Disclaimer: Still don't own One Tree Hill.

A/N: As promised, since there was one review (unfortunately only one, but I'm okay with that, really), I am posting the second part to my lovely story.

Hot-pepper96: Thanks for reviewing. I agree that Haley is more sarcastic than I portrayed her in the first part, but I figured that since it was Haley's first encounter with Len that Haley would be courteous and turn down the sarcasm. Have no fear though, when I have more Haley she will be retain her dry comebacks and comments. At least, that's what I'm hoping I'll do.

Anyway, here is the second part.

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Nathan Scott pulled into his driveway at around ten thirty after hanging with his friends for a few hours. After he got kicked out of the basketball game last week, his dad blew a gasket and had grounded him. For a week when he wasn't at school or playing basketball he was forced to be at home. However by the time the second Saturday of his sentence rolled around, his dad finally cooled off and ungrounded him. Unfortunately, his mom wasn't that lenient and instead put him on a ten o'clock curfew on school nights. And since it was Sunday night and he had school the next day, that meant he was fifteen minutes late. As he climbed out of his truck, the sound of a loud bass from a car stereo floated to his ears. His eyes moved to the street to find the source of the loud hip-hop beats that filled the neighborhood, and soon a speeding silver car veering around the corner came into view and made its way towards his house. Nathan expected it to continue down the road, but suddenly the made a sharp turn into the driveway that was adjacent and came to a halt next to his truck. He watched the vehicle attentively as he waited for the driver to emerge from the car. He knew that some people moved in next door today, so he was curious to see who one of them were. He expected to see some middle-aged male trying to be "hip" come out of the car, but instead of some balding old guy it was an attractive female who slipped out.

He combed over some of the girl's features as she closed the door shut. She looked about his age, give or take a couple years. Her black hair was short and flippy. From the distance he stood, she didn't appear to be much shorter than him and even in her clothes that were chosen for the cool weather, he could tell she had some curves on her. Suddenly she seemed to sense his eyes on her as she looked up and away from the car door, then locked eyes with him. Internally, Nathan nearly died of embarrassment of being caught checking out of his new neighbor, but externally he kept his usually cool façade and gave the new neighbor girl what he thought was his most charming smile. The girl smirked back at him, then walked around her car and slinked up next to him.

"Hey there, neighbor-boy. You always greet your neighbors with a leer, or am I special?"

Nathan was momentarily surprised that the girl right away called him on his openly checking her out, but quickly recovered to smoothly reply, "Oh, you are definitely special."

The girl grinned at his reply and let out a small chuckle. Nathan, thinking he had charmed her, smiled right back.

After a short pause, the girl replied, "Do girls actually fall for lines like that here in Tree Hill? Because if they do, they seriously need to get their heads examined."

Nathan slightly frowned at the realization she was seemingly unsusceptible to his allure. He noticed for the first time that in her hands were two paper coffee cups that had Karen's Café logo on them. His mind quickly wandered to thoughts of another female that was able to resist his magnetism; a certain brunette tutor of his who worked at the little café.

"Yo, earth to neighbor-boy, you still there?" the girl asked, breaking into his thoughts.

He blinked out of his daze and made eye contact with her. For the first time he noticed the girl had the most piercing bluish-green eyes.

"From your non-response, I'll take it as yes, the girls here do fall for lame-ass lines," she quipped. "So, neighbor-boy, you got a name I can call ya?"

"Nathan. Nathan Scott," he replied finally fully coming out of his daze.

"Well, Nathan Scott, as much as I'd love to stay out here and chat it up with ya, I better go inside before my dad thinks I got lost."

With that, the girl turned and started to walk towards her house. Nathan watched her for half a second before realizing she didn't tell him her name.

"Hey, I didn't get your name," he yelled after her.

She stopped and turned back to face him.

"That's because I didn't give it to you," she replied to him with a lop-sided smile.

Before he could retort, the girl turned back around and quickly slipped into her house. Nathan stared at the closed front door for several moments going over what had just happened. If it was any indication from this first meeting, new neighbor-girl was a nut job. At least, that's what Nathan gathered from their short interaction. Now there were two girls in Tree Hill that were immune to his suaveness?

That's never happened before. No fear, one of them will eventually give into the Scott charm. Well, one of them has given into the Scott charm, just the wrong Scott.

