A/N: Thanks for the reviews everyone! They were great to read. Sorry this chapter took a few more days to put up than all the other ones had. As I said, classes just started up again for me and of course, my Bio and Chem teachers are evil and packed on the hmwrk the first day! Groan It was also a weird chapter to write because I didn't know what I wanted to do with it but slowly my creativeness kicked in... It is a lot of dialouge and less discription than other chapters, I appologize for that but there was really no other way to do it. Its kind of a 2-parter, hopefully I'll get to finish writting the second part and get it up by the end of the weekend! Anyways, I'm rambling. Enjoy the chapter and let me know what you think:)

Haley paced the floor of her hotel room nervously wringing her hands together. Despite how much she'd had to drink that afternoon, the nap, shower and supper had sobered her up considerably. Now, the lightheaded sensation she'd had most of the afternoon had been replaced with a tight pain in her stomach. A nervous pain. She hadn't been on a date in… well, okay… she hadn't been on a date since yesterday, but a date with Nathan Scott hardly counted as a real date. Trenton was nice and respectable and generous and honest and… good-looking. Very, very good looking. He was the kind of guy Haley could actually see herself dating and that was what made her nervous.

She stopped in front of the mirror and looked at her reflection. She'd blow-dried her hair straight and spent the time to actually do her make up. She was wearing a pair of dark, low-rise jeans that she'd stolen from Brooke's dresser one day and a dark blue tank top. Groaning, she peeled the shirt off her body and threw it on the floor amongst the other shirts she'd tried on that night. She wanted to look good that night and nothing she had tried on seemed to work.

A loud knock came at the door and she breathed a sigh of relief. She rushed to the door and smiled when she opened the door and saw Brooke standing in the hallway, a stack of shirts tossed over her arm. Grabbing her by the free hand, she pulled her into the room and shut the door.

Brooke walked into the room and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the mess Haley had created. "Hales, did a Mexican wind storm blow through here?" she laughed as she dropped the pile of clothes on the bed.

Haley folded her arms across her chest and glared at Brooke. "Not funny."

"I thought it was," the perky brunette laughed. She took a seat on the bed and tossed Haley the first top to Haley. "Try this."

Haley walked over to the mirror and pulled the shirt over her shoulders. It was cute, just really simple. "To simple. I want him to lose his breath when he sees me," Haley replied pulling the top off her.

"You could always just go like that," Brooke suggested sarcastically, pointing at Haley who was standing in front of the mirror in the jeans and her dark purple bra. "Or, just wear the bikini I bought you!"

Haley threw the shirt back at Brooke. "Brooke! I'm serious! I really need your help. What else do you have?"

Brooke tossed a few of the shirts from her pile onto the other side of the bed. "Here," she said, throwing Haley another shirt. "It's not what you'd normally wear but I know you'd look hot in it."

Haley held the white, corset-style shirt to her body and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She slipped the shirt over her body and waited for Brooke to zip it up in the back for her. "This is perfect," she said, a small smile gracing her lips as she admired her reflection.

OTH

She'd opted to take a cab with Trenton and a few of his buddies, leaving Lucas, Brooke, Jake and Peyton in a cab by themselves. They all met at the club and Haley introduced Trenton to Jake and Luke and then they got introductions to the rest of his friends and teammates. Of course, Brooke and Peyton had opened up and were being friendly with everyone, but Lucas and Jake were quite, trying to read Trenton. On the surface, he seemed like a decent guy but they knew it could just be an act to try and get Haley in his bed that night. While they'd promised their girlfriends they wouldn't make things awkward for Haley, they weren't just going to let this guy walk all over her either.

"Can I get you a drink?" Trenton asked Haley.

She laughed. "I think I've had more to drink in the last two days than I've had in my life." She smiled and held up a bottle of water. "I think I'm sticking with good old water for tonight. But thanks."

"Haley… you're young, you're beautiful, and you're in Mexico for Spring Break. You should be having the time of your life… Come on, let me buy you one drink."

"Really, I'm just going to take it easy tonight."

"Exactly. Take it easy. One drink won't hurt you."

"Trenton…"

"Come on Haley."

"I think she said she didn't want anything to drink man," Jake finally exclaimed, glaring across the table at Trenton. Brooke had assured him that Trenton was a nice guy, but from what he could see, he was pushy and arrogant. "Why don't you just back off?"

"Jake!" Haley exclaimed.

"Sorry, he's right. I should be pushing you… um, I'm just going to go and grab a beer," Trenton mumbled, pointing towards the bar. "I'll catch up with you later, I guess." He stood up from the chair and walked over to the bar.

"That was a real dick-move Jake," Haley exclaimed. "I'm not sixteen anymore, and contrary to your belief, I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself. I don't need you to protect me. In fact, I never did. You need to drop this savior complex you have over me." She grabbed her purse and started walking away from the table.

Lucas stood and ran to catch up to her, grabbing her arm when he finally reached her. "Haley, where are you going?"

