FYI: FOR THIS WHOLE TUTORING THING TO WORK, THIS IS GOING TO TAKE PLACE A FEW MONTHS AFTER SKOOL STARTED!!!!


Chapter 3

The truth of it all…


Lucas Scott. Just the name in general made me angry and frustrated. He was one of the many things in my life that didn't make sense or wasn't right. As everyone in Tree Hill has heard of the story behind the Scott's; My dad was involved with his mom in High School then she ended up pregnant, and then my dad moved on to my mom and impregnated her also. Though, my dad decided to stay with my mom and Lucas stayed with his, Karen Roe. I grew up with fame and fortune while my brother grew up with liability and less money then they needed.

Still, I sometimes wonder if I was the unfortunate one...

I mean, true he grew up in a small house with just a mother and nothing more. I grew up in an immense house with all the toys I ever wanted and both a mother and a father. Although my mom was never around, she was always gone in extended business trips while my dad was always around pressuring me to be bigger then I already was in basketball. From time to time, I wish that I would live the life of Lucas Scott because when you looked at him he always had a genuine smile, never false. He was always full of life and had so much love from his mother and our uncle. Whereas I had to plaster a fake smile and less affection then I could ever imagine. But like I did with everything else, I just shrugged him and his happy self.

I persisted to gaze at my older brother as he finally noticed my stare. He glanced up and gave me a confused look. I responded by giving him a death glare with an evil smile. He turned around with a huff as he brought his attention back to his best friend.

Within moments, I watched the two friends converse and then all of the sudden a new individual joined the duo. My really good friend named Peyton Sawyer. I gazed at her in lust by her appearance. She really knew how to make a guy desire as she wore a black skirt, a red top under her leather black jacket, and her black converse shoes.

She really was something...

I gawk at her meeting with the two and notice something odd. As Lucas and Peyton continued to talk, I observed that Haley lost interest in them and stared off into space. She didn't seem to be even acknowledging them, but ignoring them as the pair conversed. Her eyes wondered from the group next to her to the people that stood in the lunch line, waiting for their chance to grab something to eat and pay. I commence to smile knowing that Haley really didn't like the friendship between Lucas and Peyton.

'Definitely have to use that to my benefit,' I tell myself as I grin.

Within minutes, Haley and Lucas get up and start to walk away from the table with Peyton still chatting with Lucas. Haley strolled in front of the couple and as I could tell, with an annoyed look on her face. In moments, they got closer to our table and abruptly I began to talk.

"Hey Peyton," I greeted her, causing her to stop walking.

"Hey…" she uneasily replied.

Ever since our break up we became friends, but nothing close. We talked a little bit about this and that, but never about anything serious.

Just like our relationship…

She also knew of how much I didn't care for my brother and how much I strongly disliked him which he happened to be present right beside her.

"So how is English class going?" I ask.

She gives me a perplexed look as to why I would ask about her classes.

Like I ever cared when we were going out…

"Good I guess…" she awkwardly responded.

"Hey gorgeous," voiced Brooke as she looked at Lucas with lust.

I finally recognize that both Lucas and Haley stopped walking, but both looked uncomfortable with my presence. Which just brought a brooder smile onto my face.

"Hey…" he amusingly replied with a smirk.

"Hey Brooke," Peyton welcomed.

"Hey Pey," she retorted with a grin.

She shifted her gaze from Peyton to the auburn haired girl beside Lucas.

"And hello tutor girl," she verbalized.

"Good to know that you acknowledged me," she spoke bluntly.

And straight forward…

'I like that,' I tell myself with a smirk. 'Those are always the best…'

"And hello to you," I greeted her with my trademark smirk.

"Hey," she flatly replied as she glimpsed away.

Hardly ever in my life have I had someone who didn't give me their full attention when I conversed with them. I am after all the Nathan Scott and everyone knows that it is an honor for me to speak to them. Though, I begin to grin as I realize one thing…

I always liked the thrill of a chase…

It is always sweeter to know that you have accomplished something difficult.

"What do you want Nathan?" Lucas questions candidly, annoyed of my existence.

"What?" I innocently proceed. "I just want to get to know the rest of my class. Isn't that what makes the school better, getting to recognize your peers?" I ask him.

Although he didn't seem pleased of my guiltless act.

"That's bullshit," he replied angrily. "Just like everything in your life is full of shit," he added as he leaned closer to me and placed his hands on my table.

I started to get furious, knowing that what he was saying was true. Though, not wanting him to win I positioned a slight smile on my face and placed my anger on hold.

"That hurt me right here," I said as I placed a hand over my heart.

"I thought that it was cold?" he questioned, knowing that it was causing me to get more angry.

"So is he your new boyfriend?" I ask Peyton, ignoring my anger but let a bit of frustration leak from my voice. "Really thought you could of done better…"

"I did," she retorted straightforward.

