A/N: An idea that came to me when I was watching One Tree Hill and then my radio started playing Runaway Love, and I thought it would be cool to do this story, so people reading my other story. DDG is on hold right now, as I work on this.

Disclaimer: Song and Title belongs to Ludacris, but this plot and editing to the song belongs to me to fit the story. Oh yes and OTH doesn't belong to me. The song Not Gonna Get Us by Tatu is not mine either.

Italicize – Flashbacks/Song Lyrics

Not gonna get us
They're not gonna get us
Not gonna get us

"Come back here"

Small drops of salty tears hit against her pale cheeks as her long legs ran…ran with all her might. The pills clung tightly into her clenched hands, she quickly ran into the opened doors of the bus. The doors shut and the man growled missing his chance to apprehend the girl.

A relieved sigh escaped her dry chapped lips, as she leaned her back against the bus' door. After leaving that rat hole that she had been forced to call home, her life seemed to have been changing for the better so far. How long had it been since she ran away? It seemed like it had been ages, but it had only been a day.

Her light brown eyes gazed down towards her left hand as it stung in pain from her clenching her precious prize. Prenatal Pills. A small smile began to form on her fa-

"Yo misses, you got money?"

Brooke's smile stopped half way to look at the bus driver .She stuck her hand in her pocket bringing out a dollar bill and handed it to the bus driver. He put the money in the bucket that was in the front of the row and began driving the bus again. Brooke stuffed the pills in her pocket and began to walk down the bus' aisle and decided to take a seat by herself scooting over to window.

That was it. Her dream was going to start to come true, no matter what. Unknowing, her hand slid down to her stomach and rested there as she stared out the window in thought. She didn't know where she was going yet or how she was going to achieve her life goal as being a fashion model but she knew that she was going to make it some way or another for her and for her baby. Her eyes closed slowly as the bus headed towards the airport.

Not gonna get us
They're not gonna get us
Not gonna get us

Haley smiled in spite of herself and started joining it as her new 'friends' or the people that said they were going to give her a lift to the airport. "Don't like the backseat got to be first" she said giggling while moving her arms in the air and dancing with the person beside her in the back of the car.

Ashley. Jennifer. Monica.

The three girls that felt sorry for poor Haley having seeing her out in the rain with a duffle bag over her shoulder and a frown on her face. So stopping in front of the soaked and wet girl, they asked her if she needed a lift and that's how Haley came to have three new friends or companions.

"Wow sing it Haley" shouted Monica reaching over Haley to high five Ashley. Haley laughed once again and continued singing to the new Britney jam. "All eyes on me when in the center of the ring just like a circus"

In the front seat, Monica laughed at the craziness happening in the back while she turned up the radio letting the music blast out loudly from the speakers in the car. She lifted her arm in the air and gave a holler of joy while starting to sing along with the group in the back.

"When I crack that whip everybody going to trip just like a circus"

Ashley took out her camera phone and grabbed Haley close to her making the other girl blink in confusion not having time to ask what was going on as Ashley snapped a picture of the two. Ashley laughed in glee and put the camera back up.

"What was that for?" asked Haley with a bit of amusement and curiosity.

"Duh" shouted Ashley and Jennifer at the same time. Ashley then continued and answered "For when you get all big and famous I can have the first picture of the multi talented Haley Marie James".

Blushing, Haley shrugged and hugged her bag close to her chest. Faith used to tell her how she sounded like a real singer when she sung but she just shrugged it off exactly how she was doing now. What kind of record company wanted someone like her? Ugly.

She bit her lip and looked away from the other girls just noticing how pretty each girl was. The types of girls that she wanted to be like in school and the girls that despised her and made her cry. Monica looked at Haley in the rearview mirror and turned down the radio as she parked into the parking lot. "Haley..we're here".

Not gonna get us
They're not gonna get us
Not gonna get us

"One hundred and forty-five dollars please"

Peyton reached into her carryon bag, grabbed the money, and counted the bills quickly. In a matter of a few minutes, she had her ticket in hand, her bags checked, and she was on the plane to the place she picked. Tree Hill, home of the Ravens. She wasn't too fond of basketball so she never heard of the Ravens but if her memory was correct they were the number one team in their region.

Also it was a small town and very far away from Florida, so no chance of anyone recognizing her there. Her plan was to get an apartment, enroll in school, then get a job after all her money was gone. Well..before the money was gone so maybe she should move that number two on the list.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a brunette rudely bumping into her. "He-" Peyton began angrily but stopped short seeing the small brunette keep her hand to her mouth as she headed off towards the bathroom. Well when you had to go you had to go…

She decided it wasn't worth anything and went to her plane's terminal where she waited for her plane to be called. Peyton sighed and looked around and smile not taking notice of the loud noise around her.

She had made it. This was the first step in having a real home. She was going to be alone…yes but she was going to have a home where love would be poured into her finally. At the age of 17 it was a bit too late to be now getting love but with her it wasn't. She knew this Tree Hill place was going to be the best thing that ever happened to her she could just feel it.

"Excuse me? May I seat here with you?"

Peyton nodded and with a smile Brooke sat down beside her putting her bag into her lap.

"Oh yeah...sorry for bumping into you".

Peyton turned to look at the pretty brunette and chuckled to herself noticing that it was the girl that had bumped into her only a few minutes ago. "No big deal nobody was hurt".

Silence….

More silence…

And silence….

