Author's Note: Hey, I'm back. I'm glad that you all like my story and think you for not flaming it. I'm actually surprised to find the you all like it because there isn't any other ones on here like this, so I was afraid you wouldn't like it. Anyways, I'm really glad you do, and I'll hurry up and get on with the story.

...WWHT...

Brooke smiled at all the boys that were staring at Haley when she got out of the car. She loved it when people stared at Haley, it made her feel special. All these other people wanted Haley, but only she got the privilege to have her. She also hoped that Haley confidence would be boosted by all the attention. Brooke shook her head, not knowing how Haley could think she is anything less than beautiful. That always bothered her.

Deciding not to give it anymore thought, Brooke got out of the car too and smiled even bigger when the boys stared at her too. They certainly were a hot pair that seemed to attract attention wherever they went. She closed her door and walked around the car to Haley's side. She slid her hand in with Haley's and walked into the Café. She was glad when she found that there weren't many people around. They spotted Karen at the counter and walked over to her.

"You two look happy," Karen pointed out, still smiling from when she saw them come in. "How are the two lovebirds today?"

"We're good," Haley answered with a smile. She was so happy that they had decided to tell Karen that they were together. She was glad that they were able to act normal around someone. "We just got back from the beach."

"I can see that," Karen teased, indicating the bikinis the girls still had one. Haley blushed, having forgotten that she wasn't wearing much. "Did you have fun?"

"Oh, yeah," Brooke said, getting up on one of the stools which forced Haley to do the same. "I always have fun when I'm with my Hales." Karen gave them a warm smile.

"She is a very fun girl," Karen commented. She had to admit that when she first found out about them, she was a bit uneasy at the idea, not too sure if they were really serious about each other. It didn't take them very long to convince her that they were happy and Karen soon realized that they were very much in love. As long as Haley was happy, that's all she could ever want. She snapped out of her thoughts when she saw that the girls were staring at her. "So, what are you girls doing tonight?"

"I wouldn't know," Haley complained, pretending to be mad. That couldn't be farther from the truth. She knew that if Brooke planned it, it certainly wouldn't be boring. Brooke rolled her eyes.

"Oh, come on," Brooke whined. "I know you're excited to find out what I'm gonna do."

"Maybe a little," Haley admitted. Brooke was about to give Haley a kiss when they heard the door open. The girls quickly pulled apart and unclasped their hands. Karen felt a pang for sadness when she saw the sad looks cross both the girl's faces. She thought they should be able to be themselves, but she knew that nothing good could come from it. She knew how people could be and she didn't want Haley to have to be subjected to that.

"There you are," Peyton called, spotting the girls at the counter. She stopped up short when she saw both Brooke and Haley together, and judging by the way they were dressed, they had been together the whole day. "Both of you? Together?" Brooke turned around, a fake smile already put in place, but Haley remained in her position, her back to the blonde.

"Hales and I just went to the beach," Brooke informed her best friend as if it were nothing. She understood why Peyton would be surprised; her and Haley were never really the best of friends. Peyton raised an eyebrow as she walked up to the counter to join them.

"Since when do you do that?" she asked, sitting on the other side of Haley. She noticed that Haley looked upset. "You okay Hales?"

"Yeah," Haley sighed. She used all the energy she could muster and put a smile in place of her frown. She lifted up her head, hoping to sound more convincing. "Everything's cool." Haley could tell that the blonde didn't believe her. "So, which one of us were you looking for?"

"Either of you," Peyton answered, still not convinced of her friend's fineness, but deciding to let it go for now. Brooke quickly intervened before Peyton could push her any further.

"Well, it looks like you found us," she pointed out. "What did you want us for?"

"I just wanted to know if either of you wanted to go see a movie tonight?" she asked. "Or both of you, I guess." Haley and Brooke both looked at each other. Brooke gave Haley a sad look that told her they would have to get a rain check for the surprise she had planned for tonight. Haley nodded, disappointedly and Brooke looked back up at Peyton who had been watching the exchange.

"Sure," she answered in the perky voice that was expected of her. "Sounds like fun. What movie did you have in mind?"

"I don't know," Peyton shrugged. She looked at Haley, who had gone back to avoiding eye contact. "Is there any movie you wanted to see, Hales?" Haley quickly thought of the first movie that came to mind that they might be remotely interested in.

"Um, there's that Lindsay Lohan movie."

"Oh, Mean Girls," Brooke cheered. "I wanted to see that."

"I wonder why?" Peyton teased, thinking that Brooke wanted to see the hot boy that was playing the boyfriend. Brooke's eye grew wide when she remember that off the cuff remark she had made after seeing the preview for it. She had said the guy was hot, but she was just trying to sound as natural as she could.

"Anyway," Brooke began, trying to steer the conversation away from her and her supposed like for hot boys. "What time did you wanna meet? "

"I think there's an eight o'clock show," Peyton answered, remembering what the paper had said. "So we should be there by seven thirty, I guess."

"Sounds like a plan." Peyton checked her watch.

"Oh, man," she complained, surprised at the time. "I have to go. Gotta get home for my weekly talk with dad." She slid off the stool and stood up. "See you later, guys." With one last wave at Karen who was serving a customer, she was out the door. Brooke let out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding. She turned to Haley and pouted at her.

"I'm sorry, baby," she whined. She scooted over so she was closer to her girlfriend. She wrapped an arm around her waist and laid another one on Haley's thigh. She laid her head on Haley's shoulder. "I was really looking forward to our night alone, too." Haley rested her head on top of Brooke's.

"I hate lying to her, Tigger," Haley sighed.

"I know, baby."

"She's our friend, don't you think she should know?" She moved out of Brooke's embrace. "I think we should tell her tonight at the movies." She saw the look Brooke was giving her. "If she's really our friend, don't you think she'll be happy for us?"

"I don't know, sweetie," Brooke admitted. She had always been afraid to tell Peyton. Her heart was telling her that Peyton was her best friend and that she would be there for them no matter what, but her head was telling her that there was a very big chance that Peyton may not accept them. "What happens if we tell her and she doesn't accept us? That could really put a strain on our relationship. I just don't wanna risk it."

"That's what you said before we told Karen," Haley replied. "And look how that turned out."

"I'll think about it," was Brooke final answer. Haley knew that she wasn't going to get a better answer than that at the minute and nodded.

"Thank you," she said, giving her a quick peck on the lips. Brooke smiled.

"I'll really think about it," she repeated, hoping to get some more. Haley laughed at her and pulled away.

"Don't push it," Haley warned. Brooke pouted, but Haley ignored her and went behind the counter to get something for them to eat.

...WWHT...

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