"Sure…" I responded, amused. "Whatever makes you sleep at night…" I continued as I rolled my eyes.

"You know I am having fun witnessing all this anger and jealousy or whatever, but I am going to get going," Haley interrupted irritated.

"Leaving so soon?" I asked her. "This was just the introduction to what is going to happen later. You know at the after party."

"I'm sure that you guys will have oh so much fun at the party getting wasted and all, but I really have to get going to class," she retorted. "What a damn…" she persisted as she walked away.

"You really know how to pick them," I tell Lucas as I motioned towards Haley, who barely left the cafeteria.

Lucas suddenly jumps towards me, but was held back by Jake who happened to be by their sides. I replied by smiling and laughing hysterically, amused at his close action.

"Lucas, don't sink down to his dick level," Peyton voiced as she tried to calm him down.

"Yeah, you don't want to act like a Scott," I told them, adding some more wood to the fire.

"Just shut up Nathan," she snapped.

"Yeah man, he's not worth it," Jake verbalized.

Lucas breathed in and out and finally calmed down.

"Let me go," he shattered to Jake.

Jake did as he was told and let Lucas' angered figure go. He glanced at me with an irritated look.

"Yeah, I don't want to act like Dan because you are already a precise replica of him," he said as he departed the cafeteria with Peyton.

I laughed out loud, but inside I was fuming. I knew that what he said was true. I was just like my father; cold, mean, and an ass. There were so many times where I confessed to myself that I was just like him and that I was going to change, but like an arrogant weakling that I am I haven't. I have mentally slapped myself numerous times, but never have I altered.

"Ouch…" declared Brooke who interrupted my thoughts. "He really got you there," she told me.

"Nothing I can't handle," I snapped.

"Why are you such a dick to him?" she asks me unexpectedly.

I gaze over at her, puzzled at her comment. She has never defied me.

I glare at her though, not knowing the answer. I have asked myself various times, but again my mind was blank. Nevertheless, inside of me I exactly knew why I acted like such an ass to him; he got the life that I wanted. Deep down of me I was jealous.

But I'll never confess it…

"Yo Nathan," greeted Tim as he joined the table. "What the hell did you tell Lucas to get him so pissed off?" he asked me with a laugh.

He knew to never call Lucas my brother.

"Just the same shit," I replied with a smirk.

"I bet," he answered with his light country accent.

My mind began to wonder to the auburn hair girl. Haley James was her name and I have seen her around Lucas a few times, but never to note that they were best friends. I started to think of a strategy for me to get to distinguish Haley more.

In more ways then one…

Then suddenly one thing popped in my head.

Tutoring. Brooke mentioned something about tutoring and that was my perfect opportunity to charm the female. Though, there was one dilemma. I don't have problems with any of my classes. I am passing all of them with B's or C's and none am I failing. However, she didn't have to know that right? Technically I am not lying just changing around the facts, right?

And an triumph smile emerged on my face.

"What are you planning on doing?" asked Tim, knowing that I was up to something.

"Just conquering the unattainable," I told him as I took my last sip of Gatorade and set it down as I got off my seat.

"But you always said that nothing was impossible," he replied.

"Exactly," I responded as left Tim's pondering figure behind.

I walked out of the cafeteria towards one particular room. Everyone was scrambling to class as the warning bell ran, but I ignored it and continued to walk somewhere elsewhere then my classroom. I persisted on sauntering as worried freshmen and talkative students ran to their classes.


RING, RING, RING


The final bell finally ran, signifying the commence of 5th hour. Finally I reached my destination; The Tree Hill Tutoring Center.

I knew where it was at because Tim had to attend a few sessions when he was a sophomore. He was failing practically every class and we needed his attendance in the games so Whitey sent him to be tutored. Shortly after two months, he got his act together and didn't have to be assisted anymore.

I entered the vacant room and looked around. The room was grey with inspirational posters placed all over the room. Round tables were situated all around the area with chairs in the region of them. There was a couch positioned in the far left hand corner, right beside the window which lightened the scope. I strolled around the room and noticed someone's items in a table. There was an open folder beside a pencil, pen, bag, and a book. I picked up the book and noticed the title of the book, Cry, the Beloved Country by Alan Paton.

'I read the book last year,' I tell myself as I set the book back down into place.

My eyes wonder back to the ajar notebook and couldn't help but detect some writing. It appeared to be a journal entry and that just expanded my curiosity. I started to read the first few words, but was interrupted by a hand smacking the folder closed.

"What the hell are you doing?" asked a raged Haley. "That is my personal property."

'Damn, this isn't how I wanted to institute,' I told myself. 'Started in the wrong foot which isn't to my benefit.'

"It was just open," I tried to explain.

