AN: SOOO we meet again! lol All I can say is that I'm sorry it's been so long for the updates but maybe I'll have some out sooner next time. Senioritis has kicked in wayyy too early. I'm trying to get back into this story (I actually had to reread it a few times to remember what happened), so if there's any confusing mistakes feel free to call me out on them. Reviews are excellent; I love feed back. winkwink :)

Holler Till You Pass Out:

It was the next day and Haley was currently sitting in her eighth period class. She was really confused. When she entered the classroom a couple minutes before the bell rang, she saw DJ sitting at his desk, reading a book. She has been looking for DJ all day, but he didn't show up to lunch.

She walked up to his desk, "Hey."

He looked up and mumbled a quiet, "Hey."

Haley leaned in to give him a kiss, but just as she got to his lips he turned his face and she ended up kissing him on the cheek.

Slightly taken aback, Haley pulled away. "Are you okay?"

"Fine." DJ replied curtly.

"Obviously, you're not." Haley pointed out.

"Look, Haley I said I'm fine. Class is starting soon. You should go sit down." DJ spat out, keeping his head in his book.

Haley turned around and walked back to her seat. What the hell is up his ass?

After class ended, DJ was instantly out the door. Haley jogged to catch up with him. She was determined to get some answers.

As she reached him, she put her hand on his shoulder, pulling him to a stop. "DJ. Stop for a second."

He did as she said, turning around to face her. "What?"

"What's wrong with you?" Haley asked confused. "I thought everything was fine between us?"

"Yeah, so did I."

"Well what changed between yesterday and today?"

"Why don't you tell me?" DJ retorted.

"I honestly have no clue what you're talking about."

"Okay, fine. I guess I have to spell it out for you."

"I guess so." Haley replied with a little anger to her voice. She honestly has no clue what the hell made him do a quick 180 in the last few hours.

"Do you still have feelings for Nathan?" He asked her flat out.

To say Haley was shocked is an understatement. She has no clue where all this is coming from. "Of course not."

"Hmm. Really? Well your dream self obviously has a different opinion." DJ replied, his voice laced with pain and anger. He didn't even wait for a response. He turned on his heels and just walked away, ignoring her calling him back.

Haley groaned as she tried to suppress an angry scream from escaping her. Why did these stupid dreams have to start up? Right when things were going good with DJ, of course.

Haley entered her room and slammed the door close. She walked up to her bed and threw her books and purse onto it.

She didn't even notice Peyton in the room until she spoke up, "Whoa. Angry much?"

"Just a little bit." Haley stated dryly.

"Okay, what happened?" Peyton asked confused.

"Nathan is what happened!" Haley yelled as she went over to Peyton's bed and flopped down.

"Nathan?"

"Yea, Nathan."

"Okay. I'm going to need slightly more information." Peyton pried.

"Okay, so you know how I told DJ everything right?"

"Yea?"

"Okay well as you know he was fine with it and all. Then yesterday I accidently slept through my last class," Haley started telling the story before Peyton interrupted her.

"Yea I was wondering about that. You know you're going to get a cut, if you don't get it excused." Peyton so kindly pointed out.

"Peyton that is so not the point of my story!" Haley yelled.

"Sorry, no more interruptions. Promise."

"Okay, I slept through, DJ must have decided to check on me, although I didn't know that."

"How do you not know that?" Peyton interrupted again.

"Peyton!" Haley groaned.

"Well sorry that I'm confused!" Peyton squawked.

"Fine, he must have seen I was sleeping and decided to leave me alone or something."

"Oh, okay."

"….so then after class I try to talk to him, and he asks if I have feelings for Nathan and I tell him no. Then he's like 'obviously your dream self thinks differently,'" Haley just finished telling her story to an even more confused Peyton.

"Okay, I have no clue what the hell is going on. What does he mean "dream self," Peyton said using air quotes.

"Well…"

"Haley. What did you do?" Peyton asked.

"Two nights ago, I started having this weird dream…about Nathan." Haley whispered so it was barely audible.

"What exactly was it about?" Peyton questioned.

"Well the first night I was sleeping with someone and I told him I loved him and then when he said it back, it wasn't DJ, it was Nathan."

"Oh, that's bad."

"That's not all. Right after that a little girl came running in calling for mommy and daddy." Haley finished.

"Oh, man. That's definitely not good." Peyton stated. "Well I don't understand how that could upset DJ, though. It's not like he is a dream reader." Peyton laughed at her own joke but quickly sputtered to a stop when Haley was just glaring at her.

"Well, see, last night I had the same dream again, but this time I didn't wake up right when the girl came running in. I went throughout my whole day. A whole freaking day with Nathan as my husband and a baby daughter." Haley whispered the last part as a few lone tears slid down her face.

"Hales. It's going to be okay." Peyton pulled Haley into a tight hug. "Dreams don't always mean something."

"I know that, but I think DJ heard me say 'I love you, Nathan' and now he's not talking to me!" Haley blubbered as she couldn't hold in her tears anymore. "I don't even know why I'm having this dream in the first place. I don't even have any feelings for Nathan anymore."

"Are you sure?" Peyton challenged.

"Of course I'm sure!" Haley replied outraged. "I love DJ."

"I know you do, hunny. But sometimes it is possible to love more than one person. Nathan was your first love and it's hard to just forget that, especially when things don't really end, like in your case." Peyton pointed out.

"I know that Peyton. I know that Nathan was my first love, but I also know how much he hurt me and how hard it was to get over him. But I did it; I got over him and moved on."

"Are you sure? You're one hundred percent over Nathan?" Peyton asked.

