Author's Note: Hey everybody. I told you all that I wouldn't be waiting as long to update as last time. In fact it hasn't even been an entire week, I don't think. I had some things planned out for this chapter, but I don't think I'm going to go with those anymore. I'll wait a little bit for that, I think. Okay, so I really hope that you all still like this story, or else I'll stop writing it now. Tell me what you think. Enjoy.

..........WWHT..........

"Hey, can one of you guys fill this up?" Haley asked as she entered the kitchen. She didn't know what to ask for, she was never really a big drinker, but if there was ever a time for it, it was now. The two guys standing near the keg smiled at her and took her cup, filling it back up.

"There you go," he said, handing it back to her. She smiled at them, winked and took a big gulp. The pain she was feeling was certainly starting to lessen. "Whoa, you might want to slow down there, killer."

"Don't worry, I got it," Haley assured him, only stopping her chugging to answer him. She never really understood how people could get drunk, she hated the taste of beer, but right now, it was as if she had never had something so good. "Thanks." With that, she turned on heels only to bump into someone. She looked up at the large person in her way and smiled up at him sweetly. "Lukie!"

"Hi, Hales," he replied, nervously. He only came to this party because Jake dragged him here. He really didn't expect to run into Haley, it was never her kind of scene. Add on what happened yesterday morning in the gym, and he thought that Haley would be staying locked up in her house until the school board came and dragged her out.

"What are you doing here?" she asked. Luke was surprised to find her cup filled with beer. Haley James has never had more than one sip of beer at a time in her entire life. After what happened to her brother, Luke didn't think that Haley would ever be stupid enough to get drunk.

"Jake dragged me," he answered, looking passed her to see if he could find Brooke or Peyton anywhere. He knew they had to be here; Haley wouldn't have come by herself. "Where are Brooke and Peyton?"

"Oh, there in there somewhere," she sighed, flipping her arm out, showing that she meant in the living room. Lucas could tell that she was already a little tipsy. Considering Haley had never had that much to drink, he didn't think it would take that much to get her going.

"Listen, Hales, can we go somewhere to talk?" He knew apologizing when she was almost plastered wasn't the greatest idea, but he figured this might be the only way to get her to talk to him willingly. He watched as her smile widened and she nodded her head emphatically.

"Of course," she cheered, spilling some of her beer as she raised her arms in the air. He laughed at the goofy smile on her. He shook his head and took a hold of her arm, to lead her outside.

Bevin had been getting a drink from the keg boys when she saw Haley and Lucas leaving the kitchen, laughing. She couldn't help but notice that Haley was all over Luke in her drunken state. She quickly thanked the boys and ran towards Theresa and the rest of the ho-posse.

"Theresa," she yelled as she approached them. Bevin was the Peyton to Theresa's Brooke. She was the less bitchy one and didn't always approve of the things that her friend did. Normally, Bevin wouldn't have told Theresa what she had just saw, but she thought that Lucas was really hot and didn't think it was fair that the lesbian got to have him.

"God, Bevin, lower the alcohol consumption," Theresa laughed, as Bevin almost tripped on her way over to them. If they learned anything from Brooke, it was never to get drunk at parties. They had seen Brooke make a fool of herself enough times to know that getting drunk wasn't cool. "Has Brooke's past taught you nothing?"

"I'm not drunk," she insisted, finally reaching them. "I just saw hot Lucas and Brooke's new bitch leaving together and they looked pretty happy. I just thought you might want to know." A wicked grin crossed her face at Bevin's words.

"Could this night get any better?" She tried to think of how she could use this information to the best of her advantage. She could go run and tell Brooke, but it wasn't guaranteed that when they got Brooke to wherever the lovebirds were that they would be doing anything.

"Should I go get Brooke?" Bevin could practically see the wheels turning in Theresa's head and knew she would come up with something evil. It probably wouldn't be as bad as something Brooke would think of, she was queen of mean, but Theresa had followed Brooke around long enough to pick up a few pointers.

