A/N: This an AU Naley. In all actuality, it's based on season one Haley vs. season two Haley. Everything will come together with time. If you like, please review, if you don't... still review!

Summary: Haley was a nobody in Tree Hill. Until she came along to steal her life out from beneath for a second time. Even then, to everyone else Haley was always just, "The Other Sister".

Prologue

Go away. Go away! Please, just let this all be one huge nightmare. I'm ready to wake up now!

Opening her eyes, Hale James stared in disbelief at the large crowd surrounding her. They were laughing. At her. They were laughing because she was the biggest fool on Earth. They were laughing because they knew all along. To them, she was still just Haley "Tutor-Girl" James. How could she have ever believed they could ever see past that?

Catch me as I fall

Say you're here and it's all over now

Speaking to the atmosphere

No one's here and I fall into myself

Looking up behind her, she saw Nathan standing on the fifth step of the mahoganey staricase I had just ran-no, more like tripped-down. Blinking away her tears, she gathered herself up off the floor and ran from the room without looking back to see Nathan Scott's infamous smirk turn sour as the laughter died down.

This truth drives me

Into madness

I know I can stop the pain

If I will it all away

Flashback

Haley wandered the beach house aimlessly. She had been invited by Nathan Scott himself, who she had bumped into earlier for a split-ten seconds before he decided he was bored and hurried away. As drunk as he was, he seemed to appreciate choice of wardrobe about as much as the other half-a-dozen guys at the party who had pinched her ass within five minutes of her arrival. Maybe they didn't recognize who she was. Maybe they just didn't care. She ran her hands smoothly over the black lace halter and down the blue denim mini-skirt she had picked out especially for this evening. Something she would have never worn on any other occassion. Tonight, though, she wanted to go beyond people's expectations... she wanted to look hot. For Nathan.

With her make-up tooken into special consideration for the event, and her dark-brown silky-straight hair flowing gracefully down her back, she forced a smile towards a group of Nathan's friends who were whistling at her. At her reaction though, they scowled, and soon busted out laughing. Her heart pulsated and she turned away. Soon, she would realize she was just another foul in Nathan Scott's game.

Don't turn away

(Don't give in to the pain)

Don't try to hide

(Though they're screaming your name)

Half-an-hour later Haley found herself being led up to the second story of the large house by a much more wasted Nathan. Though she knew where he was heading with this, she ignored the dirty looks she was receiving from everyone and allowed him to drag her on. They reached a deserted bedroom, and Nathan frustratedly began smothering his lips onto hers, digging further in with his tongue. She found herself being pushed onto the queen-sized bed. It surprised her so much, that she tried pushing him off of her. But to reassure her, Nathan brought his hand up to her face, softly caressing her cheek and neck with his thumb and forefinger. Then, he moved his hand down to the hem of her shirt, slowing pushing it up, when he felt her body jolt alive. He looked up to see her face stricken with fear.

Don't close your eyes

(God knows what lies behind them)

Don't turn out the lights

(Never sleep never die)

Nathan smiled, knowing that he was getting his way with her. So instead, he moved straight down to her waist-line, fumbling with the buttons of her skirt. A wild-fire was burning in every part of Haley's body. Suddenly, the last few days with Nathan flashed before her eyes... Him coming to the tutoring center, him giving her her first real kiss in her driveway... him telling her he would never dare to take advantage of her. Her eyes flickered open, pulling the rest of her body out of the moment. She recalled Lucas warning her about this. She recalled their argument over Nathan following it. Boy, did she owe him one big-ass apology. Pulling out of Nathan's grasp, she stood up and pulled her blouse over her stomach, and rebuttoning her skirt. She glanced back at Nathan, who showed a display of disgusted emotions.

I'm frightened by what I see

But somehow I know

That there's much more to come

Immobobilized by my fear

After that, he shared a few nasty comments with her, she ran out of them room and bolted for the stairs. A little too quickly, she tripped on the fourth step from the bottom and skipped the last few, landing on the floor. She looked up and around at her peers, who had all gathered around the scene. How could she have stooped to their level? No wonder Lucas had been acting so angry around her lately. He saw how she secrelty enjoyed this new world-the world his arrogant brother brought her into blindfolded. It was then it hit her, like a ton of bricks. She didn't belong. This world was not hers, and she would never belong.

End Of Flashback

And soon to be

Blinded by tears

I can stop the pain

If I will it all away

Haley stopped outside of her bestfriend Lucas Scott's house, looking up at the window at the top-right of the small house. It was the only one that was lit. She hurried out of the pooring rain, which had now completely soaked her hair (which was probably better, because she didn't want Lucas to see how much trouble she had gone through tonight in looking nice for Nathan), water dripped down her face, smearing her make-up, and her brand new outfit was totally ruined. What was the point? She would never wear anything like it again. After tonight, she was going back to plain ol' Haley "Tutor-Girl" James. For good.

Fallen angels at my feet

Whispered voices at my ear

Death before my eyes

Lying next to me I fear.

Knocking twice, she recieved no answer and helped herself in through the back-door of house. Rushing up to Lucas' bedroom, she failed to give him the respect of knocking. She had tried it downstairs, and he had failed to give her the respect of answering. Pulling open the door, She choked on her own spit and threw it closed again, apalled by what she was seeing. Running back down the stairs, she tripped for the second time that night, this time landing flat on her face at the bottom of the staircase. Tile, damn. "Haley!"

She becons me

Shall I give in?

Lucas stood over the balcony, watching in guilt as he sees attempt to pick herself up off the floor. Haley sees that he had thrown a pair of pants on, not that she wanted to think about what he was wearing, or what he wasn't wearing, under those covers. "I can explain, Haley." He tries to regain her trust, but fails miserably. She couldn't believe she ever felt the need to be sorry for him. He was her best friend. Maybe, if nothing more, he was like an older brother to her. He had clearly taken advantage of that. Just as Haley thought this, a much more beautiful, much more pleasantful replica of herself stumbled out of Luke's bedroom, now sloppily, but fully dressed.

Haley narrowed her eyes at her sister, who looked away in shame. She always knew I liked him, Haley thought. She always wanted to take away from me the one thing she didn't have. In a way, this was a chance to prove to Lucas the un-deserving, conniving, spoiled-brat she had always believed her sister to be. The uglyness beyond the beautfil, glamerous shell that everyone else saw. But none of that mattered anymore. In her mind, she pulled the knife out of her back, promising to herself to never let anyone hurt her again. In reality, she stood slowly, then bolted for the door, back into the cold, wet night.

Upon my end shall I begin

Forsaking all I've fallen for

I rise to meet my end