Chapter 5: Freaking Out In a New Town
Haley's POV
So here I am on an airplane having a freaking breakdown. Why? Hmm... let's go over my list of reasons:
1. We are going back to Tree Hill 2. Tree Hill has lots of bad memories 3. I know I will end up killing that heartless bastard 4. We are going to a school... never went to a public one before 5. We will be surrounded by mindless drones aka teenagers (I don't have many teenage friends so...) 6. This is our one chance for revenge 7. I keep having nightmares about my parents 8. I feel like pure shit 9. I haven't eaten in awhile; I'm too busy breaking down... 10. Lucas is worried 11. I'm worried for Lucas, he may do something out of protocol 12. O and that whole mission thing (I'm not so scared about that though)
Ok so there is my list... damnit Lucas just threw up. Now it smells like barf.
13. It smells like shitty puke thanks to Lucas
So basically, the dynamic spy duo are breaking down together...
Ok, Haley this is a mission... don't freak out... o crap, that old couple is looking at me... what if they get suspicious... just smile and nod... smile and nod... f uck this, enough of being polite...
"Do you have a f ucking eye problem?" I yelled. They just looked at me shocked.
"Here let me help you." I reached over and grabbed a glass of water. I dumped the coldwater in their faces, particularly near their eyes. Idiots. Don't stare at people next time...
"Did that help?"
They just nodded. I sickly smiled at them and returned to my previous state of mind.
After a nap, I calmed down. Amazing how grown up I act, but deep down I'm a kid...
We got off the plane and grabbed our bags, only to be greeted by an odd family.
There were 2 daughters; both looked so different. One had blonde curly hair that bounced in ringlets every time she walked. The other had dark brown hair. She looked so materialistic that she was giving me a headache. Stupid snobs... (you can tell I'm in a bitchy mood. Ever since my run-in with those old fogies, I've been pissy)
The parents looked like a couple of careless rich money makers who do nothing in particular. I guessed they were heirs of some rich family business.
The mom, Ms. Bonnie Davis, came up to me and barely kissed my cheek. My mouth whipped into a grimace, but I quickly replaced it.
The dad, Mr. Richard Davis, patted Lucas on the back. With each pat, his eyes filled with more hot fury.
We definitely wished these people would stop with the physical contact.
Finally they let go of us, but then we had to deal with the beauty queens.
"Hi, I'm Brooke," said the girl with the dark brown hair. Lucas and I nodded our heads in unison.
"Wow, are you guys, like, twins?" she asked.
"No," Lucas said coldly. O man, I could tell he already hated her.
"I'm Peyton," said the blonde girl. Again, we nodded curtly. She looked less perky, so I showed my dislike to a minimum.
"So, now that everyone has been introduced, let's all go to the car!" said Mr. Davis. I rolled my eyes and followed him. Damn, too bad these people were friends with the government... then I could've gladly handed them over to the UC (AN: Union of Crime).
When we arrived at this big ass mansion, I just stood there quietly. The place looked like the White House. No, that's wrong. Better than the White House. And I've been there, too.
A couple of door men got the bags, but I also grabbed a couple. I wasn't planning on turning into little Ms. Rich Off My Ass.
Lucas and I got two different rooms that were so spectacular. They had TVs, DVDs, computers, and a stock load of other things. I even spotted a satellite. That could be handy...
"Haley! Lucas!" Ms. Davis called us.
We got out of our rooms and met her near the staircase.
"O there you are darling," she said while looking at me. I cringed when she used "darling". Ehhhh...
"Aren't you a pretty little thing? O and you, my boy, are quite a handsome man!" she said while redirecting her cheesy compliments to Lucas. She pinched his cheeks. I started laughing silently at him. He gave me death stares. Haha.
"O you guys are such a good looking lot. I'm so proud that Aunt Shauna let you stay with us! Y'all make us so proud... working at the community homes and what not! You're going to love Tree Hill. We, small town folk, love the new people," she exclaimed.
Lucas and I looked at each other confused. Aunt Shauna? Community homes? What the hell?
