A/ n I will try and explain where Haley and Tyler are.
"Denver, is there anything to do here?"
"We could go play basket ball."
"I don't play anymore.'
"When I was down a few months ago you played."
"Things happened."
"Like what?"
"My brother went on "tour" with his band, when actually he ran away, then my mom died, after that my dad a banded me, so I a banded the few things that kept me connected to them."
I was now crying. This was the first time I was actually, 100 truthful since the funeral. Strangely, it felt good.
"Ok lets rule basketball out, how about ice cream, we could go down to the diner, I'm sure my mom wants to see you."
"Sure let's go.'
We went do to the café got ice cream and went to River court because my Karen or Aunt Brooke was there.
"You sure you don't want to play?"
"I'm sure."
"Come on Jay, one game of 21, please."
"Denver I told you I don't play, can you please drop it now!"
With that I got up and left, to walk home. I just needed time to think. There was one problem though, I don't remember my way around too well. Eventually I got lost. After wandering around for about a half an hour I found their house.
"Jada, thank god you're ok."
"I'm ok Uncle Luke; I just wanna go to bed."
"Oh, your dad called."
"I'll call him in the morning."
"Morning sweetie."
"Morning Aunt Brooke"
"How'd you sleep?"
"Really wanna know?"
"Ok."
"So where is everyone?"
"Your uncle is working and so is Denver, so it's just you and me."
We both just sat in the kitchen for a while in silence.
"So I was thinking we could go register you for school today, and then maybe go do some shopping."
"Yeah sure, what time do we need to leave?"
"Let's say an hour and a half."
With that I left to go get ready. When I got up stairs I realized all my stuff was still in my suitcases. 'Crap' I thought. 'I'll unpack later. As I was looking through my suitcases I also noticed half my clothes were basket ball sweats and hoodies or jerseys that had my dad's number or our last name. 'Great now everyone here will know I'm Nathan Scott's daughter.'
Tree hill high is small compared to my old school. As I walked through the school I noticed the trophy case, which had many trophy, plaques etc. with my dad and uncle Luke's name.
"They must've won a lot of stuff."
"Yeah, you didn't know that."
"My parents never really talked about high school, come to think about it I never saw there year books either."
"Well then you should see there grad pictures."
Then my aunt Brooke led me to this hall with big picture frames, and guided me to there year of graduating.
"This is your mom and dad."
"Wow, I look just like them"
"Yeah you do, especially your dad, you got his talent too."
"I don't play basket ball anymore"
Then the principal came too meet us.
"Hello you must be Jada Scott."
"Yes."
"So your Nathan Scott's youngest."
"Uh-huh"
"So I take it you have your dad's talent."
I just look to Aunt Brooke for help.
"She doesn't play basketball."
"Too bad it would have been nice to have another Scott on the team, the closest one we have is your uncle, but he's just the coach."
We both just stared at him blankly.
"Anyways here's your schedule, your locker number and combo, and we will see you September first."
"Ok thank you Mr. O'Neil."
With that we both walked out of the school laughing at the principal.
"He scares me." I clearly stated as soon as we were in the car.
"Yeah me too, but at least I don't have to put up with him."
