Just…Beautiful

Summary: A new girl moves to tree hill, Riley Durham, who moved to Tree Hill to live with her grandpa (you guessed it) Whitey! Here's what's all going down with the Tree Hill gang: Peyton has tried coke and opened a club called TRIC with Karen. Nathan and Haley never got married because, ha, Haley is not in my story (sorry Naley lovers, please forgive me!). Brooke is still pissed off at Peyton and Lucas because of the cheating thing. Peyton likes Jake, Jake still has Jenny. Felix and Anna are not in my story. Lucas and Nathan are brothers (and act like it) but Nathan is still the cocky, self centered, trouble athlete (maybe Riley will change that?) Anyways, I've had this idea in my head for a while now, and I hope you guys like it!

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Riley took a deep breath as she backed away to look at all the luggage she had successfully carried into her room. Her grandpa, or Whitey as she referred to him, was at Tree Hill High. Her parents had told her that he was "just some basketball coach", but Riley knew that he was much more. She remembered watching one of the games that he coached when she was little; he loved those guys, and you could see it in the way he coached and the way he would yell and scream.

Riley had become quite fond of the sport herself. She picked up the basketball that was rolling astray on her floor and twirled it on her finger. She looked at the clock and decided to just head down to the high school and check it out herself. Riley put on her favorite jean jacket and with one simple swift picked up her car keys to her silver mustang and headed out the door.

She walked along the walkway until she reached the gym doors. She looked at her watch, but when she went to go in one very pissed off brunette came storming out the door, followed by a very apologetic looking blonde. Riley shook her head and laughed, and then sat down on the bench and decided to watch.

"Brooke!" Peyton yelled, but Brooke kept going, "Brooke!"

Brooke snapped around, "What?" She yelled.

"You can't ignore me forever," Peyton pointed out, "I mean…We're best friends, we've never let a guy get between us before."

Brooke stood her ground and crossed her arms, "Until now!" Brooke said sarcastically, "I can't believe you would sink so low."

"Brooke, it was a mistake," Peyton said as she threw her hands up in defense, "We were going to tell you, but…In my room you kept saying how much you really liked him and stuff, and I don't know I just…"

Brooke rolled her eyes, "So you just let me stand in your room and mumble on like an idiot, while in the back of your mind you knew that you were fucking my boyfriend?"

"We never had sex!" Peyton screamed, which took Brooke taken aback, "We were going to stop seeing each other…I promise!"

Brooke glared at her ex-best friend, "You know, before when I was all dumb and naïve, I would've actually believed you…"

"Brooke," Peyton said in a pleading voice.

"But now," Brooke started, "I don't believe anything you say or do, because you've already lied to my face plenty of times before!"

Peyton went to say something but stopped herself, "Fine Brooke," Peyton said as she started to walk away, "Whatever." Peyton walked away leaving a fuming Brooke behind.

Riley stood up and walked up to Brooke, "Boyfriend stealer?" She asked.

Brooke looked at Riley and then watched Peyton walk away, "Yes, and ex-best friend…"

"Ouch," Riley said, "That's always the worst."

"It's happened to you?" Brooke asked, becoming more and more intrigued by this new girl.

Riley sighed and nodded her head, "I believe it was in tenth grade," she began as her and Brooke sat down on the bench Riley was occupying, "Her name was Melanie, and my boyfriend's name was Charlie…One day after school I found them at Mel's house totally doing it," Riley said as she leaned back and let the breeze go over her, "Exed the both of them off my list of favorite people."

Brooke and Riley laughed and Brooke looked down at the beautiful bracelet on Riley's wrist, "Cute bracelet," Brooke commented, and then nudged Riley playfully, "Expensive, too."

"Thanks," Riley said as she looked down at it, "You can borrow it sometime if you'd like."

"Shut up!" Brooke said excitedly as she stared at the bracelet, "Who got it for you?"

Riley played with the bracelet, "My parents," she said softly.

"Lucky," Brooke said, "My parents don't buy me gifts…They just give me the money to buy gifts for myself," she said with a small laugh, "Parents suck."

Riley laughed weakly, "Yeah…" She said and then looked down at her watch, "Well I have to get in there, my grandpa's in there so…"

"Wait," Brooke said, "Whitey's your grandpa?"

Riley laughed, "Yeah," she said, "I'm Riley Durham."

"Brooke Davis," Brooke said with a dimpled smile, "Welcome to Tree Hill," she said and then with a wave walked towards the parking lot.

