Haley sighed as she put a few books into her locker. It was five of eight and she was seriously not in the mood to be at school. First period hadn't even started yet..but she was already itching to leave.

"So, I'm assuming you didn't have to take action and bite him, right?"

Haley looked over to her right and saw Nathan leaning up against a row of lockers next to her. She smiled and unloaded the remainder of her books, shutting her locker and closing the padlock tightly.

"Hard to resist, but somehow or another I managed." She smiled and looked down at the ground.

"My dad has a stun gun at home. I could always lend it to you."

Haley rolled her eyes. "What the hell is your dad doing with a stun gun?"

Nathan shrugged, pulling lightly at the strap of his schoolbag. "Who knows? He probably had it to knock my mom out when she got annoying, but now that she's out of the picture I don't really know what he uses it for."

"Well that's reassuring." Haley laughed. Maybe she could just get a pair of brass knuckles and sideswipe Lucas when he decided to go into jackass mode. "So, you wanna walk to class with me?"

"Actually.." Nathan started, looking down the hall and then back at Haley. "I was thinking of just cutting out of first period. Science isn't exactly my thing." He watched as Haley shook her head and shot him a glare. "Don't give me that look. I'm just not studious like some people are."

"That has nothing to do with it." She defended herself.

"Sure it doesn't. Come on, we can just go make out in the car for a little bit."

"Oh yeah, because that's definitely an example of doing something productive with my time. You know, if I'm going to skip class, I'd at least find something useful to do."

"What, and making out with me isn't a useful waste of your time?" Nathan pretended to be hurt.

"Fun? Yes. Useful..I'm not exactly sure." Haley trailed off and looked down the hall, then back at Nathan. There was no use fighting it, because in all honesty she didn't want to be in school at the moment. And to be even more honest, as much as she tried, she could never get enough of Nathan. What the hell. "You know what? You're just lucky your car has tinted windows." She grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the school.


"I can't believe you got me to skip school on my second day. My second day, Nathan!" Haley yelled, latching onto his arm as they walked to the parking lot.

"Well you could always just go back in there. First period hasn't started yet."

"I didn't say I wanted to go back." She laughed, feeling the guilt of skipping slowly melt away with each passing second. "Are they gonna call my mom?"

"Who, the school?"

"Uh huh." Haley nodded.

"I doubt it. Perez never takes attendance so if we're back by second I doubt anybody is going to notice."

They reached Nathan's car and Haley leaned against it, pulling at his shirt collar so that she could kiss him. "Well what if I don't wanna go back by second?" She pressed her lips to his harder, and giggled slightly as he fumbled with his keys.

"Get in the car." He said huskily, opening the door to the back seat.

"Mr. Scott, are you propositioning me?" She squealed as Nathan pushed her in and shut the door behind him. "See, now this is why I said you're lucky for having tinted windows."

He smiled and brought her lips back to his, running his hands down her sides. The thrill of knowing they could get caught in the back of his mustang turned Haley on even more. She had never been so bold as to skip class and make out with somebody in their car. That's just what this guy did to her. And it was so early on in their relationship, that she wondered what was going on with herself. She was falling...and damn hard too.

She let her head fall back as Nathan placed kisses along her neck and collarbone. Her whole brain was fuzzy. Usually, she was in control of her mind and her body. But at this point, all of that self control flew out the window. Her hands had a mind of their own. Because the next thing she knew, she was tugging at the bottom of his shirt and pulling it over his head.

Throwing his shirt to the front of the car, Haley wrapped her arms around his neck and propped her legs up underneath her. She trailed kisses down his neck and chest, and stopped at his pecs. "This..." She said, flicking her tongue over the gold ring in his nipple. "Is very..very, sexy." Nathan let out a moan and Haley laughed, straddling his lap as she again pressed her swollen lips to his.

He began to fumble with the zipper on the back of her shirt, and after a few seconds, successfully removed it from her body. It was thrown to the front of the car, landing near Nathan's, which was discarded only minutes earlier.

He stopped for a moment to regain his composure. Softly, he brought his hands up to her face and ran his thumbs over her cheeks. Haley smiled under his touch, not being able to tear her eyes away from his.

Nathan slid his index finger under her bra strap and pushed it off of her shoulder. She looked down at the spot where his fingers had just grazed and then met his lips once again, running her hand down his chest and stopping at the button on his jeans. She got it undone, and then went to the zipper, when she realized what she was doing. Abruptly, she pulled away from him. "I'm sorry I just-"

Nathan looked at her, out of breath and confused. He motioned for her to continue.

"I can't." Haley said softly, pulling her bra strap back up and leaning forward to pick up her shirt. She had to stop herself before things got too out of hand. She put her shirt back on and looked at him. "I'm sorry Nathan. I didn't mean to lead you on."

"No, I'm sorry." He shook his head. "I shouldn't have done that."

"It's just..." She stopped for a moment and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I wanted to, you know? But it's too early."

"I understand."

"But I didn't want you to think I didn't want that I just-"

"Haley?"

"Am I babbling?" She smiled slightly, her cheeks getting red.

"Only a little." He reached for his shirt and pulled it over his head. "Don't worry about it, okay?"

"Yeah." She said sadly, opening the car door. "Come on, we have to get back."