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Ok guys, I'm going to clear up the confusions and questions regarding Nathan's jerk-ass attitude towards Haley. Basically, it's all Dan's fault. His influence caused Nate to break off the friendship between him, Luke, and Hales. Nate doesn't really want to hurt Haley too but his ego and arrogance gets in the way of his thinking and he has a reputation to live up to. I'm not going to spoil more on this subject as it will be revealed in this chapter, so enjoy!

Oh one more thing. I'm going to try some new perspectives and write from other people's POV's.

HPOV - Haley's

NPOV - Nathan's

LPOV - Lucas's

BPOV - Brooke's

PPOV - Peyton's

And you get the point. I'm shutting up now.

Here is chappy 3!


Chapter 3: The Past is Just the Past… Right?

HPOV

I sighed and looked at the clock hanging on my wall again, for the millionth time tonight. I double checked my bag slung over my shoulder and made sure the books were all in there.

I was really anxious, and I confess, kind of nervous. Maybe just because I haven't talked to him in so long I don't even know how to go about this.

'Just treat him like a normal student Haley! What are you so afraid of? This is not like you. You tutor all the time. It's like second nature. Damn it stop talking to yourself Haley! ARGHHHH!'

My mind was going into overdrive as I battled with myself. I wish I could go back in time, back at that office, maybe I would have been able to change something….

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The door clicked as someone entered the office.

"Hey Whitey, you wanted to see me?"

I instantly recognized that voice but couldn't bring myself to look at him. So I just closed my eyes and tried to pretend this was a bad dream.

"James, meet your new tutor student." Whitey said with a glint behind his smiling eyes.

My eyes instantly sprung open in shock as my head automatically turned to the boy standing in the doorway. My gaze caught his as I stared into the crystal blue eyes of Nathan Scott. Former best friend. Present enemies.

Fuck, this day just got a LOT worse.

I was snapped out of my reverie as Nathan said angrily, "What the hell? You want me to be tutored?? And by her??"

There was something in his voice the way he said "her" that broke my heart.

"Excuse me? You think I want to tutor you? Waste my time with an asshole like you? You're kidding yourself," I retorted back with equal flame. Then I turned my attention back to Whitey, "You're joking right? You can't possibly want me to tutor him, he's impossible! And why me?" I said desperately.

"I can tell you two have a problem. You guys have been goin' at it ever since the first day of high school! It's about time you worked something out. Nathan's failing some classes, you're tutoring, voila! A perfect match!" said Whitey with a grin.

'Damn him, he's really enjoying this,' I thought.

"Oh yea, and Haley, if I remember correctly, you're not doing so well in gym, would you look at that, and Nate here just happens to be the best basketball player here," He said with a smile and a wink.

While I was thinking about what I could say to get out of this, I heard Nathan murmur "No fucking way" and I turned to see him walking out. Now I'm really pissed. He just walks off??And leaves the situation just hanging here??

I quickly stormed off after him and called out to stop him, "Hey! What, you're just gunna leave? We're not even going to talk about this??"

He kept on walking and just ignored me. Ok, that's the last straw.

I got a basketball and threw it at his head. It bounced off with a 'boing' and I couldn't help but smirk at his pissed off reaction as he turned around finally.

"What the fuck? You wanna talk? Ok talk! What's there to talk about? There's no fucking way I'm getting tutored! End of story!"

"Hey Mr. Wiseass, I wanna do this only as much as you do, in fact it's like living hell for me to have to go through with this. Oh wait! But, you've already done that haven't you? My fucking life is already a fucking 

living hell!" My anger took control of me as adrenaline pulsed through my veins. Man, it felt good to tell him off.

Nathan looked shocked for a fraction of a second but it quickly disappeared as he became angry like I was.

"Well if your stupid lame-ass life was already that horrible, then one little block in the road isn't gunna make much of a fucking difference then, will it?!"

"Ha! If that fucking roadblock is YOU! You know what, I don't have time for this. You wanna fail? You don't wanna graduate? Fine by me! Why don't you rot in your little miserable hole for all I care!" And with that I just stormed off and out of the gym before he could say anything back. I'm pretty sure I left him speechless though.

I thought it was over but yet again, life had to kick me in the ass.

A few hours later, I received a phone call from him.


NPOV

I glanced at my watch, 8:30 pm. Time to put my plan into action.

Somewhere, deep in my heart, I felt a pang of guilt and shame at what I was going to. I really didn't want to hurt her anymore but argh, I've already gone too far with all this. I couldn't back out now. I sighed as I thought back to the phone call I made hours ago.

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I dialled the number on my phone, yes, it's still saved there. I never deleted it, I just couldn't do it.

It rang once, twice. Then, I heard a click and her sing-songy voice.

"Hello?"

I put my thoughts into order and said, "Haley. It's me Nathan."

I could almost see the puzzled look on the other side of the line as she wondered why I was calling her. She's still predictable. Like old times.

"What the hell do you want Nathan? Unless there's a good reason you are calling, I am hanging up right now."

"Just..hear me out. I'm sorry about the way I treated you earlier today. Ok? And..I'll do it. I really need to pass or else my basketball—"

"Ha, it's always basketball, I should have seen that coming. For a second, I almost thought you were remorseful for your actions." I heard her scoff.

