Haley opened the shop door. No buzzer went off and no one was in sight. But there was music playing and lights behind the counter.
It was so beautiful, filled with pianos, keyboards, baby grams, anything that your heart desired. Well Haley's heart at least.
Music made her calm, made her scream, made her whole. And yet she was still missing. She didn't know who she was, she didn't belong anywhere, she was never free just to live.
Except the time where running to the docks with a little boy. That's when it mattered. That's when she felt herself. Just Haley James.
Just that Haley James and the Nathan Scott. She would never dig up the flowers. I bet he lead her on.
She laughed at the thought.
Ow, yer. The time where I dug up Mrs. Jeans front garden. Because it had my favourite purple flowers that couldn't be seen anywhere else.
Well of corse Haley didn't know Mrs. Jeans spent half of her pension buying and planting those pretty flowers just to be dug up by a beautiful little girl and her handsome best friend.
Well everyone thought Nathan told her to do it, but they would never point the finger at Miss. James, sweet and innocent child.
'Nathan, if you don't help me I'll tell your momma who broke the flower pot instead of your dog!'
'Come on Haley it was an accident and Molly hit it first!'
'Lire! You through your basketball at it cause you lost to me again. And I'll never talk to you again if you don't help me.
'HALESSSS'
She stood their, arms crossed and the biggest pout.
'Fine come on. We better not get caught that old lady hates me!'
Haley had a huge grin on her face.
Yep, Sweet and innocent Haley James.
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Nathan gulped back his bottle of water. You no this whole 'Basketball Superstar' wasn't that easy. He had just finished his set of suicides. Only 15 more minutes.
"Hey man. What's with you? Your heads some where else today!?" Tim, his high school buddy asked. He made it all the way with Nathan. And he was so happy to know someone. And being his (other) best friend really helped.
"Nothing man I just…" He forgot how he didn't know Haley. A smile crept across his face. How unlucky was Tim that he didn't know the Haley James.
The Love of his life….
WOW!!!!
Haley looked. And that's all. She didn't want to touch a thing. Unlucky for her, the clumsy gene had past right along to Haley. And being the only one. She was a major klutz!
But there was one of the most beautiful pianos that she had ever seen. It was pure black, baby gram and cost a very large bomb.
She stroked a finger across the top. A young man perched himself on the counter stool. He was reading a magazine and was not whatsoever interested of what she was doing.
She looked up and carried on walking around.
She looked at the music books, piano guides nearly every single music book and understood all of them. And the sad part was- She could even afford the smallest book right now let alone a piano.
She felt a vibrate in her pocket. She flipped open her phone and looked at the screen.
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"So man, haven't got laid in a while?" Tim said casually placing a hand on Nathans back.
Nathan spat out the rest of his water, chocking a little on the very…random question.
"What?" Nathan spurted out.
"Are you…." Tim said again, taking his hand away.
"No dude. Why would you ask me that? Now?" He pushed open the door, leading to he car park full of expensive cars.
"Well if Nicole isn't giving you what you need then I know…" He got cut of again.
"TIM! What… arhh don't worry? Anyway I kind of split up with Nicole."
He said slowly, with a cute screwed up nose.
"What?? She's hot man! And I bet she was a kinky biatch in bed…" One more time he got cut off with a smirk, imagining the thought.
"Dude! Thanks for this interesting talk but I have to go…. And anyway it wasn't gonna last, she's a gold digger and wasn't tat great to be honest." He said with a smirk. And he was actually honest this time, the word 'Gold-digger' had been put in his brain a bit lately too. He smiled at the thought.
"Your picturing another girl aren't you. Nathan Scott you horny Bastard! I hate you. Why do you get all the hot ones!? What's her name? What's her boob size?" He shouted as he drove off.
Nathans smiled. And classically smirked too. Her name? Haley James.
Her boob size? Oww Yerrrr!
He flipped open his cell phone and scrolled down to the address.
He brought the phone to his ear and listened for her voice.