"Yes, of course I am. One hundred percent." Haley said, nodding her head.

"Then you need to go tell DJ that."

"I tried. He won't even talk to me." Haley admitted.

"Well you have to make him talk to you. That's all you can do. Or give him time." Peyton advised her.

"I don't know how I can make him listen if he doesn't want to see me!" Haley yelled out, frustrated. "This is so stupid. It was just a dream. They don't mean anything."

"I don't know you'll figure something out. He's just being a douche bag." Peyton joked, nudging Haley with her elbow.

"Thanks, Peyt." Haley laughed.

"No problem." Peyton smiled as she jumped off the bed. "So are you ready to stop this cryfest and have some fun?"

"What do you have in mind?" Haley asked.

Peyton knelt on her knees and pulled something out from underneath her bed. "Well, I snatched this from the Dean's office a few days ago."

Peyton held up a bottle of Grey Goose. Haley looked at the vodka sloshing around in the bottle. The last time she drank was the day before she left for the private school. When she really needed it.

"I don't know, Peyt." Haley said hesitantly.

"Oh, come on. What's the worst that could happen?" Peyton tried to persuade her.

More than you would like to know. Haley thought as she mulled over her options.

Option 1: Go and try to talk to DJ. Which is pointless. He'll probably slam the door in my face.

Option 2: Sit alone and whine over stupid DJ. Boring and depressing.

Option 3: Go have fun with Peyton and Rachel…and a bottle of really good throat-burning liquid. Option three it is!

"Okay, I'm in." Haley grinned as she walked over to Peyton and grabbed the bottle out of her hand and walked across the hall into Rachel's room.

"Party time!" Haley called out as she entered the room.

Rachel turned away from her closet and looked at Haley. Then she noticed the bottle Haley was waving in the air. "Where did you get this?!"

Rachel ran up to Haley and pulled the bottle out of her hand. She unscrewed the cap and took a whiff. "I haven't had any alcohol since summer!"

"I think it's time to forget all problems happening now with roommates or boys and just relax and have fun! Who's with me?" Peyton asked

Haley and Rachel simultaneously raised their hands.

"I'm so game!" Rachel took a swig from the open bottle and then passed it to Peyton.

She took a small chug and passed it to Haley. Haley hesitantly wrapped her hands around the bottle. Staring at the liquid for a while, Haley wondered if it was really worth it. She knew what alcohol could do to her. What type of a person it can change her into. Did she really want to take that chance just to get over some small problems she's having with DJ?

Haley brought the bottle to her lips, threw her head back and swallowed some clear liquid. I guess she will take the risk.

After drinking straight from the bottle for a few more times, they were pretty tired of the raw flavor of the vodka. Rachel grabbed three cups and a bottle of Gatorade and a can of Sprite. "Who wants what?"

"Gatorade for me!" Haley told her, while Peyton voted for the pop.

Rachel split the Gatorade in two cups and Haley followed buy filling the cups up with the Vodka.

A while later they were pretty smashed. They were blasting some music and dancing around like maniacs.

"I SAW HIM DANCING THERE BY THE RECORD MACHINE! I KNEW HE MUST HAVE BEEN ABOUT SEVENTEEN!" They yelled along with the song. Just then Brooke barged into the door.

"What the hell is going on here?!" She screamed over the music.

The three of them turned to stare at her before bursting into laughter. They just continued to dance and sing. "I LOVE ROCK N' ROLL!"

Brooke walked over and shut off the music mid-song.

"Hey!" They all protested.

"You guys are going to get in trouble!" Brooke screamed at them. "I could hear the music from the lounge downstairs."

She then smelled something in the air. She knew that smell well. "Are you guys drinking?"

"No." Haley immediately stated, but she couldn't hold in her giggles and soon collapsed on the floor in a fit of laughter. "Maybe…just a bit."

"Oh my god. You guys are going to get kicked out. You're going to get me kicked out!" She screamed, mainly towards Haley.

Her yelling sobered Haley up a bit, but not much. "Get off your righteous horse, Miss-Queen-of-the-drunks!"

"Oh yea, you're one to talk. Do you really think it's wise to start drinking again? You know you don't have that kind of self control. We all know what's going to happen again." Brooke walked up to her so they were face to face.

"You have NO clue what you're talking about!" Haley yelled.

"Oh, I don't? I think everyone knows, Haley. You were a freakin' mess! There's no confusion as to why you were sent here." Brooke had a wickedly sweet smile radiating from her. "Don't try to kid yourself. It's one thing to lie to us, but it's another thing completely to lie to yourself. That's just plain sad."

"You have no clue what you're talking about. You have no clue what happened to me." Haley told her coldly as she pushed past her and out the door, suddenly completely sober.

As she entered her room, the tears started to fall. She had to get out of that room. Partially because she didn't want to answer twenty questions Rachel and Peyton were sure to lay into her, but partially because everything Brooke said was dead on. She has been lying to herself, about everything.

Drinking was her only escape from her world. In an inebriated state was the only way she could get through her day. She never had to admit anything if she could barely walk, let alone think.

It was too hard for her to deal so she just didn't. She couldn't. She drank and drank some more.

Haley walked over to her bed and passed out. Soon she was lost in another dream world, or maybe a nightmare, she couldn't tell.

AN: Okay, I know not much happened and it's been FOREVER since I've updated but all I can say is I'm sorry and that I have to get back into the groove of writing in general and in the groove of writing this story. But I might be able to update this story this weekend or maybe my other story this weekend. We'll see. Kay I'm off to read some Frankenstein and study some emotion and motivation for psych (fun ;])! Leave reviews…I love feedback. :)