Chapter Twenty Five: The Party

As she looked around the room Brooke couldn't help but be proud of herself. The Scott's beach house looked great. But more importantly it was completely packed with tons of people having an awesome time. There was already a buzz going around that it could very easily be the best party of the year. Brooke had told Haley and Nathan to show up about 30 minuets late, so that when they got there the party would already be in full swing. And it so totally was.

Finally the couple of the evening walked through the door. They were awestruck. Neither of them even recognized the place. Haley looked at Brooke who has been waiting for them by the door. Brooke was loving the amazed expressions on their faces.

"Brooke this is unbelievable." Haley gawked.

Brooke had managed to transform the beach house. It now looked just like an elite New York City club. The lighting was insanely elaborate and the ambiance was incredible. Haley was completely taken aback. Brooke's decorating and design talents never ceased to amaze her.

"I know isn't it fabulous!" Brooke squealed with delight. "I guess that horrible trip to New York wasn't a total wash after all."

Nathan looked around the room. In all of his years of throwing parties in this place he had never seen it so packed or so done up. "I gotta hand it to ya Brooke. You did well."

"Thanks." She beamed. She was so happy they liked it. "Ok" She began counting on her fingers, "We have shots and mix drinks in the kitchen ,jungle juice in the bathroom, beer pong in the living room, and a keg, music and dancing in the basement...Ew and don't worry to avoid drunken accidents I took all the expensive slash breakable things and locked them up in master bedroom." Brooke was a season pro at the whole party throwing thing. She had covered everything.

Haley shook her head and laughed. "Is there any place in the house that's alcohol free?" She asked.

"I hope not," Brooke replied "or else it's a lame party.

Nathan laughed. Even though the scenery had changed, he could tell some things were still the same.

"Oh you know what I take that back." She corrected herself. "I'm pretty sure the laundry room is still straight edge…that is unless the stoners have gotten a hold of it and hot boxed it."

Haley gave Brooke a fake disapproving look. "So I'm assuming DW not I isn't sponsoring this event." She said sarcastically.

Brooke shook her head. 'Oh no I'm sure this party'll keep them pretty busy tonight." She broke into a wide grin. "I how ever am not on duty tonight." She informed them mischievously.

Haley and Nathan both laughed.

"Now you two go have fun" Brooke urged them. "This party is for you! I'll do the busy work…you know circulate and make sure the underclassmen aren't getting too drunk and barfing all over the floor.

Nathan flashed a quick little teasing smile at his wife. Haley blushed. She knew if she drank that would so be her. As she had learned by her infamous trip to the beach and her bachlorette party she could not hold her liquor.

Downstairs the party was rocking in typical Tree Hill fashion. This of course, as always, included Tim trying to get some dumb, self invented drinking game to catch on. This particular game involved taking 4 shots as quickly as you can, and then attempting to take all your clothes off. The winner was the first person to achieve full nudity. Tim had ever so ingeniously labeled it "Skin To Win". He was trying to convince some girls to play, but needless to say they weren't exactly flocking to him.

"Oh come one ladies" He called out over the music. "Y'all know you want to see "The Tim" take it all off!"

Girls were turning up their noses and rolling their eyes left and right. Tim was making a complete spectacle of himself yet again.

Bevin walked up to him.

"Bevin" He said bobbing his head up and down suggestively. 'Nice! I knew you couldn't resist the Tim." He said cockily.

"Eh no!" She said repulsed. "I just wanted to remind you not to get too drunk tonight because were getting together tomorrow to work on our history project."

"Oh right" Tim winked. "The history project" he said making little quotation marks with his hands. "What time should I come over there for the lovefest?" he asked.

With any other guy it would've been a joke, but Tim was 100 serious. He was convinced Bevin wanted him.

"My dad and I will pick you up at 2:00" She said stressing the dad part so he would get the message that this was purely business and she had no interest in him what so ever.

