Sorry for the update coming later than usual, I had a super busy week so I didn't get around to writing and then when I did, I ended up writing my other stories first. Anyways, new chapter for you guys. Hope you enjoy it.
R & R.
He's Everything You Want
Chapter 4 – Kicking It up a Notch
Haley's POV
My eyes widened as they were about to pop out of my head. "Brooke Davis?"
Queue my jaw hitting the floor.
"Yup, that's me!" The bubbly girl jumped up in excitement, still obviously in her 'cheerleading' mode. God I hated cheerleaders...especially stereotypical ones like Brooke... that date gorgeous boys like Nathan, but that's not why I dislike the girl, not at all. "Haley?" Her eyes widened as she let out a screech which made me grimace at the high octave of the scream. Clearly the girl wasn't the brightest, only now picking up that I was standing right beside her.
Mrs. White turned around at the sound of Brooke's scream. "Oh so you two know each other already, great!" She smiled at the both of us. "So I'll leave you two to your lesson, here is the file, Haley." She handed me the file folder and reluctantly took it. Out of all the people who take math, I end up having to tutor Brooke Davis, you have got to be kidding me. I glance over at the cheerleader whose 'cheerleader' mode has vanished and she's staring back at me with the same disgusted look. Obviously never one of us is looking forward to this.
"You've got to be kidding me..." She whispers as Mrs. White walks away from us, leaving us standing there in front of her desk, completely shocked out of our minds. "You're my tutor?" She harshly scowled, throwing her hands on her hips as she popped it outwards as she looked me up and down.
"Well if that question is any indication of your lack of knowledge for math, I have some serious work cut out for me." I laughed at the girl as I began walking to an open table with Brooke slowly following behind me. I knew I would have serious work cut out for me anyways, especially with it being Brooke.
"Are you making fun of me, cause I can't tell?" She asked, sitting down and throwing her bag on the table, quirking her eyebrow at me and leaning back in the chair as she waited for my answer.
I smiled politely at the girl, humouring her a little, although I'm sure she wouldn't have been able to tell either way. "Don't worry Brooke.... most of the time, you'll be doing that job for me." I patted her on the shoulder softly as I shook my head and tried to contain my laughter to a small chuckle.
"Again... not really following." The brunette shook her head as shrugged, looking completely lost. Nathan really knows how to pick them, my god... I can't even insult the girl.
I tried to resist another laugh by smiling at the girl. "How about we just stick with math at this point?"
"Wait, we're actually going to work?" The brunette asked, quirking her eyebrow at me and looking at me like I was crazy. I was starting to think I was crazy too, her asking me all these questions like I was on drugs or something... was I on some of drugs? God I hope so, then that might mean I'm just hallucinating Brooke being here. But I guess that mean I would be talking to myself too, so err, maybe not.
"Uh... yeah, that's kind of what I'm here to help you with..." I laughed, as I opened the textbook up to the page that the file said her class was supposed to be working on. I have no idea how this girl is passing the rest of her classes. "You know... calculus."
"But normally they just give me the tests, and I study from that." Her head went all loose as her voice was all bubbly. Why did I hate her so much again? Oh yeah...
"You mean they give you the answers to the tests... and you cheat?" Well at least I know how she's passing those other classes.
"Isn't that what it means to help me?" Her brilliance astounds me... it really does.
"Yeah, no... I'm going to help you understand what you're supposed to do." I sighed, tapping on the opened textbook with my pencil. "I'm not going to just give you the answers, you won't learn that way."
"That doesn't sound like much fun. It sounds more like a lot of work, work that I actually have to do." She whined, as she slouched down in her chair and rested her head on her hand.
"Well, school actually is fun." Like I said, I'm a book nerd okay? Yes, I am one of the few students who actually enjoys school, sue me.
"I somehow don't believe you and I have the same definition as fun..." Brooke answered, looking not overly impressed or excited as I tapped on the textbook again as she groaned and pulled her chair closer in.