"No it's not that—I just—I'll pick you up at 8:30 ok?"

And then I hung up. It was done. I couldn't help but wonder if that was really necessary or not. I could have just dropped it. But Tim! Ugh, he suggested that I should get her to tutor me, then I can hurt Lucas by being with Haley. Damn my stupid reputation that I have to keep up. If I said no, surely everyone would make fun of me. So, I had to pick up the phone and call her.

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It's 8:30 now, I couldn't put it off any longer. The second I walked out of the door of the beach house, I was Nathan Scott, star basketball player, a player and a jock. I got into my silver convertible and drove.


HPOV

Ding dong!

Sigh, that's him.

I slipped on my shoes, grabbed my bag and opened the door.

There he was, looking hot as always. Wearing his smug smirk and pretty clothes with his shiny expensive car. Spoiled little brat. Even then, I still couldn't get rid of my old feelings for him. I looked away from those gorgeous –I mean, disgusting and repulsive—eyes and shut the door and walked past him, grumbling "Let's just get this over with".

"Um..Yea, let's go" He said, not expecting this night to begin like this probably. He walked around to the driver's seat and got in and I got in the other side. He seemed to regain his old self again as we started moving.

He looked me over and said, "Hey Hales, you look nice tonight," He said with a wink.

"Shut up and drive." I said coldly.

"Ouch," He said in fake hurt, "Can't I even compliment you anymore? I'm glad you showed up for this, though."

"Whatever, it's not like I have a choice. Where are we going anyway?"

"Oh.. just this little place.." He trailed off.


NPOV



The rest of the ride was pretty much in silence since she ignored me whenever I tried to strike a conversation. Being with her in the car made my mind wander back to some old memories…

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"Nathan! Why the hell are you still hanging out with those dumb friends of yours? I thought I told you to break it off!" My dad, Dan Scott scolded me fiercely.

"But dad! They're my friends! Besides, it's Haley's 8th birthday today, we're having a party at her house." I whined.

"Nathan. You don't need those people to fulfill your dreams of being a famous basketball player."

"Those are your dreams, dad, not mine!"

"What are you talking about Nathan? Are you not feeling well? Basketball is you. It's your future. And your little "friends" are only getting in the way of of them."

I remained silent since I knew there was no point in arguing with him. He would just hit me again and yell at me until I give in. I felt tears forming as I realized I had to end the friendship or Dan would use his own ways to do it himself. I couldn't let him hurt my best friends.

"Fine dad, I'll work for your dream." I said as I looked at the ground.

"That's my boy! And Nate, it's your dream too. Never forget that."

"Whatever" I grumbled, to myself mainly.

"And since Lucas and Haley aren't your friends anymore, they can only be your enemies. Don't let them get to you. Come here, I'll teach you to be tough and strong…" He continued his long lecture as he dragged me with him to the basketball court.

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And my life pretty much sucked after that day, with Dan monitoring my every move. He molded me into this person. As much as I hated to admit it, Haley was right. I was like Dan now. That was probably why I just exploded and shoved her. I hated being compared to that bastard. And I wish I could take it back because I didn't want to hurt her.

And because I never got over my feelings for her.

The feeling every time she hugged me.

Everytime she looked at me.

The electric shock when she kissed me on the cheek on that day at the beach that sent butterflies to my stomach.



I was snapped out of my trance when I heard her calling my name.

"Nathan! NATHAN!"

"Huh? Yeah Hales?"

"You just passed right through a red light! What are you, trying to kill yourself? Cuz if you do, don't drag me with you!"

I turned to look at her and smirked. "C'mon Hales, put some excitement into your life. You're as boring as my math textbook."

"Which you are failing by the way." She reminded me with a glare, "And I am not boring."

"Alright, then prove it. Cuz we're here." I parked the car and unsnapped my seat beat. "And don't bother bringing your books."

"What the hell Nathan? Why are we at a.. nightclub??"

"Not just any nightclub, TRIC, the hottest in town. Only VIP get in. And I've got passes." I said with a smirk and winked at her.

"Nathan, we are supposed to be studying! Take me home if all you want to do is get drunk and sleep around!"

"I thought you said you weren't boring. Why don't you let loose once in a while Haley. No wonder you're in your little tutor centre all the time. You just hide out there all the time cuz you have nothing else to do eh?" I taunted.

"Oh, you wanna see how loose and bad I can be? Huh, Nathan Scott? I'll show you just exactly how "boring" I really am!" And with that she swung open the car door and threw her book bag down and slammed the door shut. Then she strutted past me with a "Hmph!"

I smiled to myself, so far so good, and followed her into the club.

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A/N

Tadah! What do you think? Finally the action is getting started! Woot!

Heres a little spoiler for you: Next chap we are going to take a look at our lovely Brucas date (no you didn't think I'd forget that did you?) and enter the night as Haley and Nathan go into the nightclub. Uh oh! What's going to happen?

Dun dun dunnnnnnnn

Review my lovely readers! Feel free to give me some ideas for the Brucas date (cuz I'm more of a Naley writer :P)

Until next time :)

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