Thursday

NATHAN AND HALEY
God! What is that noise? Oh make it stop! Haley thought as she started stirring from her sleep. Realizing it was the alarm clock, she moaned since she knew it was time to get up. She hit the snooze button and rolled back over, pulling the covers over her head. Nathan chose this moment to walk into the room from his morning jog, and he couldn't help but laugh at his wife.

"Hales, you have to get up. You're not gonna be ready for school in time if you don't."

"No! Don't wanna!" Said the mound of blankets.

"Haley! Seriously baby. You have to get up! You have a test first period!"

"Fine!" Haley threw the covers off and stomped to the bathroom. "But breakfast better be ready when I get out.."

"Oh, I kind of thought that I would join you in there." Haley's death glare made him change his answer to "Yes Ma'am."

LUCAS
"Luke! Time to get up and get ready. You have school soon." Karen said standing in her son's doorway.

"I quit. Sleep sounds better."

"Get up Lucas!" Karen's shouting, loud enough to wake the dead, definitely motivated Lucas to get his ass up.

"Jesus Mother! Do you have to do that?"

Karen just smiled and walked out of the room.

BROOKE AND PEYTON
Normal to Brooke and Peyton now had quickly become staying at each others houses. Both girls were, at the moment, still sleeping. Peyton was laying on her back and Brooke was curled up next to her, her head on Peyton's chest and her arm wrapped around Peyton's waist. Both were startled out of their sleep by a ringing phone.

"Oh God. It's way too early in the morning for someone to be calling." Brooke stated as she snuggled closer to Peyton. The phone began to ring yet again. "Uh. People have no courtesy anymore." Brooke jumped out of bed and answered the phone. "Haley, do you know what time it is? Uh-huh. Oh, right. Ok, thanks then. See you later. Bye."

"What did she want babe?" Peyton said as Brooke wrapped herself around her again.

"Just reminding us about school."

"What? We haven't missed one day! So what if we always end up missing first period. Its not that important anyway." Brooke laughed. "Hey Brookie?"

"Yeah Peyt?"

"Do you realize that every time we wake up, some part of your body is touching my boobs." Both girls giggled at this fact.

"I cant help it P. Sawyer! I have a thing for your boobs!" Brooke laughed as she squeezed them and ran to the bathroom.

"Hey!" Peyton yelled after her. "I know I'm hot and all, but there's no reason to molest me and run off. That's just not fair."

AT SCHOOL- MORNING
Amazingly all 5 friends lockers were grouped together this year. At the moment, that was where everyone was gathered.

"God. I don't think I studied enough for this test!" Haley whined as she leaned against her locker.

"Shit! Brooke, we have a test in History today!" Peyton grabbed Brooke's arm.

"Damn Peyt! Ow!? Is there a need to attack me?" Brooke rubbed her arm. "Unless its in a way I actually like." She whispered so only Peyton could hear. Which, of course, earned a slap on the arm. "Shit! I swear! I'm out of this relationship. You're abusive!" Peyton smiled sweetly at her.

"Relationship?" Lucas asked as he glanced up from his locker.

"Yes relationship. A friendship is a relationship right?" Peyton stated, saving both her and Brooke's asses. They had both discussed what they should do about telling people, and both agreed it would be best to keep it to themselves for the time being. And Haley.

"Guess so."

"History test. Damn, that does suck." Brooke made a face, then immediately brightened. "Oh well, I'll get us out of it. Leave it to the pro Missy Blonde Girl."

"Brooke, I swear. You have the weirdest nicknames for people." Nathan said.

"Hmm… what should yours be? Oh! I know! How about this?" Brooke flashed him the finger.

"Nice. Real mature."

And then the bell rang.

AT SCHOOL- SOME POINT IN THE AFTERNOON
Kids hurried to get to their classes as yet another bell rang. Peyton was standing by her locker waiting for her girlfriend. Knowing that History was next, and knowing that she wasn't at all prepared for the test, Peyton was dreading going to class. Good grief! Where is Brooke! She better have gotten us off for the test. Peyton waited another minute, and then decided to just suck it up and go. Damn you Brooke. Especially for leaving me alone! As she was walking by a door, she was suddenly yanked inside the dark roomand shoved against the wall. Panicked at first, Peyton almost screamed. But when someone started kissing her neck, she relaxed and laughed.

"Dammit Brooke! You scared the hell out of me!"

Brooke just kissed Peyton and giggled. "I thought you were never gonna walk by here! Don't you know that its rude to make your girlfriend wait?"

"I could ask you the same thing. Anyways, did you get us off for that test?"

Brooke leaned in and whispered in Peyton's ear. "That's kinda the idea."
Peyton stood confused for a moment, distracted by Brooke nibbling on her ear. Then she realized what her girlfriend had said. "Brooke! You horny bitch!"

"Hey! Who just rescued you from a disaster? You need to learn to show appreciation."

"You're right. I'm sorry. Now how did you manage this stunt?"

"I just had to pleasureour extrememly hot History teacher. Are we sure he's old enough to be teaching?"

"Slut!" Peyton laughed. "Wait, you're not serious are you?"

"Peyton! I'm hurt! That's just wrong!" Brooke stepped back from Peyton, but Peyton grabbed her and slammed her into the wall. "You're not leaving me in here all alone are you?" She pressed her body against Brooke's. "You were getting me all worked up earlier."

"P. Sawyer! You're making me blush." Brooke said right before she grabbed Peyton and kissed her hard.

The make-out session continued until they heard the door handle rattle, signaling someone else was coming in. The girls ran to a spot that would hide them if light from the hallway hit the room. Another couple entered the room, and for a moment neither girl so much as breathed. When they heard kissing and someone starting to lightly moan, Brooke had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing.