She shook her arm away from his grip. "Don't start with me Lucas. You're just as bad as he is. You both treat me like we're still in high school and we're not. I don't need you to watch over everything I do. Just stay away from me the rest of the night, okay?"

She stormed off in the direction of the bar and Lucas didn't know whether to follow her and try work this out or just let her cool off for the night. Finally deciding going after her would only cause more problems, he turned back to the table where Jake, Peyton and Brooke were sitting.

"She's pissed?" Jake questioned.

"Yeah," Lucas answered simply.

"I don't blame her," Brooke said simply. "We told you guys to quit ragging on every guy she brings around. She wants to find someone and be happy but she can't because you guys find something wrong with every guy she falls for!"

"Brooke, the guy was practically forcing drinks down her throat!" Lucas exclaimed. "Haley rarely drinks, okay? And as we've all seen in the past couple days; when she does she doesn't control it well. This guy gets a few drinks in her… I just didn't want anything bad to happen."

"You've got to let her make her own decisions. She's never going to find someone to make her happy if you guys keep interfering," Peyton said slowly. "Me and Brooke… we found you guys and sure, it took a long time… lots of dating and broken hearts –"

"And we don't want Haley to have her heart broken," Jake said softly. "When the right guy comes, he'll treat her right and he'll get our respect but until then… Haley is always going to be like my little sister and I won't let anyone hurt her."

"You guys had each other growing up. You had each other's backs like we have Haley's. We just have an upper hand knowing how guys are. You didn't have that so maybe you don't get what its --"

"We had Nathan!" Brooke spat out.

Luke rolled his eyes. "Can we not talk about him, please?"

"Lucas, he was my friend. Not so long ago, we were just like you and Haley. He may have become this shitty guy lately, but you didn't know him," Brooke exclaimed.

"He was always a shitty guy, Brooke! You said yourself that dating him was the worst mistake you'd made in high school."

"Yeah, dating him was because it ruined the great friendship we had. At the time, I wouldn't have given up my friendship with him for anything."

Lucas laughed quietly to himself, shaking his head. "So all this time we've been dating and you told me how much you hated him…"

"I hated the guy he'd become and I hated what he was doing to my boyfriend."

"I can't believe this," Lucas mumbled.

"Look, we should probably go find Haley," Peyton said, standing up from her seat. "Come on Brooke."

Brooke stood up from the table and grabbed her purse, following Peyton away from the table. Lucas groaned and ran his hand through his short hair. "Do I go after her?" he asked Jake. "Or would that just make everything worse?"

"Give her the night to cool off man," Jake suggested. "Tomorrow, this will have all blown over and you guys can talk."

"You want to get out of here?" Lucas questioned, glancing over his shoulder at the door. "I'm not really feeling the club tonight."

"Yeah, um… sound good. I'll just find Peyton and let her know we're taking off. Meet you outside?" Jake suggested.

'Sounds good man," Lucas agreed.

-OTH-

"Haley! There you are!" Brooke exclaimed. After her argument with Lucas, she wasn't really up for the club scene either, but neither her nor Peyton wanted to leave without Haley. They'd been looking all over the place for her and now, almost half an hour later, found her sitting with Trenton in the back corner of the room. "Tutor Girl, we've been looking for you forever! Where have you been?"

"Right here!" Haley giggled.

"Haley have you been drinking again?" Peyton asked, bending down to look at her. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were half closed.

"Just a little," she slurred.

Peyton stood up and glared at Trenton. "She said she didn't want anything to drink and you kept at her until started! God, Jake was right!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on…" Trenton said, standing up and throwing his hands in the air. He walked around the table and led Brooke and Peyton. "I left your table and went to the bar! A couple minutes she came and found me and she had a drink in her hand. It was her decision to start drinking tonight… I didn't make her do anything!" he explained in a hushed voice.

"How'd she get so drunk then?" Brooke cut in.

"She's a grown up. She wanted to drink, who am I to stop her?"

Peyton walked around the table to Haley. "Come on Hales. We're going to go back to the hotel. You should come with us now."

"No!" Haley said loudly. "I'm going to stay with Trenton. I'm having a good time and I want to stay! I'll take a cab back to the hotel later."

"Haley," Brooke said softly.

"Don't Brooke. I'm not going back now, so you're wasting your breath," Haley said simply. "I'll be fine, okay? I'll meet you guys for breakfast in the morning."

"Okay. Be careful Hales," Brooke said. She walked around the table and pointed her finger into Trenton's face. "She better make it back to her hotel room tonight and she better be okay when she does or else my boyfriend won't be the only one kicking your ass."

"I'll take care of her Brooke," Trenton assured her.

"Good. Okay, lets go Peyton."

Trenton watched as the two girls walked across the room and then left the club. He smiled and put his hand on Haley's thigh. "What do you think, gorgeous? Ready for another drink yet?"

Haley smiled weakly and nodded. "Sure, why not?"

"Great! I'll be right back."