"Your dad?" He asked

"Yeah Tim my dad" She said making it perfectly clear.

Tim looked a little uncertain. "Bevin that's a little too kinky even for me."

"Tim get life! Tomorrow we are working on the project…that's it!" She turned her head and walked back over towards the keg where Skillz was filling up.

"I know you want it Bevin!" He called after her completely unphased by what should have been a complete hit to his ego. "There's no use denying it!"

Bevin rolled her eyes and laughed. 'Oh my god!"

"I do not trust that dude." Skillz said staring at Tim. He looked at him as if he were a punching bag. Tim quickly turned around. "The Tim" wasn't much for bravery.

"Aw Skillz" Bevin crooned. "That's so cute that you're jealous, but trust me we're just partners." She promised him. "And even if I wasn't 110 into you, which I am" she added sexily. "Tim just isn't my type at all."

"Why?" Skillz asked. "Cuz he ain't as sexy as yo baby?" he said as he kissed her.

Bevin giggled. "That…and plus he's really dumb! Seriously he totally moronical!" she explained

Skillz laughed. "You mean 'moronic'." He corrected her.

Bevin shook her pretty but some what empty head. 'No, that's not a word silly!"

Skillz smiled at his shortie. "My mistake." He said as he escorted her into the masses of people to dance. She may not be the smartest girl around but he loved her.

Brooke was circulating around the house, stopping to chit-chat with people and let them complement her on how kick ass the party was. She was willingly soaking up someone's praise when she spotted Rachel in an unusual spot: on the couch. Rachel wasn't one to take a back seat or be a wall flower at parties. She was normally the center of attention, "getting her freak on" or drinking like a sailor. But tonight she was just chilling on the couch. She wasn't even sucking face with some random guy. She was just sitting there talking to some girl from their gym class.

It struck Brooke as extremely odd, though she wasn't exactly shocked considering how strange Rachel had been acting lately. Brooke could hardly keep track of all the uncharacteristic things Rachel had done and said over the last couple of weeks. Rachel refused to tell her what what was going on. At first when Brooke would ask what was wrong Rachel would deny it all together and just get pissed and say "nothing", but lately she'd just respond with "Don't worry about it I'm gonna be fine." Brooke couldn't decide if this was a good or bad development. She tried to do the Brooke Davis thing (snooping around and trying to put pieces together) but nothing was adding up and she had no answers.

Now, Brooke couldn't help herself from watching Rachel out of the corner of her eye. She watched her sitting there making pleasant conversation with some one of the same sex, as if it was what girls like her always did at parties. While the other girl yaked away about getting hit in the face with a volley ball Brooke caught Rachel's eyes drift over towards Mouth. She gave him a quick secretive look. Brooke's eyes grew wide. This wasn't Rachel's normal toying look. This look was so perfectly delivered, if Brooke hadn't of known Rachel better she may have mistook it for genuine affectionate. That pissed Brooke off. She was not going to stand idly by and let Rachel mess with poor Mouth's head. He didn't deserve that, not again.

Brooke walked over to her. She was about to take a tone with Rachel but then realized Mouth's eyes were on them…or on Rachel rather. He looked totally smittened like he just couldn't tear his eyes away from her. That made Brooke even more infuriated.

"Can I talk to you in the other room for a sec?" Brooke asked Rachel forcing a smile and a cheery voice. "Now!" She hissed under her breath.

Rachel gave her a confused look. "Eh o.k.?"

Brooke led her out of the room and plopped down on the bottom of the stairs. Rachel assuming she was supposed to do the same, so she took a seat as well.

Brooke's voice got stern and serious. "Please tell me you're not leading Mouth on."

Rachel gave a pained "I would never do a thing like that" look. But Brooke has seen that look before so she pushed further. "Because that's so unfair to hi…"

Rachel couldn't bear to let Brooke go any further. It was too painful of a reminder of what a horrible person she'd been in the past. "That's not what's going on Brooke. I promise!" Rachel sounded so confused Brooke decided to give her the benefit of the doubt.

