing at Peyton's locker, just before their first class.
"Sorry," Peyton stuttered, bilnking a bit. She ran her hand through her blond hair, looking into her locker for her history book.
"What were you just staring at anyway? Scopin out the cute freshmen?" Brooke asked, looking eagerly down the hallway.
"Nope, looking at a freshman girl who would be perfect for the squad," she said to her bestfriend, pointing down the hallway. Of course, she was pointing out Nolan, who had her head rested against her locker as she fiddled with her lock.
"Nice spot, she looks framilar though, that hair colour,"
"Oh right, now I know who that is, Nathan's sister,"
"Nathan has a sister?" Brooke asked, kind of shocked. Nathan was pretty open about his family but he never really talked about his sister.
"Yah, she has a guys name, uh, starts with an N," Peyton said, closing her locker.
"Guys name for a girl, like Joey from Dawson's Creek, classic, I love it,"
Peyton laughed a bit, "Well Captain Cheerleader, what do you think?"
"She's small, which is good and if she is anything like Nathan or Lucas even, she can yell and has muscle, what say we ask Nathan about it?"
"About what? His sister cheerleading? Shouldn't we ask her?"
"I think we should talk to Nathan first, believe me,"
"Whatever you say,"
thats it for now, R&R please!
Nolan crawled out of bed the next morning feeling terrible. Her arms hurt and she was really tired on top of that. She made her way over to the bathroom she and Nathan shared, looking at herself in the mirror. Luckily her face wasn't too red, which was definetly a good thing. So no one would notice anything was wrong unless they saw her arms. She quickly brushed her hair and then she retreated back to her room. She dressed in her comfiest blue jeans, a plain tee and her black hoodie to cover her arms.
"Nolan?" spoke her brother's voice from behind her door, "Are you decent?"
She laughed a bit. One time your brother walks in on you changing and that phrase is spoken everytime before he comes into your room.
"Yah, you can come in," she said, adjusting her hair.
"How come you are wearing your hair down? You never wear your hair down," he asked, kind of surprised.
"I don't know, I just don't feel like wearing it down I guess, and I'm tired so, I just don't want it up," she said kind of quickly.
"Alright, I've got to go to school, like now, to meet up with my tutor-"
"Tutor?"
"I'm slipping in math, sue me, so you are gonna have to walk or catch the bus,"
"I can't walk, I don't have time now, why couldn't you have told me last night?"
"I forgot, I'm sorry, just take the bus, I've got to go, alright?"
"Whatever, bye," she said sighing a bit and turning away and letting him walk down the hallway.
"Oooh, the bus, how fun,"
Nolan trudged onto the bus that morning, grabbing one of the only empty seats left, near the middle of the bus. Most of the people on the bus already were either listening to music, half asleep or in deep conversation with their friends. She sunk into her seat, right beside the window, slipping on her own iPod. Moments later the bus stopped at another group of teenagers. She hoped at the most none of them would have to sit with her but looking at the empty seats, she might have to sit with someone.
A few seconds later someone sank into the place in the seat right beside her. She glanced over to see who it was, just in case she knew the person. She just stared, with wide eyes. It was her brother.
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"Luke, the truck is kinda steamed this morning, unless you want to try your car, you'll have to catch the bus," Karen spoke to her son in the cafe in the morning. Lucas sighed a bit, not really wanting to walk.
"Um I'll pass on the walking and I'll catch the bus instead,"
"You haven't caught the bus in such a long time, but whatever, its all up to you, I'm just the mother," she replied laughing a bit. Lucas just gave his mom a look, then he laughed a bit himself.
"Alright ma, I love you, see you after,"
"Bye, have fun at school,"
"Right," and with that he was out the door, leaving his mom smiling. He hadn't caught the bus since maybe 9th grade, so it had been at least 2 years. Ever since basketball happened in his life he had totally forgotten about the school bus and other things like that. It had always brought back memories to take the bus. He stepped onto the bus moments later, looking for any open or empty seat, but there was nothing. Until he came to one seat, near the middle of the bus, where a lonely 9th grader was seated, staring out the window. He took a seat there, and sighed a bit.
He suddenly caught whoever was sitting beside his glancing his way. He finally realized who it was, Nathan Scott's kid sister, Dan Scott's only daughter, and techniqly, his little sister. He had never really know her name, but he had always wanted to. He caught her turning away sharply, tou?he sounds of Good Charlotte coming from her head phones. He wanted to talk to her but he had no idea what he would say. But before he could say anything, she spoke up herself.
"You're Lucas aren't you?" she asked straight out. He was almost surprised at this outburst but he lowered his head phones to talk to her, like she had done.
"Um yah," he said alowly, "You see, I know who you are but I don't know who you are," She actually understood what he was just saying.
"I'm Nolan, and I guess we both know we are technical siblings so we don't have to go over that uncomfortableness" she said with a slight smile.
"Right," he said slowly, thinking of something to say, "you know, I always wanted a sister,"
"And you have had a sister as of 14 years ago,"
"Do you think we could get together and i don't know, talk maybe?"
"Um, yah, that'd be nice..."
"Anywhere specific?"
"I might end up at the River Court tonight, 8ish, maybe you could show up,"
"Sure, maybe I will,"
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"Peyton, hello, snap back to life," Brooke stated to her best friend. They were standing at Peyton's locker, just before their first class.
"Sorry," Peyton stuttered, bilnking a bit. She ran her hand through her blond hair, looking into her locker for her history book.
"What were you just staring at anyway? Scopin out the cute freshmen?" Brooke asked, looking eagerly down the hallway.
"Nope, looking at a freshman girl who would be perfect for the squad," she said to her bestfriend, pointing down the hallway. Of course, she was pointing out Nolan, who had her head rested against her locker as she fiddled with her lock.
"Nice spot, she looks framilar though, that hair colour,"
"Oh right, now I know who that is, Nathan's sister,"
"Nathan has a sister?" Brooke asked, kind of shocked. Nathan was pretty open about his family but he never really talked about his sister.
"Yah, she has a guys name, uh, starts with an N," Peyton said, closing her locker.
"Guys name for a girl, like Joey from Dawson's Creek, classic, I love it,"
Peyton laughed a bit, "Well Captain Cheerleader, what do you think?"
"She's small, which is good and if she is anything like Nathan or Lucas even, she can yell and has muscle, what say we ask Nathan about it?"
"About what? His sister cheerleading? Shouldn't we ask her?"
"I think we should talk to Nathan first, believe me,"
"Whatever you say,"
thats it for now, R&R please!