Please don't be shocked about the Maverick thing. I have a plan for Trinity to fall inlove with someone else. Someone you already know. That is all I'm going to say. The first flashback is from her .. shrink and any other ones are from previous stories/her memory. it's funny how bad my writing used to be.

"You know, Trinity, if there is anything that is bothering you, deep down, something that you haven't told anyone, I'm the person you can tell. I'm not going to tell your brother, or your parents or judge you for it. This is just the time where you can be open,"

Trinity hated counsceling. But that weight was still on her shoulders. She didn't usually think about but she always wondered why she had done it. Was it even a big deal?

"Trinity?"

"It was a one time thing. I didn't even know what I was doing, but I remember it.. really clearly. It was after my dad's heart attack, before my stupid HCM test results. I was feeling just.. horrible. My ex-boyfriend had broken up with me. My family was.. just, well, you've heard a lot about my family, use your imagination. I was alone. Even if Lucas had just gotten back, I had to no one to go to, to lean on. My dad, he's always had knee problems. So of course, I knew where his pain killers were. I knew how strong they were. He usually just takes one at a time. I swallowed.. uhm.. three of them. With a glass of scotch. I don't know why, but I did. And it knocked me right out."

"it's good you got that out."

"But, that's not the thing. What's bothering me, is that I've thought of doing it again. And I haven't. I just need, I just want, to tell someone."

"You should, it might make you feel better about the situation. You'd have someone to talk to instead of turning to something drastic like that again. Tell someone you trust."

"I just don't know who that is anymore. Probably Lucas, but he's sorta.. out of the way right now."

"You could always come back to the group counceling you know, it was good to have you there."

"I know, but I didn't feel that I was getting anything out of it, you know? So I don't think I will. But, if you are allowed, can you tell me one thing? Why is Maverick there?"

"I'm assuming you aren't close with him are you, or I'm sure he would have told you. Well, since you aren't coming back I might as well, Maverick was .. well, is.. struggling with a lot of things. And he's actually moving to New York soon, with his dad. His parents believed it would be good for him to have someone to talk to.."

"Guess he's off the market now."

"Trinity! C'mon, get up. You're gonna be late."

"I feel terribly ill." She said dryly.

"Okay, that isn't even a good attempt at faking sick. Take it from the master." Nathan quickly threw a pillow at his sister, smirking. She shot up and shot a glance at him, while he just chuckled and took a seat around the counter.

"Where's your arm candy?" Trinity yelled to him as she headed to the bathroom to wash her face.

"Went in to the cafe to help Karen with the morning rush," Nathan said nodding, "Then we're meeting up for class later."

"So you clearly have enough time to drive me to school!" she exclaimed as she bounded out of the bedroom, after changing out of her pajamas. She took a seat at the island of the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl. She looked at him, and he just shrugged.

"Well, of course. But you'll have to pay for gas." he replied simply. She looked at him, shocked.

"Nate! I don't wanna walllllk!" She shot him a pouty look and he just shook his head.

"Just rollerblade then."

And of course, that is what she ended up doing. She didn't really have money to spare on gas. Especially if she wasn't driving. If she really wanted to, a simple phone call could increase her bank account but she really didn't want to talk to her mom. She secured her packsack over her shoulders and headed towards Tree Hill High. Rollerblading.. she tried to recall the last time she rollerbladed.

On this afternoon, she was on her rollerblades, and as she passed the house this day she didn't notice the other rollerblader on the sidewalk. She looked over at the house, sailing down the sidewalk at a high speed and she ran into this other person. She ended up knocking him over, and she fell over herself, tearing her jeans.

"Oh my gawd, I am so sorry!" she pleaded once she got up. She then noticed she was staring into the most gorgeous eyes she had ever seen, almost a baby blue colour. The guy standing in front of her was wearing long black shorts and a red Element t-shirt, and to her, he was the cutest guy she had even known.

"Don't worry, I'm alright, is your knee okay?" he asked, glancing at her ripped pants.

"Um yah, just ripped, thanks, I'm Trinity by the way, Trinity Scott" she extended her hand to him and he shook it, then a look of worry came onto his face.

"Hey Trinity, you aren't related to Nathan and or Lucas Scott are you?" he asked her, taken back.

"yah, Nathan's my brother and Lucas is my half brother...why?"

"Well, um, I really shouldn't be thinking you're cute now..."

"What?" she asked, suddenly blushing.

"Well, my name is Ryland, Ryland Burton"


Ryland. Her mind jumped to years ago. Ryland, you and your family will always be the charcol in my box of crayons. The Burton family. She shuddered at the thought of them. Ryland, that little sleaze bag as she'd put it. And his brother, the.. bigger sleaze bag. That about summed them up.

She glided past the Rivercourt on the way to school. On purpose. She could have taken the shorter way, but she didn't care about being late for school. The River Court. Lovely. All that place did to her now was remind her of Lucas. And how he was in the hospital. And how.. Raleigh wasn't even that far away. She slowly reached the school and dreaded as the first bell rang. She dashed to her locker, grabbed her shoes for phys.ed. and headed to the gym.

"Thanks for showing up, Miss Scott." she heard her teacher spit out as she took a seat with her class on the bleachers. She rolled her eyes and shoved her rollerblades into her bag.

As he droned on about wearing sandals in the locker rooms, she quickly glanced around the gym. She waved at Jake, well, Mr.Jagelski who was sitting on the other end of the bleachers. He shot her a small smile back. She continued to look around the hallowed gym, banner after banner; jersey after jersey. Her eye's stopped on the jersey which read '3'. Lucas' number.