"So…" began Brooke disturbed by the silence. How long had they been standing there just staring at nothing? Brooke had been popular at school, she was used to talking and it was either talk to the punk looking blonde girl or to the elderly man that kept staring at the girls. It was easy to say that Brooke chosed the punk girl

Lucky for Peyton, her flight was called. So with a nod, Peyton stood up and started to walk when she saw out of the corner of eye that girl stood up to. The girl wasn't annoying to Peyton or anything but she just couldn't be bothered to be making friends right now and she hoped the girl got the point. Without another word, Peyton walked on ahead to where the plane was and walked on.

Little stuck up bitch…

First thought that came into the mind of Brooke Davis as she walked behind the girl. Here she had been trying to be friendly but it seemed the moody bitch couldn't wait on her speak to her it seemed. Brooke to began to walk into the plane then glanced at her ticket number and began to search for her seat.

The two girls both spotted each other at the same time and almost at once both had the same thoughts. Damn we're right beside each other.

Peyton picked up her bag that was on the seat beside her and sat it in her lap as Brooke took the seat putting her purse on her lap. So there they were stuck in a small uncomfortable space with each other for at least two hours. What were they going to say to each other? Or were they just going to sit there until the flight was over and then go their separate ways?

The question was answered for them when a man in front of the seat Peyton occupied came in and the elderly man that Brooke swore was staring at her earlier let his seat down and glanced up his spectacles glancing at Peyton then making their way over to Brooke.

Chucking, he said "My my what such pretty young ladies".

Brooke glanced at Peyton and Peyton glanced at Brooke. It was silent once again then the two girls burst out laughing while Peyton pushed the man's seat back to where it was suppose to be. Getting that first laugh out seemed get rid of the girl's small problems with one another and they didn't notice the long plane ride at all.

Starting from here, let's make a promise
You and me, let's just be honest

We're gonna run, nothing can stop us
Even the night that falls all around us

Haley stepped out of the plane and looked up at the night sky filled with what it seemed like a million of stars. In New York, you could never seen this many stars if you were lucky you could at least see one, but millions like these? Why...Tree Hill seemed to seem like a better place for her already.

Hoisting her bag up more over her shoulder, she began to walk when running into a girl and nearly tripping over. Before she could apologize a shriek was loud and clear "OH MY GOD! You're Haley James".

Haley froze and started to panic. Who could know her here? How could they know her? She was a nobody, she didn't exist so how could someone possibly know her in Tree Hill?

"You're mom is so like famous! Who designs her clothes? I must meet her I mean I didn't even recognize you from that ugly little poncho but I've seen all your mom's interviews but I've only seen you in but I saw you in an instant and just knew that you were Mari-" the voice was then muffled as a girl with curly blonde hair put her hand over her brunette's friend's mouth.

"Sorry..Haley but my new friend here doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut"

Peyton smiled reassuringly at the girl standing in front of them looking scared to death. Unlike her friend, Peyton had no idea who the girl was or who her mother was ort whatever Brooke had been muttering about just then. Oh..right Brooke! She took her hand away from the brunette's mouth and sighed.

"Try not to scare people, okay Brooke?".

Brooke wrinkled her nose. After Haley was gone, her and Peyton would have to have a talk about personal space. She turned towards Haley and smiled. "Sorry..I'm Brooke as she said and your Haley and this is Peyton".

Haley stayed silent and just breathed in deeply while staring at two beautiful girls in front of her. She had been trying to get away from all the pretty and mean girls but they just kept coming back as if they wanted to punish her for being ugly...punishing her for not being the perfect model like her mother was. Did god just not like her?

"Nice to meet you too"

Soon there will be laughter and voices
Beyond the clouds over the mountains
We'll run away on roads that are empty
Lights from the airfield shining upon you

Peyton and Brooke both sighed together in relief. Peyton thinking Brooke had shocked the girl to death and Brooke believing that Haley had been to shocked to know how to react to her mother's biggest friend. Brooke smiled at Haley then looked around at the sky twirling around.

"I made it"

She smiled and looked at Peyton then at Haley. "So what's the plan?".

She wasn't running away from her? Calling her names? Talking about her unconditioning hair or how her lips needed lip gloss to make them shine? This girl, probably the prettiest girl Haley had seen in her years was wanting her, the girl that she just met and barely knew wanted to hang out with her? It seems that you meet strange people at the airport.

Peyton rolled her eyes and decided to let Brooke just have her little moment. Spending those hours on the plane with her, she found out that Brooke might have been pretty but she herself had something buried deep down inside her..why else would she had been running away to Tree Hill from Florida? "Well…

CRASH! BOOM!

Rain began to pour down on them making Peyton's thought being uncompleted and Brooke gasp in shock. Blonde curls in a few seconds became frilly along with wet and fell down like it was being greased back as Peyton soon started to resemble a "Greaser".

Haley was the first to snicker seeing the blonde's hair then Brooke joined soon after followed soon by Peyton noticing what they were laughing at.

Their laughter was at easy and free spirited as all three girls again thought to themselves at the same moment that this is where they were actually going to start living.

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in forever :O but I'm back now here to try and update at least once evert two weeks but even earlier than that. And thank you for everyone that has reviewed and alerted my story xD I really do appreciate it. So the girls have met and are starting to get annoy each other. Next chapter is about school! And our Tree Hioll Ravens my might a special appearance ;) and oh I need a song for next chaper! Suggest your song in reviews please and thanks again for reading my story.