"You younguns are going to adore Tree Hill High. My little babies will show you around the town."
She then called for Brooke and Peyton. O God, here I go getting nauseous again. The girls came and took us in there car. Then Brooke started to yak.
"O my God, you guys are going to love this town. I know it's small, but the gossip is, like, way huge. Where'd you come from anyways?" she asked.
"D.C." I said bitterly.
"Oooo that place has the president, doesn't it? How fun! Are there hot parties in DC?"
"24/7" I said with distaste.
"O well we have our own raves, but I don't think they compare to the city's. O my God, the guys are sooo hot there. I think you'll fit in here, Haley. Mmm... maybe you, too, Lucas. You do look yummilicious. So, like, our school is totally into the bball scene. It won us, like, a name in this middle-of-nowhere state. You guys like basketball, right?" said Brooke with her trademark perk. Why can't she shut up?!?
"Actually, I play... so does Haley," said Lucas. These were his first words and they were filled with disgust.
"O well, I'm like so sorry Haley... Tree Hill doesn't have a girl's team. O my God, you should like totally make a team! We could join and do the sister act," babbled Brooke.
"Ummm... I quit," I lied. Lucas smirked at me. Lucas-1, Me-0... Ass.
"O but, like, there is cheerleading! You could wear the cute skirts and hook up with some bangin guys! O my God, it is going to be so fun," Brooke said.
"Hmm... that sounds like o so much fun, Brooke... but Lucas and I are forbidden to do anything of the wild sort while we are here. Parent's orders. They said no sex, drugs or alcohol. So Lucas and I can't do anything wrong. See, we're Mormon," I said innocently.
Lucas looked at me. Hah, he so wanted to get laid this mission. Lucas-1; Haley-1. Tiebreaker...
"Are you, like, serious?" asked Brooke with bulging eyes.
"Uhh... yeah," I said nonchalantly. She is so dim. I'm wearing a black halter top and I have an arrow & heart tattoo on my arm... does that sound like a Mormon?
"No, she's lying!" said Lucas. His face was piercing, but I just laughed.
"O my God, I thought you were serious!" said Brooke while breathing erratically.
"Well Brooke... since, you're such a great gal and all, why don't I let you in on a secret?" I asked with a little evil eye. Lucas looked sternly at me. I was going to win this stupid battle.
"Oooo tell me, tell me, tell me!" said Brooke with her perked up ears.
"D'you wanna know Lucas's nicknames?"
"Yesss..."
Again Lucas looked over at me sternly. Then he clamped his hand over my mouth. I licked his hand.
"Ewww... Hales that was so unhygienic!"
"I know," I said seductively.
He just rolled his eyes at my lame attempt. We always played around like this. It was fun. Nothing more. No feelings. No pain. Just friendship with a little play time.
I looked over at Peyton, who was staring out the window. She must be a loner. But she looked so different from a regular teenager. She looked up at me, suspiciously. I looked away and returned to mocking Brooke.
The two girls took us to Deb's Café, some park, a few clubs, the high school, and some other hangouts. This place hasn't changed a bit. I didn't tell Brooke or Peyton that I used to live here. I didn't want to be connected here.
But Lucas just asked them to go to a familiar place. It was a place, where his father used to work during his spy job as a cover-up. Keith loved this town so much. It shatters my heart and numbs my mind to think of how his brother betrayed him...
The place had rusted down. The old sign had deteriorated away leaving only some letters in place.
SC TT' MO T RS
Lucas looked at the place briefly. He told them his uncle owns it... and the sad part is that it's true...
The government had informed us that Dan Scott had bought and pinpointed Scott's Motors as the secret base. What a sick psychotic bastard.
Just as we drove off towards the mansion, I looked back at the crumbling building. And I saw something strange...
Two people walked out of the building with heavy slumped shoulders. One of them was carrying a manila folder. Then they walked over to a black car and drove off towards the opposite direction.
I couldn't help but feel my heart jump up my throat. Suspicion and excitement had flamed through me. Only one question plagued my mind for the rest of the day: Who were they?