She quickly shut her eyes, thinking about Lucas. And sights of him lying on his hospital bed, lifeless. She didn't know where she would be without him, and she just couldn't.. imagine her life without him a phone call away at the most. Suddenly, she wanted to go see him. Just to tell him how much she cares.

"He could be awake now.." she said to herself quietly. That was her plan. As soon as she could, she'd be out of the gym and off to see Lucas.

"Miss Scott! Whatever it is you are daydreaming about is much less important than what we are discussing here, so please, pay attention for once"

She groaned and rolled her eyes, "I am paying attention, coach." She spat his name.

"Trinity, you should stop. I know your family has been going through a lot but if I hear anymore of that rude attitude from you, it'll be an after school detention"

"No. You don't know about my family. And I'd rather not have your opinion on it, thanks"

"That's it. Detention. 4 o'clock." Trinty shot him a glare and groaned. There was no way she was going to detention. Everything was getting way too overwhelming.

"I'm out of here." She grabbed her bag and walked off the bleachers and stormed out the gym doors. She didn't need that from her stupid gym coach. She didn't need advice or opinions from anyone about her family. Nor did she want them. She didn't know why people always chose to give their opinions anyway, and the glare that they recieved never stopped them from going on and on. She glanced at her watch. It wasn't even noon yet. And it was Friday. She had the weekend ahead of her.

She started her way down the hallway, heading to the doors leading outside. She heard someone behind her, calling her name.

"Trinity! Wait a second," It was Jake. She sighed a bit. She didn't want to talk to anyone, and she knew that's what he would want to do.

"So, this is probably the last question you want to hear right now, but are you okay?" He gave her a concerned look and tucked his clipboard under his arm. She crossed her arms and looked down.

"What do you think?" She retorted, shaking her head. She glanced up at him quickly, then looked down again. He saw them. Tears flowing down her face.

"Trinity, just.. you know which car is mine? Well, my parents. The red Focus. Go wait there, this period is done in about 20 minutes and this is the only class I've gotta help out.. so, we'll talk or something. Okay?" She nodded her head a bit and walked out of the school, wiping the tears off her face. Great, now he saw me crying.

About one minute after the bell rang ending that period of classes, Jake was out the doors and heading to the parking lot. Trinity was leaning beside the car, playing a game on her cell phone. She had been tempted to call Nathan, but she knew he wouldn't be that pleased with the story. She could have called the hospital to find Lucas' room, but she knew that wouldn't be the best thing to do. Karen was still there from what she knew.

"So what's the plan Jagelski?" She looked up at him as he approached the car. He reached over and pushed the hair out of her face, then smilied.

"Get in. I know for a fact you want to go see Lucas, and I do too. And that means we have a few hours of driving ahead of us, and plenty of time to talk about that outburst in class. And please don't tell me I just sounded like a parent." He winced and opened the door for her. She smiled and reluctantly got in.

"You really want to talk to me about my problems?" she questioned him, as he got in on the driver's side of the vehicle.

"Yeah, I do. I mean, we aren't that close. But I know enough about you and your family that if you don't talk to someone about what's going on, things could get worse fast. And I feel a road trip would be a lot more fun that being stuck in that school this afternoon. Am I right"

"Of course. Uhm, was he upset? About me storming out like that?" She watched as he slipped an Elliot Smith cd into the stereo and pulled out of the parking lot.

"He's a teacher, so of course. Not really upset, but angry. Told him I'd handle it." He smiled again and watched the road. Trinity looked at him for a second, and his smile. It was warm, and made her feel, oddly, a bit safer. She leaned back in her chair and cracked her window.

"You know, if this silence keeps up, I'll have to turn this car around. Something is bothering you Miss Trinity, let it all out." She looked over at him, and his eyes were inviting. Like she could tell him anything and he wouldn't judge her.

And she did. And she felt better. And he was a good listener. And the rest of their drive to Raleigh just melted away. It was weird, she felt so relaxed just talking to him. Listening to him tell stories about highschool and listening to his laugh.

"Hey, Scott. Stop daydreaming. I have this good feeling ol'Lucas is going to be A.OK. What do you think"

She had a feeling that was just as good. She just smiled and nodded and enjoyed the ride.

Karen was sitting in her son's hospital room, directly beside his bed. She sipped her coffee slowly, then set it down. She sighed, running her hands through her dark hair. He looked so innocent and helpless just lying there. The doctor said he would wake up anytime now. She had already read through the newspaper three times, glancing over every time she heard something. But nothing. No change in him yet.

She looked around the room quickly. The coach of the basketball team had sent in flowers, as did Peyton. The gave colour to the dull room, which seemed to ease the tension that filled it. Every now and then the doctor would come in, check his stats then leave, promising it would be soon.

She got up from her seat and walked over to the window. She looked outside, and glanced down at the park that was directly beside the hospital. The play structure was filled with young kids and their parents. The boughts of laughter echoed throughout the area. Karen smiled at all the youthfulness.

Suddenly, she heard a slight cough from behind her. She turned around quickly, seeing her son slowly open his eyes. She almost started to cry as she ran over to the bed, hugging him. She heard his rasp out the word 'water', so she helped him to drink some.

He was awake, and she was so happy. He looked quite tired and pale. She couldn't stop herself now, the tears were running down her cheeks. She rested in her chair beside him and grabbed his hand.

"Don't cry.." he spoke quietly. She smiled gladly, squeezing his hand.

"Shh, don't worry about me. These are tears of happiness"

She saw a small smile come across his face and she sighed. He was going to be alright.

(And that was my latest chapter, woot. What did you guys think? Look, it's summer! Look forward to more updates! I love you guys! Reviewww!)