Riley smiled and walked into the gym where she saw Whitey talking to the team. All the guys looked at her and they're jaws dropped, Riley smiled politely. She was used to this kind of attention from guys, she was lucky to have a very pretty family. Whitey yelled some stuff at the boys, but then turned around and saw his granddaughter.

Whitey smiled as Riley walked up to him and gave him a big hug, "Hey Whitey," Riley whispered in his ear.

"Hey darlin'," Whitey said as he hugged her back. Whitey looked at his players and pointed his finger at them, "This is my granddaughter Riley…Any of you boys lay a finger on her I'm going to make sure that your head is permanently inside your ass!" Riley and the guys laughed as Whitey protected his beautiful granddaughter, "That means you Nathan," he said jokingly as all the players' ooh-ed.

Riley waited outside for Whitey as the guys started filing out. She sat and paced around until she heard someone's voice behind her, "You know I never knew Whitey had a granddaughter," the guy said.

Riley turned around and saw a tall, muscular, good looking guy standing there confidently, Riley guessed he was Nathan, "Well Nathan, I guess you learn something new everyday," she said with a cute smile.

"Has Whitey told you about me?" Nathan asked in confusion.

Riley shook her head, "I guessed," she said, "Tall, muscular, cocky…Obviously you must be The Nathan Scott," she teased.

"I'm sometimes referred to as The King, but since you're new here I'll let it slide," he said charmingly.

"You're used to getting your own way aren't you?" Riley asked, out of the blue.

Nathan shrugged, "Most of the time."

"So, you think I'm the type of girl that puts out after you use one of your lines on her?" Riley asked, "Well I'm not," she said before Nathan could say anything, "I have a little something called dignity, and, yeah, you are attractive and everything, but I don't think I'm your type…"

Nathan liked a challenge, "Oh really?" He asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Maybe because I'm not sleazy like most of the girls you've probably dated," Riley said with a cute smile.

Nathan mocked hurt, "Whoa, who says I date sleazy chicks?"

"The fact that called girls 'chicks'," Riley pointed out and then looked at her watch, "I can't believe you actually spent so much time on me…"

Nathan rolled his eyes, "Maybe I have a chick waiting in the car…"

"Maybe you don't…" Riley said softly, "Maybe you don't really have anyone…Maybe your just alone, but afraid to admit it."

Nathan looked around outside and then back at Riley, "It was nice talking to you Riley," he said as he walked away, "I hope we can do this again soon."

Riley rolled her eyes and smiled to herself. Whitey came walking towards her and pointed to Nathan who was getting into his car, "He's a wild one, Riley," he warned her.

Riley laughed, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I can see that look in your eye whenever you talk to that boy," Whitey said.

Riley put her arm around her grandpa and walked with him, "I'm not interested in that guy, believe me…"

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Riley sat in her room on a Friday night and flipped through the television channels. If she were back at home she'd be out drinking and partying; normal stuff, but since Tree Hill was her new home and she had just gotten there yesterday, she didn't have time to get into the whole party scene.

The doorbell rang and Riley rushed to get it, and saw Whitey open the door and rub his temples, "Riley's it's for you," he said as Brooke popped into the house with a huge grin on her face.

"Brooke!" Riley exclaimed.

Brooke smiled and gave Riley a small hug, "So there's this bitchin' party tonight," she said with a wink, "You interested in coming?"

Riley looked at Whitey with pleading eyes, "If my favorite, most adorable, most awesome grandpa says I can," she hinted.

Whitey sighed and looked at Riley and then at Brooke, "Are you trying to corrupt the youth of America?" He asked Brooke.

"It's one of my hobbies," Brooke replied with a cute giggle, "Come on Whitey! She'll be in my eye sight all night, and she needs to have some fun!"

Whitey fixed his head and rubbed his eyes, "Go on," he said to Riley.

Riley kissed Whitey on the cheek and then rushed excitedly out the door with Brooke, "Oh my god I love you, dude!" Riley exclaimed as she got into Brooke's car.

"Well I had to invite you!" Brooke said in a 'duh' tone of voice, "You're only like the hottest girl in the school…Well, second hottest," Brooke said as she turned up the radio.

Riley laughed and danced along to the music, "Is there going to be alcohol at this party?"

"Of course!" Brooke exclaimed, "I mean, the only thing to do around Tree Hill is get drunk and have sex," she said with a smile and then looked at Riley seriously, "You do drink right?"