Haley's POV
So here I am on an airplane having a freaking breakdown. Why? Hmm... let's go over my list of reasons:
1. We are going back to Tree Hill 2. Tree Hill has lots of bad memories 3. I know I will end up killing that heartless bastard 4. We are going to a school... never went to a public one before 5. We will be surrounded by mindless drones aka teenagers (I don't have many teenage friends so...) 6. This is our one chance for revenge 7. I keep having nightmares about my parents 8. I feel like pure shit 9. I haven't eaten in awhile; I'm too busy breaking down... 10. Lucas is worried 11. I'm worried for Lucas, he may do something out of protocol 12. O and that whole mission thing (I'm not so scared about that though)
Ok so there is my list... damnit Lucas just threw up. Now it smells like barf.
13. It smells like shitty puke thanks to Lucas
So basically, the dynamic spy duo are breaking down together...
Ok, Haley this is a mission... don't freak out... o crap, that old couple is looking at me... what if they get suspicious... just smile and nod... smile and nod... f uck this, enough of being polite...
"Do you have a f ucking eye problem?" I yelled. They just looked at me shocked.
"Here let me help you." I reached over and grabbed a glass of water. I dumped the coldwater in their faces, particularly near their eyes. Idiots. Don't stare at people next time...
"Did that help?"
They just nodded. I sickly smiled at them and returned to my previous state of mind.
After a nap, I calmed down. Amazing how grown up I act, but deep down I'm a kid...
We got off the plane and grabbed our bags, only to be greeted by an odd family.
There were 2 daughters; both looked so different. One had blonde curly hair that bounced in ringlets every time she walked. The other had dark brown hair. She looked so materialistic that she was giving me a headache. Stupid snobs... (you can tell I'm in a bitchy mood. Ever since my run-in with those old fogies, I've been pissy)
The parents looked like a couple of careless rich money makers who do nothing in particular. I guessed they were heirs of some rich family business.
The mom, Ms. Bonnie Davis, came up to me and barely kissed my cheek. My mouth whipped into a grimace, but I quickly replaced it.
The dad, Mr. Richard Davis, patted Lucas on the back. With each pat, his eyes filled with more hot fury.
We definitely wished these people would stop with the physical contact.
Finally they let go of us, but then we had to deal with the beauty queens.
"Hi, I'm Brooke," said the girl with the dark brown hair. Lucas and I nodded our heads in unison.
"Wow, are you guys, like, twins?" she asked.
"No," Lucas said coldly. O man, I could tell he already hated her.
"I'm Peyton," said the blonde girl. Again, we nodded curtly. She looked less perky, so I showed my dislike to a minimum.
"So, now that everyone has been introduced, let's all go to the car!" said Mr. Davis. I rolled my eyes and followed him. Damn, too bad these people were friends with the government... then I could've gladly handed them over to the UC (AN: Union of Crime).
When we arrived at this big ass mansion, I just stood there quietly. The place looked like the White House. No, that's wrong. Better than the White House. And I've been there, too.
A couple of door men got the bags, but I also grabbed a couple. I wasn't planning on turning into little Ms. Rich Off My Ass.
Lucas and I got two different rooms that were so spectacular. They had TVs, DVDs, computers, and a stock load of other things. I even spotted a satellite. That could be handy...
"Haley! Lucas!" Ms. Davis called us.
We got out of our rooms and met her near the staircase.
"O there you are darling," she said while looking at me. I cringed when she used "darling". Ehhhh...
"Aren't you a pretty little thing? O and you, my boy, are quite a handsome man!" she said while redirecting her cheesy compliments to Lucas. She pinched his cheeks. I started laughing silently at him. He gave me death stares. Haha.
"O you guys are such a good looking lot. I'm so proud that Aunt Shauna let you stay with us! Y'all make us so proud... working at the community homes and what not! You're going to love Tree Hill. We, small town folk, love the new people," she exclaimed.
Lucas and I looked at each other confused. Aunt Shauna? Community homes? What the hell?