"Good!" Brooke smile. "Because you know if you did hurt him I'd have to beat your ass" She joked.

Rachel laughed. "Pshh please as if you could. I'd just sit on you with my big fat ass…or at least the old me would have" Rachel laughed.

Brooke smiled she had never heard Rachel joke about her surgery or her weight before. But she'd been in an amazing mood the past view days (Still kinda sketchy and like she was hiding something some times) but happier than Brooke has ever seen her.

Brooke patted Rachel on the shoulder and stood up "Well I'm gonna go treat myself to a beer. What can I get you?" Brooke asked Rachel.

"Eh nothing for me thanks." Rachel replied casually.

Brooke giggled. "What are you 'high on life'" Brooke asked mockingly quoting their health teacher.

"Something like that" Rachel smiled.

"O.k." Brooke rolled her eyes as she flashed a grin at her friend.

Peyton knocked on the door and waited outside the beach house. She could already tell by the number of parked cars and the insane amount of noise this party was huge. She and Nathan had thrown quite a few raggers here back in the day but never anything quite like this.

Haley opened the door.

"Hey!!!" Haley greeted her "I was wondering where you were. I was just about to call you."

"Sorry," Peyton apologized. I had a little trouble trying to get this in and out of the car." She said gesturing to the huge box of CD's and records in her hands.

"Oh god how spacey of me!" Haley said opening the door wider so she could get in.

"Yeah see I was just gonna bring my Ipod and hook it up to the speakers, but then I figured at a Scott party that probably wasn't such a good idea." Peyton explained. She had broken two cell phones and lost a good watch at pervious beach house bashes. She knew just as well as Brooke that things got too chaotic to just leave expensive things lying around.

Haley chuckled "Thank you so much for bringing that. We really appreciate it." She said as Nathan joined them.

Peyton laughed. "You may want to speak for yourself. Nate and I don't exactly have the same taste in music." She smiled remembering how Nathan had so often referred to her music as loser rock.

Nathan who was always embarrassed to be reminded of what and ass hole he was to Peyton blush a slight bit. "That's not true." He lied "Your stuff's…cool."

"Nathan Scott" Peyton pretended to scold him. "Don't you dare lie to me."

He laughed.

"Don't worry." Peyton smiled. "There may be some Tupac and possibly some Eminem on this CD." She said tossing him a CD labeled "Shitty Music For Nathan"

"Thanks" Nathan said

Haley just laughed. It was true she maybe singer but her husband had almost zero musical taste.

"So where should I put this stuff?" Peyton asked.

"Um in the living room would be awesome. We're trying to give people some where to dance where they won't be bothered by Tim's cat calling." Haley told her. "Just get some freshman party crasher to DJ for you, then come up and find us."

"Hmm I don't know this music seems way too important to be left in the hands of some random freshman. This is a job for a sophomore at the very least." Peyton joked

"Hey if you're lucky maybe you can get Tim to DJ for you." Nathan suggested with a laugh.

Peyton burst out in laughter. "Um I think not!"

She laughed her way into the living room. The thought of Tim trying to sift through her musical selection was just hilarious. If he had his way they'd probably be listening to Sir Mix-A lot's "I Like Big Butt's" all night.

After Peyton had finished setting every thing up she looked around the room for someone to sucker into watching over the music, occasionally pressing a stop/play button, and changing a CD or two. Before she even had time to choose Gigi popped up.

"Are you looking for some one to DJ because I could so do it!" Gigi volunteered eagerly.

"Sure take it away" Peyton nodded willingly. "I didn't know you were into music" She said.

"Oh yeah I'm really into it" Gigi assure her.

"Really who do you like?" Peyton asked curiously. Gigi didn't really strike her as the type but it was always great to meet another music buff.

"I LOVE the Backstreet Boys" She told Peyton.

