Thanks for the reviews! So, in this chapter we'll meet Slut, I mean Rachel :-p Enjoy! Love And Kisses.


Redheads have more fun

When I woke up, I had a terrible headache.

I went downstairs to grab a glass of water.

When I came back, I nearly dropped my glass on the floor.

There was a girl lying in my bed!

She turned around and rubbed her eyes.

"Hi, Lucas." She mubled.

She had a goofy smile on her face.

"Peyton?" I asked.

"So, you remember my name." She smiled.

"Did we…" I couldn't even finish my sentence.

She quickly sat up straight and pulled her shirt straight.

"God, no!" she laughed. "Don't you remember?"

I shook my head and tried to think about what happened last night.

"You said I could sleep here, because otherwise, I'd be home alone. You offered to sleep on the floor, but I told you not to be stupid." She explained.

I nodded slowly.

Suddenly I heard a knock on the door.

I had a backdoor that led to my room, which was very handy sometimes, but right now, very inconvenient…

I ran towards the door, but I was too late.

Someone opened it.

It was Haley.

She just stood there.

Watching me and Peyton, while frowning.

"It's not what it looks like." I tried to explain myself.

"Right." Haley laughed. "It's none of my business anyway."

"No, it's true. I just crashed here." Peyton said, while rubbing her eyes again. "My name is Peyton, by the way."

"Yeah, I know." Haley nodded. "I think pretty much everybody knows that."

Peyton groaned and fell down on the bed again.

"But I'm a loner." She whined.

Haley snorted.

Peyton sat up again and frowned at her.

"Sorry." She whispered. "But you're everything BUT a loner."

"Oh God!" I suddenly yelled. "We're late for school!"

Haley glanced her watch and jumped up.

"Move it, people!" she yelled.

Peyton started to laugh.

"She's kind of a nerd." I explained.

Peyton nodded and got up.


Peyton had already gone to class with Peyton.

I think the two of them could become friends.

Weird thought, though.

My thoughts were interrupted by someone grabbing my arm.

"Where are you going, blondie?" someone asked.

"Ehm, to class." I answered, while pulling my arm back.

"Are you dating P. Sawyer?" she asked out of nowhere.

"What? No!" I laughed. "Do you even know who I am?"

"Lucas Scott." the redhead smiled at me. "AKA Scott Number 2."

"Rachel, right?" I frowned.

"Rachel Gatina." She confirmed.

She was wearing amazingly tight jeans, a red top and black high heels.

She was pretty much known as the school's slut.

I turned around and walked towards my class.

She followed me and grabbed my hand.

"Wanna get out of here?" she winked at me.

"You mean like skip class?" I stumbled.

"Exactly." She laughed. "You know what they say! Redheads have more fun."

I frowned.

"I think its bl…"

"Whatever!" she interrupted me. "Let's go!"

She walked away from the schoolbuildings and turned around to nod at me.

"Coming?" she smirked.

I didn't know what to do.

If I didn't go, she'd think I was some kind of a wus.

But if I did…

Well I couldn't find anything negative about it.

"Where are we going?" I asked, while following her.

She smirked again and took my hand.

"You'll see." She whispered.


"Where are you taking me?" I asked her.

We had been walking for a while now, and she still hadn't told me where we were going.

Suddenly she stopped.

I looked around.

The sematary.

"Well, if this is your idea of fun…" I laughed.

She ignored me and entered the sematary.

"Rachel, where are you going?" I asked.

Once again I followed her.

She stopped and sat down in front of a grave.

'Raul Gatina.' It said.

I put my hand on her shoulder.

"Your dad?" I asked.

She nodded and put her hand on the stone.

"He died two years ago. I come here every day. That way, I can show him I'm not a loser." She whispered.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "Off course you're not a loser."

I squated down and stared at her.

Her eyes were tearing up.

"Back then, I was someone very different, Lucas." She sighed. "My dad wouldn't even look at me. He was ashamed of me."

"What are you talking about? What did you do?" I asked.

"I didn't do anything. It was the way I looked." She explained.

She took a picture out of her bag and showed it to me.

On the picture, there was a chubby girl, stepping into a pool.

"I don't understand." I mumbled.

She turned the picture around.

It said 'Rachel Gatina'.

"It's you." I whispered.

She nodded.

"I've had plastic churgery." She sighed.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked confused.

"I don't know…" she confessed. "I guess, because I needed to tell somebody."

Suddenly I remembered the roses that were sent to me.

R and Anonymous.

I decided not to ask her about it.

I just wrapped my arm around her shoulder.

"You're not the person everyone thinks you are." I said.

"Thanks." She whispered.


When me and Rachel got back to school, the break had just begun.

"So, I'll see you around." I said.

I was about to turn around, when Rachel pulled me closer and gave me a long kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks for the talk." She whispered in my ear.

I smiled and walked away.

As I was walking away, I noticed Brooke was staring at us.

She frowned at me and quickly turned around again.

Rachel walked over to Brooke and some other cheerleaders.

"You and Scott Number 2?" Bevin asked.

Rachel nodded and laughed. "Yeah, we've spent some time together."

She glanced at Brooke and smirked.

Brooke smiled reluctantly.

"He's single, right?" Rachel asked, while looking at Brooke.

"I think so." Some cheerleader answered.

Nobody except Brooke got what Rachel was doing.

They had been rivals since day one, and somehow, Rachel had found out Brooke liked Lucas.

"I thought he was dating Sawyer." Rachel whispered.

"Peyton?" Brooke suddenly yelled.

"Yeah." Rachel smirked. "They arrived together this morning. And I saw them leaving his house together, so I suppose she spend the night there."

Brooke remembered that at the party, the night before, they had left together.

Rachel had a huge smirk on her face.

The bell rang.

"Maybe you should just ask her." Rachel whispered in her ear. "Or not… I mean, what do you care, right? You're with Chase."

Brooke bit her lip.

Rachel winked at her and walked to class.

Peyton and Lucas?

Rachel and Lucas?

Brooke was totally confused…

She didn't know what or who to believe anymore.

Maybe she should just ask Lucas himself...


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