"And that just give the right to read my personal writing?" she questioned me, getting ever more angrier.

'That didn't help,' I thought.

"I'm sorry alright," I snapped. "I shouldn't have read it alright," I announced.

"Good," she replied, beginning to calm down a bit. "Now, what the hell are you doing in here?" she asked me as she stood inpatient.

"What I can't be in here or something?" I shot back. "Isn't this the place that people go to get help?"

"True, it is where people come to get help, but not your kind," she injected back.

There I go being judged by my accomplishments. Just one time it would be great to be just have a single conversation with someone who doesn't evaluated you for who you are. Presently because I am Nathan Scott, doesn't mean I don't ever need help.

Even though I really didn't need it…

"Or did you just come in here to continue pissing me off? Or to invite me to your drunken party?" she added.

"What in the hell is your problem?" I snapped at her. "You and the rest of your 'kind' think they know me so damn ass well, but you guys don't," I finished as I began to exit the room.

"Playing the innocent role now?" she asked me which caused me to stop.

"You know I thought you were different, but you aren't," I told her. "I should of known that you were going to judge me like the rest of this bullshit school and town. I just came in here asking for some aid in my troubling classes, but I guess I'll just go and keep on failing them."

"I'm sorry," she finally voiced. "It's just that…I never thought that you of all people needed my assist alright."

"But as you could tell I do," I declared.

"Yeah, but…" she continued uneasy. "Its just that I'm best friends with Lucas and…well…he wouldn't be so thrilled by the idea."

"Why in the hell are you thinking how Lucas would react.? It isn't any of his business unless you two are going out…"

"No, no, no," she answered too quickly. "We are strictly just friends and nothing more," she added.

I looked at her and noticed something shocking. She answered too rapidly and I couldn't help but feel some disappointment. It seemed that his best friend had a crush on him.

'Damn, that just complicates everything…' I told myself with frustration.

"You know he seemed pretty cozy talking with Peyton," I proclaimed.

She turned around towards me and noticed a spark of sadness.

"Your not helping your situation Nathan," she replied flatly.

"I'm sorry I was just stating the obvious," I responded. "So what do you say? Could you help me out?" I questioned her, putting on my Nathan Scott charm.

"I don't know…" she persisted.

"Oh, so Lucas is controlling your life," I stated. "I understand perfectly," I persevered as I initiated to walk out the door again.

"No he doesn't!" she yells outraged. "Fine, I'll tutor you but don't rile Lucas anymore, got it?" she asked me, defeated.

As I knew she was going to agree; I knew that Lucas was the key to her approving with me. I recognized her type, she wanted to do something good for someone else and making her heated about being managed by someone in addition was just vast.

"Crystal clear," I answered with a smile. "Do I meet up with you in here, during 5th hour, because I have a free hour during then…"

"No, not right now," she retorted. "Just stay in the library during your free period and I'll stay in here during 5th hour. I'll tutor you at the docks before school at seven o'clock and be sharp. If you are not there on time then I am leaving," she told me.

"On time, got it," I responded with a smile. "Well see you tomorrow. And thanks again," I repeated as I left the room.

Even though it was going to difficult for me to actually be on time for something. I am a procrastinator of all things and I am never on point for anything.

'But I guess I have to be for this…' I thought.

"Follow through," the couch always told me to guarantee a basket.

Perseverance is what you need to win a game and it is what I had today…

I began to smile as I started to walk to the library. I was already over ten or 15 minutes late, but I continued to stroll down the hallway with no rush. The first part of my plan was completed. Haley was going to 'tutor' me and then I'll get to know her more. Soon enough she is going to fall for me and I'll get what I want.

I wish it was truly that simple…

Haley James was going to bring out a different side of me that I never thought anyone was ever going to witness. One that I feared someone would ever see. Soon, everyone is available to observe my true being. She was going to teach me something valuable, something not in the books. She was going to teach me how to be true to myself and most of all, she was going to tutor me something about love.


AN: Hey u guys, well after two weeks on hiatus this story is back! But hey give me props for this hella long chapter. This took me all day to complete it and I have to say I am pretty proud of how it turned out. I definitely shows how Nathan thinks and the dilemmas he has with Lucas, Peyton, and the rest of the skool.

As I said before, I ran into a dilemma myself when I needed Haley to tutor Nathan, but why would u start tutoring in the first day of school? Cuz u have all A's in ur classes and everything, u know? So that is why I had to suddenly make it into the future a couple of months. I hope that I all of u guys understood that! LOL…sorry bout that. Should of thought of it more before I typed that chapter. Opps…

And thanks for the four individuals who reviewed: Lysser8312, CMMJL4EVR, XxSarahxX, and Aiesha. I did expect for more reviews, but oh well..i guess...But plz people review so i know that more then 4 ppl are reading this story! Thanks!

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