"Really?" Peyton's face sunk. She wondered if she had just made a huge mistake in entrusting her music to Gigi.

"Yep." Gigi said. "They're so hot!"

Peyton wanted to be polite "Well I guess I kinda always thought that J.C guy was cute. You know in a pretty boy, boy bandish kind of way." Peyton admitted.

Gigi looked at Peyton like she was a space alien. A space alien who had just said the most horrendous thing imaginable "NO, no J.C was from N'SYNC! I hate N'SYNC!" Gigi said glaring at Peyton.

"Oh my mistake." Peyton said backing away slowly.

Gigi face turned soft and sweet again, as it lit up with an idea. "You know," She said excitedly "I think I might have some of their CD's in my car."

"Oh that's cool." Peyton said trying to sound impressed. "But um why don't you just play the first couple of CD I sat out there" she hinted hopping Gigi would get the message. "And eh I'm go find Nathan and Haley but I'll be back later."

"O.k." Gigi nodded happily.

"I swear to god if she starts playing "You Are My Fire" I'm gonna just die!" Peyton thought to herself.

Peyton was turning the corner from the living room to find Nathan and Haley just as Brooke was running up the stairs to find a drink. They didn't jus spot one another; they actually ended up knocking straight into each other. The look on Brooke's face when she realized who she had just smacked heads with was absolutely priceless.

She stood there gapping before she could get her thoughts together and form sentences. "What are you doing here?" she asked positively shocked.

"Excuse me?" Peyton retorted sharply. How dare Brooke question Peyton's right to be at one of her best friends parties?

"What are you doing here?" Brooke repeated, this time more hostile than bewildered.

"Well I know that logic and actually thinking in general for that matter have never been your strong point" Peyton ridiculed her fiercely. "But see I'm at a party and… I'm partying" She responded as if she were talking to a five year old.

"O.k. let me rephrase the question," Brooke said raising her voice angrily. "Why are you here Peyton? Nobody likes a party crashing loser." She hissed.

"I think you're a little bit confused" Peyton mocked her. "See because unlike you I've never done anything that desperate or pathetic." She said referring to the time Brooke and Niki had drunkenly crash Haley and Nathan 1st party.

Brooke gave her the death stare. "Oh don't be so modest Peyton you've done plenty of desperate and pathetic things" she spat. "Falling for my boyfriend who is totally in love with me for example." She flashed a bitchy smile.

"Well if that's so 'desperate and pathetic' then why are you keeping him away from me, Brooke?" Peyton fired back with an equally patronizing smile.

Brooke was so tempted to sock Peyton in the face but she checked herself and restrained. "Peyton just get the fuck out! Nobody wants you here!" She said coldly. "You should just go home, listen to your losery music, and do one of your freaky drawings."

Peyton rolled her eyes. She was not going to let Brooke Davis get the best of her. She was tougher than that. "I'm not going anywhere Brooke. Nathan and Haley want me here just as much as they want you."

Brooke snorted in laughter. "You're already a slut Peyton, don't be a liar too."

Normally a remark like that would have been a real blow to Peyton, but she was so used to shit like this from Brooke she hardly even noticed. She just completely ignored it. "I was invited just like everybody else here" she defended herself.

"Well since I was in charge of the guest list I know that's bull shit." Brooke snapped. "I have a 'no whore policy' at parties so I made sure not to invite you."

Just then Haley came around the corner. She was just in time to hear Brooke's last comment. "Brooke!" She shouted. "How could you not invite her? She was on the top of the list. I even stared her name."

"You said I could make adjustments and Peyton needed to be… adjusted." Brooke said trying to sound innocent and sweet.

Peyton stared at her in disgust.

"Brooke I can't believe you did that! I mean it's Peyton!" Haley shook her head. This little feud was getting on her last nerve!

"Exactly" Brooke said, all the sweetness had fallen away from her voice. "It's Peyton and you know how I feel about her Haley. I can't believe that you went behind my back and invited her.