"You younguns are going to adore Tree Hill High. My little babies will show you around the town."
She then called for Brooke and Peyton. O God, here I go getting nauseous again. The girls came and took us in there car. Then Brooke started to yak.
"O my God, you guys are going to love this town. I know it's small, but the gossip is, like, way huge. Where'd you come from anyways?" she asked.
"D.C." I said bitterly.
"Oooo that place has the president, doesn't it? How fun! Are there hot parties in DC?"
"24/7" I said with distaste.
"O well we have our own raves, but I don't think they compare to the city's. O my God, the guys are sooo hot there. I think you'll fit in here, Haley. Mmm... maybe you, too, Lucas. You do look yummilicious. So, like, our school is totally into the bball scene. It won us, like, a name in this middle-of-nowhere state. You guys like basketball, right?" said Brooke with her trademark perk. Why can't she shut up?!?
"Actually, I play... so does Haley," said Lucas. These were his first words and they were filled with disgust.
"O well, I'm like so sorry Haley... Tree Hill doesn't have a girl's team. O my God, you should like totally make a team! We could join and do the sister act," babbled Brooke.
"Ummm... I quit," I lied. Lucas smirked at me. Lucas-1, Me-0... Ass.
"O but, like, there is cheerleading! You could wear the cute skirts and hook up with some bangin guys! O my God, it is going to be so fun," Brooke said.
"Hmm... that sounds like o so much fun, Brooke... but Lucas and I are forbidden to do anything of the wild sort while we are here. Parent's orders. They said no sex, drugs or alcohol. So Lucas and I can't do anything wrong. See, we're Mormon," I said innocently.
Lucas looked at me. Hah, he so wanted to get laid this mission. Lucas-1; Haley-1. Tiebreaker...
"Are you, like, serious?" asked Brooke with bulging eyes.
"Uhh... yeah," I said nonchalantly. She is so dim. I'm wearing a black halter top and I have an arrow & heart tattoo on my arm... does that sound like a Mormon?
"No, she's lying!" said Lucas. His face was piercing, but I just laughed.
"O my God, I thought you were serious!" said Brooke while breathing erratically.
"Well Brooke... since, you're such a great gal and all, why don't I let you in on a secret?" I asked with a little evil eye. Lucas looked sternly at me. I was going to win this stupid battle.
"Oooo tell me, tell me, tell me!" said Brooke with her perked up ears.
"D'you wanna know Lucas's nicknames?"
"Yesss..."
Again Lucas looked over at me sternly. Then he clamped his hand over my mouth. I licked his hand.
"Ewww... Hales that was so unhygienic!"
"I know," I said seductively.
He just rolled his eyes at my lame attempt. We always played around like this. It was fun. Nothing more. No feelings. No pain. Just friendship with a little play time.
I looked over at Peyton, who was staring out the window. She must be a loner. But she looked so different from a regular teenager. She looked up at me, suspiciously. I looked away and returned to mocking Brooke.
The two girls took us to Deb's Café, some park, a few clubs, the high school, and some other hangouts. This place hasn't changed a bit. I didn't tell Brooke or Peyton that I used to live here. I didn't want to be connected here.
But Lucas just asked them to go to a familiar place. It was a place, where his father used to work during his spy job as a cover-up. Keith loved this town so much. It shatters my heart and numbs my mind to think of how his brother betrayed him...
The place had rusted down. The old sign had deteriorated away leaving only some letters in place.
SC TT' MO T RS
Lucas looked at the place briefly. He told them his uncle owns it... and the sad part is that it's true...
The government had informed us that Dan Scott had bought and pinpointed Scott's Motors as the secret base. What a sick psychotic bastard.
Just as we drove off towards the mansion, I looked back at the crumbling building. And I saw something strange...
Two people walked out of the building with heavy slumped shoulders. One of them was carrying a manila folder. Then they walked over to a black car and drove off towards the opposite direction.
I couldn't help but feel my heart jump up my throat. Suspicion and excitement had flamed through me. Only one question plagued my mind for the rest of the day: Who were they?