"We have a problem." Peyton leaned over and whisper to Brooke.

"What?"

"I cant find my shirt."

Brooke let a giggle escape, and immediately the other couple stopped whatever it was they were doing. "Uh oh." Brooke said right before the lights went on.

When the four people in the oddly large closet were exposed, shock was definitely the thought on their minds.

"You have got to be kidding me!" Brooke exclaimed. "I have to admit, you were the last two I ever expected to be in here!" She then laughed. "Damn Tutor Girl! I taught you well! Skipping class for sex? Yep, you definitely picked that one up from me."

"Wow Brooke. You sure do know how to make this even more embarrassing! And we were not having sex!" Brooke raised her eyebrows. "Yet atleast. God this is horrible!" Haley put her head in her hands.

"No kidding." Peyton said quietly from behind Brooke where she was tryin to cover herself.

"Ok. So I know why me and Haley are in here, but why are you two? And Peyton, why are you topless." As soon as Nathan said it, he understood why. "Holy shit! You're joking right?"

"Well I guess our secret is out yet again." Peyton said as she wrapped her arms around Brooke's waist. "Now would you two mind leaving us alone again? We were kinda in the middle of something."

"Yeah, and could you kind of keep it to yourself Nathan? We don't want a bunch of people knowing." Brooke said.

"Well, yeah. It's not like I want a bunch of people knowing that I skipped class to have sex with my wife at school. Not something I'm gonna be spreading."

"Thanks Nate. Now can you two leave?" Peyton asked impatiently.

"Now who's the horny bitch?" Brooke said turning around to look at Peyton.

"Ok guys, sorry, but eww. I really could have done without that." Haley said as she opened the door. "Have fun girlies!" And then Nathan and Haley were gone.

"Well that was awkward!" Brooke exclaimed.

"No kidding! Now where's my shirt?"

Brooke smiled mischievously. "Are you sure you want to put it on just yet?"

"Well I guess not!" Then the bell rang. "Well, guess so! This should be fun. Trying to get out of here now without getting caught."

"Let's just be sneaky!"

"Ok, you go and then I'll follow in a few minutes."

"Ok. I'll catch you later then." Brooke started to walk towards the door, but Peyton grabbed her and kissed her.

"One for the road."

After School

NATHAN AND HALEY
"So that was an interesting afternoon." Nathan said as he took a bite of pizza.

"No kidding. Next time you get horny at school, I am not sneaking off to a closet with you."

"So Brooke and Peyton huh? Never saw that one coming! Did you know about it? How long has it been going on?"

"Yes, yes, and almost a week. Nate seriously, you cannot say anything!"

"I wasn't planning on it Hales. Chill out! Now moving on. Are you still playing the TRIC opening on Saturday?"

"Planning on it. If I freak-out it's all your fault though. God Nathan, why did you have to send that file to Peyton?!"

"Because you are great! You deserve this chance Haley!"

Haley pouted. "Thanks, but I'm scared."

"Don't be! I'll be right there for you." Nathan walked over and kissed her. "Mmm. Wanna finish what we started earlier?"

Haley slapped Nathan but smiled. "Only if you can catch me!"

Haley ran off, and of course, Nathan caught her.

BROOKE
After school, Brooke and Peyton had gone their separate ways. Brooke was now at her house, talking to her mother who had returned home to talk to her about the money situation.

"Brooke, I am so sorry to have to tell you this, but we're selling the house. We just can't afford it anymore, and your fathers work has provided housing for us in New York. You understand don't you?"

"Where am I supposed to live mother? I cant move to New York! I wont move to New York!"

"Brooke, be reasonable! You're only 17! There is no way you can just stay here and live on your own! You will pack up the things you absolutely need or just cannot part with, and sell the rest. You have a week to be ready. Here is your plane ticket to meet us in New York. There will be someone at the airport to pick you up. I expect you to hold a sale on Saturday. Everything that is to be sold already has a price tag on it. It shouldn't be that hard to figure it all out." Brooke's mom stood up from the couch and walked to the door. "There will be no arguing, there is nothing you can say to change my mind about anything. I will see you next Saturday." And with that she was gone.

Brooke grabbed the lamp next to her and threw it across the room. "There is no fucking way I'm moving to New York!" She screamed, then continued to throw things at the walls.

PEYTON
Peyton had gone to TRIC after school to start setting up for the opening on Saturday. There was so much to still do, and she knew since Karen was so busy with the café, it would be a good thing for her to help. As she was at the sound booth checking to make sure all the music was there that she needed for Saturday, someone tapped her shoulder.

"Rick! I didn't hear you come in!" Peyton chewed her lip. What does he want? This is just gonna end bad. Bad, bad, bad.

"I just came to see how things were. With TRIC, and with you."

"I'm fine. TRIC's fine. We're all good." Peyton did not meet Rick's eyes.

"Why are you so paranoid Peyton? You need to learn not to worry so much. Watch, and learn."

Rick then pulled something out of his pocket, and set it on the table. Peyton realized that it was a mirror. He then poured some cocaine onto it, and cut it. In one quick motion, the white lines were gone. Rick then cut more of the powder, and handed Peyton the dollar bill he had used to snort it.

"Come on Blondie. You know you want it."

Peyton kept looking back and forth between Rick, to the cocaine, to the money in her trembling hand. Oh, fuck it. She bent over and snorted the lines.

"That-a-girl." Rick packed his stuff up, and as he was walking away, he turned back around and handed her something. "I'll see you this weekend. And Peyton, you're welcome." And he left.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion after that. Oh my God. What did I just do? I can't believe I did that. Dammit! She picked up a CD and threw it across the room as hard as she could as she started to cry. She didn't even realize she was still clutching the vile of coke in her other hand.