Haley sighed. "Brooke, this is my party."

"Yeah a party that I'm throwing for you," Brooke reminded her. "I have put my heart and soul into planning it! Not to mention worked my ass off to actually make it happen! The one thing I did for myself was not invite her and you couldn't just respect that?"

Haley tried to calm her down. "Brooke I'm sorry that you're upset. But the two of you are going to have to accept that Nathan and I love you both. And since you a big part of our lives sometimes you're gonna have to be mature enough to be in the same room as one another." She was almost out of breath. "O.k.?" she asked.

Peyton shrugged and gave her an "if I absolutely have to look."

Haley turned to Brooke.

Brooke shook her head "No! No! No!" she said getting louder each time. "I'm sorry Haley but I just can't!" she yelled before turning her back and heading into the kitchen.

"Brooke" Haley called following after her.

Brooke walked into the kitchen and grabbed a half drunken shot off the counter. She drank it hard and fast. She had gotten used to the burn years ago. She quickly slammed three more before Haley caught up to her.

"Come on Brooke" She said trying to reason with her. "I know it's hard for you, but you have to try and meet me in the middle."

"What the hell do you mean 'meet you in the middle'? You're siding with her!" Brooke yelled.

"I'm not siding with anyone. I'm trying to neutral!" Haley explained to a very tipsy Brooke.

"Well I don't want neutral friends!" Brooke informed her. She then took a shot right out of the hand of some random guy. "I want friends who take sides! And if they don't take the right side, my side, then it's their loss."

Haley just shook her head once more as she tried to decide how to respond to that.

Brooke downed another shot before turning back to Haley. She was way past tipsy at this point. "You know what Haley you're in luck. These last couple of shots have made me feel very forgiving. I think I'm gonna let tonight slide." She said her speech mildly slurred. "But I never want this to happen again."

Haley just sighed and said o.k. knowing the odds were Brooke wasn't going to even remember this in the morning.

"I think I'll just make a little announcement so that everyone else is clear!" Brooke said happily. She wobbled her way up on to a chair, then attempted to climb on top of a table swaying all the while.

Haley looked up at her in horror. She could feel it in her bones. Brooke Davis making any type of drunken statement pretty much spelled drama. She tried to get her down. "Brooke what ever you are doing, please just don't."

"Brooke Davis is on top of the kitchen table!" Some body shouted. "And I'm pretty sure she's wasted!"

You could literally hear people stop what they were doing and make a bee line for the kitchen.

Brooke clapped her hands. "Yay! Now everyone will get to my message!"

"Brooke please" Haley begged her "get down!"

The room was now completely filled up with people spilling out the sides. Every body wanted to see what Brooke was up to and what was gonna happen next. Knowing her they figured they were in for a show. Most of the boys in the room were hoping for a little encore to her time capsule performance.

"Gather round everybody" Brooke encouraged them. "I just need quick sec. I have a few things to say." All ears and all eyes were on Brooke.

Nathan came up behind Haley. "What the hell is going on?" He asked his wife.

"I have no idea." Haley whispered. "But I have a feeling it's not gonna be pretty."

"As you all may or may not know I no longer associate myself with Peyton Sawyer. For those of you who don't know she's the skinny blonde bitch in the corner." Brooke pointed to Peyton, who had an unreadable look on her face. It was half mortified half not so surprised.

"Brooke!" Haley hissed.

"Oh don't worry Hales I'm not gonna get into to the details. Although I will say the fight may have something to do with the fact that she's a complete back stabbing, two faced boyfriend, stealing whore!"

Peyton face was on fire not with embarrassment (Brooke was the one who she felt should be embarrassed) but with anger.

"Anyway so the bottom line is we're at the same party tonight. But this is gonna be last time. From now on if anyone is having a get together, a gathering, a party" the alcohol was really starting to talk now "hell even an orgy maybe" Brooke said scandalously. "They need to choose which one of us they want to be there. Fabulous fun loving me…or Peyton" She said with disgust. "Any questions?" She asked.