"Probably not as yours involves downing a half a bottle of tequila and my best friend, and mine just involves a simple book..." And maybe my best friend. Definitely my best friend.
"You're not going to teach me the wrong way, are you? Cause I'm dating Nathan?"
"Don't worry, I don't think Nathan is dating you for your brains, Brooke." Or lack thereof. I weakly smiled at the girl and pushed the textbook in front of her. "I think you're pretty safe when it comes to that. Now... math."
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"Whoa, so like you're actually tutoring Brooke Davis?" Peyton asked, as both and Lucas' mouths dropped to the floor, probably exactly like mine did when I found out. Of course, mine actually dropped right in front of Brooke herself, which is much more embarrassing.
"Did I stutter or something when I said her name? Yes... Brooke." I nodded frantically as I sat there at our lunch table, not overly impressed with my day so far. Maybe I was actually on drugs and saying ridiculous things instead of what I actually meant, since clearly people are asking me the same things of what I just told them. "Now do you see why I'm in this dysfunctional group... I have the worst luck ever."
"Yeah, that pretty much sucks." Lucas laughed, nudging me gently as he playfully smiled at me.
"I love your sympathy towards this whole situation for me guys, it's really touching." I joked as I placed my hands on both their shoulders, and flapping my eyelashes at both of them while I fake smiled.
"Sympathy was never in our contract, HJ." Lucas patted me on the shoulder and winked. "It's a bonus if you get it out of us, and by us I mean me. Don't expect any out of Peyton."
"Hey! I can totally be sympathetic if I want to." She hissed, hitting Lucas in the arm playfully as she went back to sketching in her notebook. I learned to expect that a lot from Peyton, always drawing and listening to her Ipod. "At least you have some balls there, kid." I quirked me eyebrow was the blonde looked up from her sketchbook again. "Brooke... tutoring her, takes balls seeing as well... she's dating the 'love of your life' and everything."
"I'm sure Nathan will be very impressed that I have balls..." I responded, rolling my eyes and acting more than overly enthused.
"Well, that would mean that you two would be on talking terms again... and considering Friday didn't go as well as planned, I say we have to kick this up a notch, don't you think?"
"A notch being what exactly?" My face went worried as a small smirk appeared on Lucas' face, which never was good. Peyton just shook her head and chuckled at us, as she normally did when we started talking about this topic.
"If Nathan freaked out that much with us just being friends, imagine how crazy it would make him if he thought we were dating?" Lucas' grin grew wider as he looked up and chuckled. I can only assume he was imagining it himself. Either way, him chuckling to himself was very creepy.
"But we're not... a couple." I stated, bringing him out of his 'daze' and looked at him expectantly.
"We could make him think we were." He tapped my nose lightly and smiled again, this time a little less creepy, but nonetheless still something behind the smile.
"You mean pretend that we're going out?"
"Exactly." Lucas answered, scooting closer to me and throwing his arm around my shoulders as he nodded to someone in the distance. I glanced over to where Lucas' attention was to see Nathan looking like he was about to blow a fuse. I smiled coyly and turned back to the table where Lucas was now smirking at me, giving me a 'I told you' look.
I rolled my eyes and sighed at the boy. "Alright, I'm in."
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A/N: So I've been reading all the comments and it seems we have a lot of Laley shippers out there amongst the several Naley ones. And what does this story end with you say? Well what would be the fun in telling you that? I'll tell you right now if you haven't read my profile that I'm a fan of both, but don't let the ranking on my top ten fool you. I'm pretty set on who Haley's going to end up with in the end, but I could change my mind since the story is very much still young.
So for interest's sake, and maybe a chance to change my mind, what do you guys think, Naley or Laley? Let me know in your reviews!
I also want to say that unfortunately, I have to take a small break as I have a final exam coming up in 2 weeks time and I am going to be focusing on studying. I probably will not be updating this fic in that time, but I'll try to get out a new chapter as soon as I can. If anything, I'll get out one update in the two weeks, but don't hold me to that.
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