His mind drifted to bitter thoughts of his rival on and off the courts, Lucas Scott. He was his alleged half-brother, but Nathan would never admit the guy was his brother; even his dad wouldn't claim the kid as his own blood three-fourths of the time. The bastard spawn was slowly stealing everything from him; basketball, his position as team star, and his girlfriend, well, ex-girlfriend. That's why he devised his ingenious plan a few weeks before. He found Lucas's Achilles heal, and it came in the form of a very pretty and smart brunette. Unfortunately, the plan was starting to backfire, because she somehow managed to find a permanent and important spot in his life. They talked, really talked. Not about superficial bullshit he discussed with his other friends, but things that really matter. Hell, he's revealed more stuff about himself to Haley than he ever told his ex-girlfriend Peyton. Instead of hurting Haley to hurt Lucas, he would just steal her from him. Turn her over to his side and away from Lucas's. That way everyone would win, well, everyone except Lucas.

"Are you coming in, or are you just going to stand in the driveway looking at the next door neighbor's house for the rest of the night?" a gruff voice asked from behind him.

It snapped Nathan out of his half-daze and he turned towards the voice to find it came from his dad, Dan Scott, who stood at their front door. Knowing his dad couldn't see it from the distance he stood, Nathan rolled his eyes at his dad's comment. Instead of replying, Nathan took one last glance at the neighbor's house and then made his way to the front door where Dan was waiting for.

"What were doing in the driveway so long anyway?" Dan asked as they walked into the house. "I heard your truck pull up about five minutes ago."

"I was just getting acquainted with one of the new neighbors."

"Oh yes, the Brodys. Your mother made me go welcome them to the neighborhood earlier tonight. So which was it?"

"It was a girl my age, didn't catch her name though."

"Oh, the daughter. Pretty young thing. If I was a few years younger-"

"Dad, don't even think about finishing that sentence. I just ate."

"Aren't you the comedian? Seriously though, she's quite a looker."

"Didn't really notice," shrugged Nathan. He wasn't going to admit he was attracted to her, especially after she blew him off.

"Didn't really notice?" repeated Dan with a half-chuckle. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were turning into a queer."

"Gee, thanks dad," Nathan replied dryly, internally appalled at his fathers inability to be socially aware.

"So, what happen, she turn you down or something?"

"Something like that."

"Don't worry son, no woman can resist the Scott charm," Dan assured him as they walked into the kitchen to find Nathan's mom, Deb, sitting at the kitchen table sipping some tea. "Here is a prime example."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that," jibed Deb to her husband. She quickly turned her attention to her son. "You're late. Got an excuse?"

"Traffic?"
"In Tree Hill? Try again."

"Sorry mom, the guys and were just shooting the breeze, you know, and I lost track of time."

"Come on, Deb, cut the kid some slack. He was just having some fun with his friends."

"Dan, Nathan has to learn that actions come with consequences, and that won't happen if we don't enforce some discipline."

"And that's why I grounded him for a week."

"A week? That is hardly enough punishment for him getting in a fight with a brother."

"He's not my brother," seethed Nathan, annoyed that they were talking about him like he wasn't standing in the room with them.

Nathan stormed out of the kitchen and up to his room.

"Look what you did, Deb, calling that boy his brother."

"Look what I did? Dan, whether you want to acknowledge the fact to yourself or not, Lucas is your son and Nathan's brother. You're the only person who thinks differently. And because of your mentality, your sons are getting into fights, fights that could be avoided if your mindset went beyond yourself and basketball. Now, Im going to bed, and you dont bother joining me."

Now it was Deb's turn to storm out of the kitchen, which left Dan alone with his thoughts. This wasn't the first time Deb nagged him about his negative attitude towards Lucas Scott, but this was the first time she got angry about it. He was surprised and annoyed by her words, however, he wasn't going to change because of them. There was no way in hell he would ever cop up to the mistakes he made with Lucas and his mother Karen. He would deny any birthrights Lucas had until the day he died. Although, he had a feeling Deb wouldn't be too pleased with his thoughts.

Looks like I'm sleeping on the couch tonight.

END PART 2

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So, there you go. If you couldn't tell by reading the first and second part of my story, I am a big Naley supporter; whether or not I go that direction in this story is up in the air though. Anyway, this story is going to have an omniscient third-person narration. Anyway, what did you guys think? Love it? Hate it? Tell me, please. I'll post the next part as soon as I'm finished with it or as soon as I receive three reviews...which ever comes first.