"Yeah, will you take off your top?" Some hopeful guy shouted.

"Hmm let me think about it." Brooke said.

Haley knew Brooke was probably actually considering it so she quickly pulled her off.

Nathan saw Peyton darting for the door. He ran after her.

"Peyton come on don't leave." He pleaded. "Everybody knows Brooke is just being an idiot. Don't be upset."

"I'm not leaving because I'm upset Nathan!" He could tell she was trying to keep herself from screaming. "I'm leaving because if I stay I'm gonna beat the shit out of her. I'm not even joking I may kill her!"

Nathan put his hand on her shoulder.

"So since I don't want to make a bigger scene than she already has, I think I'm gonna just take off." Peyton said still trying to shake the rage from hr voice. All she really wanted to do right now was punch the wall…that or shoot Brooke either or. "I'll just pick up my music tomorrow or something."

"Peyton are you sure?" He asked. He hated to see her go especially like this.

"Yeah! Seriously it's cool."

Nathan knew it wasn't "cool". But he also knew that some times when you're pissed as hell you need to just walk.

Peyton couldn't help but slam the door a little on her way out. Nate knew it wasn't personal.

After Peyton left Nathan went to find Haley he found her in an unlikely place. She was in the kitchen drinking margarita.

Nathan gave her a funny look and gestured toward the drink.

"I need it o.k." She said with a little half smile.

He could understand that. He grabbed one himself. "Peyton left." He informed her.

Haley frowned. "Great" she said sadly. "Brooke's passed out on the couch and um now all anybody ants to do is talk about what just happened."

It was true. Hardly anyone was dancing or even drinking anymore. Everybody was just standing around gossiping.

"Ughh could this get any worse?" Haley asked.

Suddenly Gigi shouted out from the other room. "Oh my god I love this song!" She said. She was the only person who hadn't come to hear Brooke's little speech. She seemed completely unaware of the situation. Over all the chattering voices came a sweet and familiar melody.

Haley could not believe her ears as two voices sang out above everything.

"Dancin' where the stars go blue

Dancin' where the evening fell

Dancin' in my wooden shoes

In a wedding gown" She heard her voice.

Followed by the infamous Chris Keller

"Dancin' out on 7th street

Dancin' through the underground

Dancin' little marionette

Are you happy now?"

"To answer your question yes!" Nathan said.

For a milla- second Haley was afraid Nathan was actually upset. But then she saw his smile. How could he not smile the irony of it all was just too much to find hilarious.

"Oh god" Haley sighed with a laugh.

Shortly after everyone cleared out. Except for a few friends who stayed behind to help with the clean up.

While Haley was doing some dishes in the kitchen she heard her cell phone ring. It was the ringtone for Lucas. She looked over at Nathan who was drying.

"Oh my god! I was so caught up with everything I didn't realized that Luke never showed!" Her face was horrified. She was just praying he was o.k. "Hello?" She answered "Lucas?"

"Hey" He said "Don't be mad at me for missing your big party!"

"Oh god I'm not mad!" Haley said relieved. "I'm just glad your o.k.! Where the hell are you?"

"I called and left a message on Brooke's phone like hours ago." He explained. "But she never picked up. Is she there?"

"Yep she's here alright!" Haley said. Lucas didn't pick up on the tone in her voice.

"Anyway," Lucas continued "I'm at the hospital with my mom."

"What!" Haley yelled in a panic. "Is she o.k?"

Lucas smiled it was cute that Haley was so concerned. "Yeah she's fine apparently she was experiencing those Braxton-Hickey contractions" He told her.

Haley grinned. "Braxton- Hicks contractions!" she corrected him. "Contractions that aren't actually labor."

Lucas laughed. "Yeah those. So anyway I was on my way to the party when I got a call from Dan so I had to turn around."

