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You and married women

Authors note: This chapter basically starts the sins off.Hehe.Short as always, actually a little shorter than usual. Thanks for the erh.lack of ten reviews.Highly appreciated [kidding] I love all of you and enjoy writing this fic. Thanks of those who have reviewed! Muah! -I know, I know. I'm a big blackmailer.

* * * * * * * The two, very handsome, Scott brothers wore black tuxes and blue silk ties. Laughing and making remarks about looking like penguins. Nathan making a comment later about how good he looks, even dressed up as a temporary penguin. Never the less, they both looked absolutely sexy.

Haley wore a beautiful, highly expensive I might add, black satin dress with satin shoes and matching purse. The dress conformed to her in all the right places and slit on the sides. She made various comments of looking like a slut and received playful slaps by Peyton and Brooke. They both disagreed, admitting that she looked sexy and smart.

Peyton, on the other hand, wore a dress that showed promptly a lot more than Haley's. It was a no-back slick dress, with one slit raised high on the leg. It fit to her body, showing her curves and obvious blessings. In simpler words, like Haley; she looked sexy, but conservative at the same time.

Brooke out did her self, of course; it was to be expected. She wore a dress that cut low at the top and also had no alteration of sleeves or straps. It was what some would call a 'tube top' dress, and was sexy all around. It cut short, to a little below her knees and tightly clung to her body; showing off a little to many blessings.

Brooke forced on the group that it was necessary for them to look their best for dinner and then the after party. Gambling and drinking galore! Being over eighteen, finally, they all smiled at the many opportunities at hand. Clothes were crisp, hair completely lovely and the only thing on their minds was; let the sins begin.

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"Did I say how beautiful you are?" He was about Lucas's height, black curly hair, hazel eyes and a beautiful smile.

Haley shyly grinned, "Only about two hundred times, but keep em' coming I'm enjoying the flattery." She rolled her eyes playfully, taking another sip of her drink.

"Comedian." He chuckled, looking her up and down. "So what brings you to Las Vegas?"

"The scenery." She laughed.

"Okay comedian." He smiled, "For real." He grew serious.

"Escape from a stalker ex boyfriend." She admitted, shrugging her shoulders as she watched Lucas and Nathan from a distance; gambling on slot machines.

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"Is she still talking to him?" Nathan asked, his body turned toward the machine.

Lucas turned around, acting casual; as if searching the room for nothing in particular, but catching a glimpse of Haley. "Uh huh and she's smiling."

"Really?" he scoffed, hit the machine and turned to his brother. "It took my money."

"You were faking." Lucas laughed.

Nathan sucked his teeth and pushed his big brother. "Whatever." He sighed. "Hey, I think that girls checking you out." He pointed to a girl, who waved in return.

"Sexy." Lucas grinned.

"But she isn't your type, so lets move on."

"What's my type?" Lucas chuckled quizzically. "I don't really have a type."

"Oh yes you do." His brother laughed. "Blondes with attitudes."

"Well what's your type? Cause I could have sworn you also had a blonde with an attitude."

"My type is Haley and yours is Peyton, obviously. Plus anyway Peyton was a phase, nothing more." He chuckled, "Just playing."

His brother laughed as well, shaking his head. "So who are you scooping out this evening?"

"You see that girl standing by her husband." Lucas gave a nod. "She's checking me out."

Lucas shook his head, a grin forming on his lips. "What the fuck is with you and married women?"

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Brooke literally fell over her two feet, tumbling over something that lay on the floor. Brooke giggled as Lucas helped Peyton off the floor, trying to regain his own balance as well. Unfortunately Lucas lost all balance falling over Peyton, onto the floor; which caused Haley to trip over his leg and grab Nathan, who fell on top of them. Brooke giggled some more and figured what the hell, throwing her self on the group; who groaned in obvious pain. Which led to Lucas muttering 'I think we had to much to drink,' or something along them lines.

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"I had so much fun tonight." Haley giggled, lying in the bed beside Nathan and Brooke.

"I can't believe you gave him your cell number." Referring to the guy who decided to tell Haley she was beautiful most of the night. She squealed in excitement. "I'm proud of you."

Nathan swallowed the lump in his throat and smiled. "Aw is Ms Haley actually attempting some foreplay?"

She whacked him on the arm playfully. "Maybe."

He sighed, "Brooke's gotten to you."

Brooke smiled, "Shut up Nate. She needs to get out, don't be jealous."

Haley felt a little uncomfortable, but steadily looked Nathan in the eyes.

Nathan smiled, confidently. "What would there to be jealous about Brooke?"

Brooke chuckled about to say something, when the sounds of Peyton throwing up anything and everything her stomach could find; fortunately it was only liquor. They heard Lucas ask if she's okay; the thousandth time that night. Lucas and Peyton were in the bathroom for a half hour, while she puked.

"It's always Lucas to come to the rescue." Haley changed the subject, a smile creeping over her lips.

"That dear brother of mine." Nathan chuckled sarcastically. "Has such a way with the ladies."

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Short simple and utterly dramatic. Gotta get Haley out there! Gotta get Nathan Jealous! Gotta get Peyton actually giving Lucas time of day; while PUKING! Hehe! I'm evil! Drawing this all out on you guys! I know I skipped the fun, but next chapter, lets say everyone's stuck in their rooms. A lot can happen! Muhaha! Review!!! Or else! L.M.A.O