Haley slammed on the breaks as she pulled up to the café. Her hair was fluffed in an unusual style, and her lips were smeared with tinted lip-gloss.
She struggled as she opened the door, and carried the large box along with her.
She opened the café door and let the box fall to the ground.
"Ugg," she complained, as she sat herself down at the counter.
"Do you know how much trouble you've caused me?" she asked, pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"I'm sorry Haley, I should have told you earlier. It's just that, I came up with this a few hours ago, and it would've taken me a long time to pick everything up, and get the food ready."
She blinked, "Lucas Scott cooked?" She broke into a smile, "Aww, that's so cute!"
Lucas grinned. "Yeah, well. I hope it's as good as it looks on the box."
Haley smiled. She realized how much he liked Peyton, and how she was helping them get together. "It's about time," she thought.
"Well, I hate to have to do this, but I'm going to have to kick you out. I want everything to be perfect tonight. I owe it to her," he said.
"Sure babe, I better get going anyway..."
"A ticket?" Nathan asked in disbelief into the speakerphone. "My Haley got a ticket."
Haley bowed her head low. "Yes Nate. I got a ticket. And – as if that didn't scar my reputation enough, I have to attend a driving safety class. Do you know what this means? My parents are going to strangle me. I mean – They've placed me in this picture perfect world, and if I mess this up, they're going to kill me."
Haley paused. She never ranted like this. She was usually the "sarcastic ranter", or even the "ironic ranter." She would rant about completely random and unimportant things like how the weathermen are always wrong, or how the man at the deli didn't put enough mayonnaise on her sandwich. But recently, her rants were more lifechanging. Because, Haley James was becoming more rebellious – one ticket at a time.
Nathan sighed. "I wish I could help," he said.
"I know," she sighed. "But I got myself into this mess, I'm going to get out of it somehow."
Author's Note: Another really short chapter. I've had this one written for a while I just haven't uploaded it. I'm thinking of writing a "Summerland" fic. Will you guys read it?
She struggled as she opened the door, and carried the large box along with her.
She opened the café door and let the box fall to the ground.
"Ugg," she complained, as she sat herself down at the counter.
"Do you know how much trouble you've caused me?" she asked, pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"I'm sorry Haley, I should have told you earlier. It's just that, I came up with this a few hours ago, and it would've taken me a long time to pick everything up, and get the food ready."
She blinked, "Lucas Scott cooked?" She broke into a smile, "Aww, that's so cute!"
Lucas grinned. "Yeah, well. I hope it's as good as it looks on the box."
Haley smiled. She realized how much he liked Peyton, and how she was helping them get together. "It's about time," she thought.
"Well, I hate to have to do this, but I'm going to have to kick you out. I want everything to be perfect tonight. I owe it to her," he said.
"Sure babe, I better get going anyway..."
"A ticket?" Nathan asked in disbelief into the speakerphone. "My Haley got a ticket."
Haley bowed her head low. "Yes Nate. I got a ticket. And – as if that didn't scar my reputation enough, I have to attend a driving safety class. Do you know what this means? My parents are going to strangle me. I mean – They've placed me in this picture perfect world, and if I mess this up, they're going to kill me."
Haley paused. She never ranted like this. She was usually the "sarcastic ranter", or even the "ironic ranter." She would rant about completely random and unimportant things like how the weathermen are always wrong, or how the man at the deli didn't put enough mayonnaise on her sandwich. But recently, her rants were more lifechanging. Because, Haley James was becoming more rebellious – one ticket at a time.
Nathan sighed. "I wish I could help," he said.
"I know," she sighed. "But I got myself into this mess, I'm going to get out of it somehow."
Author's Note: Another really short chapter. I've had this one written for a while I just haven't uploaded it. I'm thinking of writing a "Summerland" fic. Will you guys read it?