Riley nodded her head, "Duh," she teased, "So tell me new friend…How many partners have you had?"

"You just get right to it don't you?" Brooke said as she pulled alongside Tim's house. The two got out of the car and Brooke linked arms with Riley, "Let's see…I think the number would definitely shock you."

Riley playfully hip bumped Brooke, "Do we have a little slut on our hands?"

"Girls got needs," Brooke said with a sigh, "What about you miss new girl? Virgin, slut…Give me the dirt."

The two girls walked into the party and saw that it was already jammed pack, "I'm definitely not a virgin," Riley said, "And I might just be a slut," she said with a wink.

Brooke and Riley laughed as they made their way over to the drink table. Brooke looked over to across the room and then looked at Riley, "I think I spotted something tasty over there…So I'll see you at the end of the night," she said with a playful smile and then walked off.

Riley laughed and poured herself a drink; she saw the blonde girl that Brooke had been screaming at come over with an empty cup, "What are you drinking tonight?" Riley asked as she held up the bottle of vodka.

"Vodka will do," she said as she handed Riley her cup. The blonde sighed and looked around the room, "I don't mean to sound like the bitter ex-best friend or anything, but…I see that you and Brooke have been hanging out a lot since the other day."

"Yeah," Riley said as she filled the girl's cup, "I'm Riley Durham."

"Peyton Sawyer," Peyton said as she took her cup, and took a drink.

Riley smiled, "Awesome name," she complimented, "I always liked names like Riley and Peyton because no one ever had them you know?"

Peyton smiled weakly and shrugged, "I guess…" She said and took another sip from her cup.

"I know that you probably think I'm stepping in and becoming Brooke's new best friend and all this shit," Riley began, "But I'm not trying to do anything to hurt anyone…I'm new here, and I just want to make friends. And I don't want you to think that I have anything against you because I don't…"

Peyton downed her drink, "If that's your story," she said and then walked off into the party.

Riley groaned and walked outside on the patio she bit the brim of her cup and looked at the pool, she sat down on one of the beach chairs and sighed.

Nathan walked outside and saw Riley lying in a pool chair, he smiled to himself and walked over to her, "Nice night for a swim," he said to her.

"You're just trying to get me all cold and wet so that you can wrap your muscular arms around me and warm me up," Riley said with a smug grin.

Nathan set down his drink and then took off his shirt and jeans, "What are you doing?" Riley asked as she sat up in the chair.

"Going swimming," Nathan said and then took off his boxers.

Riley covered her eyes and laughed, "I can't believe that you actually just did that!" She heard a splash from the pool, and then she looked at him, "You're really weird you know that?"

"Kind of turns you on though doesn't it?" Nathan asked, "Maybe just a little?"

Riley rolled her eyes, "Maybe in your dreams," she said and then got up from the chair.

"Why are you trying so hard not to like me?" Nathan asked.

Riley turned around and scoffed, "I'm not trying…You either like someone or you don'tI don't like you because I think you're a jerk."

"I'm a jerk because I like to swim?" Nathan asked.

Riley sighed, "You're a jerk because you know that deep, deep down you want to be a better person, but you're too caught up in all your bull shit to realize it."

"You think you know everything don't you?" Nathan said sarcastically, "Well news flash. You don't!"

Riley laughed bitterly, "You—," She began, but was cut off by a ditzy, drunk cheerleader who jumped into the pool with Nathan.

The two started making out, and Riley knew where they were headed. Riley rolled her eyes and walked back into the house. Riley watched Peyton storm out of the house and she followed her.

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Riley walked through the dark graveyard and heard Peyton sobbing. She saw Peyton sitting by a grave with her head in her hands. Riley sat down beside Peyton and put a comforting hand on her back, "Hey," she said softly.

Peyton looked up at her, "Hey…I didn't know anyone was here…"

"Sorry to bother you I just," Riley began, "I saw you leave the party, and I wanted to know if you were okay…"

Peyton shrugged, "My mom died when I was eleven, and sometimes I just…I come back to just remember you know?"

"Yeah I know," Riley said as she started to become teary eyed herself, "My mom died too…"

Peyton's jaw dropped and she looked at Riley. Riley smiled sadly as the two girls hugged each other for warmth, and for comfort.

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A/N: This story is just something I'm trying…If you like where I'm going with this then I'll continue…I don't know what I'm going to do with this right now, I've been having writer's block lately.