"Karen and Dan are hanging out?" Haley asked kinda suspiciously.

"Yeah" Lucas said he wasn't quite sure what to make of it either.

"Well don't worry about Lucas. As long as she's o.k. and your o.k." Haley reassured him." so other than having to spend your night with Dan are you alright?"She joked.

"Actually he wasn't that bad. In fact he was kinda a big help. He drove he to the hospital and took care of her till I got there, and then he still insisted on sticking around." Lucas confessed.

"Huh well good for Dan I guess. It nice to hear he's being civil for a change."

"Yeah." Lucas agreed. "So what'd I miss?" He asked.

"Well other than your girl friend getting totally smacked and making a complete fool out of herself not much" Haley said sarcastically.

"Oh god! What she do?" He asked.

"Oh don't worry I'm sure you'll here all about it on Monday!" Haley quipped.

"She didn't eh…expose herself did she?" Lucas asked nervously.

Haley made a face "Um thank god no! I'll tell you about it latter but right now I really need to finish cleaning up and head home."

"Alright, sure I'll talk to you latter." Lucas said.

"Hm kay. Bye" Haley said

"Bye."

Haley, Nathan, Mouth, Rachel and a passed out Brooke were the only people left in the house.

"Don't worry about Brooke. We'll take her home." Rachel offered.

"Thanks Rachel." Haley said appreciatively. "That would be a big help."

"No problem. Mouth and I drove together but we have room in the back." She promised.

Nathan grabbed Rachel's car keys from the table and handed them to Mouth.

"Oh actually I'm the designated driver tonight." Rachel told him proudly.

"Really." He asked not meaning to sound so shocked.

"Yep. Surprise, surprise right?" she asked.

"Well good for you Rachel" Haley congratulated her. Not getting completely shit faced at a party was a pretty big step for Rachel.

Rachel nodded.

Mouth as in the living room trying to wake Brooke up.

"Mmm" She grumbled. "Let me sleep Mommy…I can skip 1st today!"

Mouth had to laugh. "She's totally out of it!"

"Watch and learn." Rachel said. She walked over to Brooke and whispered in her ear. "Brooke Brad Pitt's down stairs making waffles! Think you want to get up?"

Brooke mumbled some more "Only if they're blue berry."

Rachel looked pleased as Brooke began to try to get up. "This is how I get her up in the mornings."

Brooke stumbled to her feet. She was still somewhere in between drunk and hung over. 'Why does my bedroom look like the Scott's living room?" She asked all confused.

Rachel pulled something out of her ass "We're um redecorating."

Mouth was cracking up. Even Haley and Nathan were laughing.

"Let's get her in the car before she passes out again." Rachel suggested.

"Car?" Brooke asked. "Are we going on a road trip?"

"Um yeah" Rachel humored her.

"Yay!" Brooke clapped her ands before collapsing on Rachel's shoulder.

"Nathan, Mouth a little help please!" Rachel whispered.

They ran over to her and took Brooke. The two of them carried her down to the car.

While Mouth was getting Brooke situated in the back. Rachel thanked Nathan and Haley. "Well thanks a lot. I had a lot of fun tonight. And eh no there's no doubt that everyone will be talking about it on Monday" She said trying to look on the bright side.

"Haha yeah!" Haley agreed. "So much for no drama right?" Haley asked.

"I think people still had fun!" she tried to comfort them. "I'm mean what's a party with out some excitement?"

"I think I preferred it when you and Lucas you to wrestle each other." Haley teased her husband.

"Eww missed that one." Rachel said jokingly intrigued.

"We didn't wrestle" Nathan said defensively.

Haley and Rachel laughed. "What ever you say!"

Rachel and Mouth got in the car and hit the road.

Haley turned to Nathan. "Oh my god can we just go home already?"

Nathan smiled at his exhausted wife. "Sure let me just go grab my keys."

Haley yawned. "I'm so ready for this night to be over!"