There seems to be some confusion on where Lucas is. The doctor gave him two months to live when the girls were babies, so that means that he's long gone. He died a long time ago so Lucas will not be making an appearance in this story.

Maya stood in front of the mirror looking at herself. She wished that it hadn't had to come to this. She tugged at the bottom of her top.

"Forget it, the two will never meet," Dorothy whispered as she joined Maya in front of the mirror. She glanced at herself and her sister. "So do you feel as ridiculous as I feel?" Maya nodded.

"How did our mother's do this with a straight face?"

"Alcohol maybe," Dorothy joked. She bent down and picked up the pom poms and handed a set to Maya. "Let's get this over with." The two exited the locker room and moved into the gym.

"And then I said that there was no way that was the right color. I asked for hot pink, and this is more of a bright pink," the blonde with a fake tan walked by the twins, holding out her hand for her equally blonde friend to examine.

"Tragic." The twins laughed which attracted the attention of the two girls walking by.

"Who are you two?" the blonde extended one bright pink nail.

"I'm Maya and this is my sister Dorothy. We tried out for the squad. You know because our schools don't have squads."

"And it would be such a shame if we couldn't cheer," Dorothy whispered.

"This squad goes to competitions and we always win so if you're just here to have something to do then go home," the first blonde spoke.

"Although they do have the twin gimmick. I don't think that any of the other squads have that. It could put us in the top," the other blonde told her friend.

"Whatever just don't get in our way." With that the two sashayed off.

"Oh we're going to be best friends," Maya joked. Dorothy tried to stifle her giggle.

Many more giggles had to be stifled as the girls followed in a ridiculous routine full of rhymes and arm pumping motions. "Remember we're doing this for our moms," Dorothy told herself and her sister.

"This better get them back together or I think I might off myself."

"If they don't talk today when they pick us up, then we quit the squad deal?" Dorothy stuck out her hand.

"Deal." The two girls shook.

"A little less talk and a little more cheering please," the captain of the squad chided.

"I think my IQ dropped twelve points," Dorothy spoke to her sister as the two exited the gym.

"Well then you got lucky because I'm pretty sure that mine dropped fifty." The two sat down on the curb and moments later were joined by Peyton.

"Hey girls. How was cheer practice?" Peyton smiled.

"Umm ok I guess," Maya lied.

"So you need a ride home?" Peyton asked of Dorothy.

"No my mom's getting here soon."

"Oh." Peyton's face fell. "Well Maya we should get going we've got a lot of things to do tonight." Maya shot her sister a pained expression.

"I'll go back inside and quit for the both of us," Dorothy said as she got up and headed for the door. "Bye." The twins hugged. "Bye Peyton." Peyton waved. Then Dorothy went inside.

"So the two of you are quitting already?" Peyton asked as she threw her arm around her daughter.

"Yeah neither of us are really the cheery type." Maya sighed. She was afraid that she and Dorothy were fighting a losing battle.

"I think we're going to have to pull out the big guns this time," Dorothy spoke to her sister over the phone.

"Don't you think that maybe it's time to…I don't know quit while we're ahead."

"Quit? You mean you don't want our moms to be friends? You don't want to be able to spend time together without having to hide the knives?"

"I just think that everything we've tried has failed so maybe it's not going to happen ever." Dorothy became silent.

"Fine do what you want, but mom and I are going to be in Tree Hill this weekend. If you're there then we'll try again to get the moms friends again and if you're not well then I guess this is goodbye." Maya's jaw dropped.

"You would cut me out just because I realized the reality of our situation?!" Maya began to get angry.

"I'll see you this weekend in Tree Hill, or not." Without another word Dorothy hung up the phone.

Sorry again for the crappiness of this story. Like I said I'm not totally with it but I hate to leave things unfinished so I'm trying to wrap it up.