"No, I think we should just head out there ourselves," Theresa suggested. She remembered the way Lucas reacted to the news yesterday and knew that they were best friends. She doubted that they were getting it on, so she had another idea in mind. She started walking through the house and the others followed her. "Where'd they go?"

"They were heading towards the pool house," Bevin answered, running to catch up with Theresa who was at the head of the group. Once she got there, she fell into sync with the other girl. "So, what's the plan?"

"We're gonna hang around until hot Lucas leaves, then we're gonna have a little chat with Haley," Theresa answered as they made their way across the back lawn. Lucky for them, there wasn't many people back there. After when happened last time, when Tim decided it would be fun to jump off the roof into the pool, the backyard had been off limits. Only two newbies like Lucas and Haley wouldn't know that.

"What makes you think that Lucas will leave?"

"We'll tell him that his mommy is on the phone." They quietly made their way towards the pool house to find Haley and Lucas sitting on the couch and laughing. "He's such a momma's boy. And from what I've been told, Haley's like her daughter too."

"So they're bother and sister?" Bevin asked. Theresa rolled her eyes. God, she needed a new lackey. Bevin was almost dumber than Tim. "And they're gonna do it?"

"They aren't going to do it," Theresa hissed, putting her finger to her lips to tell the other girls to shut up. She didn't want Luke and Haley to hear them. "And they aren't brother and sister, either. Seriously, were you dropped on your head as a baby?"

"Sorry," she mumbled. After receiving another glare from Theresa, Bevin decided it was best to just keep her mouth shut. She peeked through the window to watch as Luke and Haley hugged. "When are you going in?"

"Now. Come one." The other's followed and they moved around to the front door. Theresa knocked on the door once before pushing it open. She plastered a fake smile on her face and hoped that Lucas didn't know about the earlier confrontation. "Hey, guys."

"Hey, Theresa," Lucas greeted, giving her a genuine smile. It totally slipped his mind that it was her that was attacking Brooke the other morning. Haley glared at her but didn't say anything. "What's going on?"

"There's a call for you in the kitchen," Theresa answered, smiling at him. She was more than a little surprised that he wasn't giving her dirty looks. She knew how protective he was about Haley. He must not know about her personal mission to make Haley's life a living hell. "Vegas said that it's your mom looking for you. Something important."

"Oh, thanks a lot," he said, getting up. He had given his mother the number to Brad's house, telling her to call if there was anything. He turned to Haley, how was actually starting to sober up a bit. "You okay here?" She torn her gaze off Theresa and turned to him, giving him a fake smile.

"We're good," she told him. She knew that if Karen was calling it had to be important and she didn't want to keep him waiting. She was sure that Theresa had something to say to her, but she had her drink so if worse came to worse, she could just get wasted again.

"Kay," he said, patting her head like a dog. She laughed slightly at him. "I'll see you inside then." She nodded and he walked towards the door, giving the girls a smile on the way passed. Before long, the girls were alone. Haley shook her head, and reached forward to grab her cup off the table.

"What do you want, Theresa?"

"Just came to have a little chat, woman to scrub," she answered in a mean voice. Haley took a breath, preparing for the verbal assault that she had coming. Maybe letting Luke leave wasn't such a good idea. "If that's okay with you of course."

"Whatever," she muttered. She wasn't going to leave; she didn't want to let Theresa get the best of her. She hoped that if she just let Theresa say what she had to say, then she would leave her alone. And at least in there, it wasn't in front of most of the school.

"So," Theresa began, moving further into the room. Originally, their group was about six people, but half of them decided that they didn't want to have anything to do with what Theresa was up to and had opted to go back into the party. The only two left, Bevin and Lori, followed Theresa into the beach house. "When did you and Brookie hook up?"

"Oh, about a week before none of you business," Haley shot back, relaxing back into her seat. She might as well get comfortable. Theresa let out a laugh and smirked at Haley, clearly impressed.

"You're feisty, you know that?" she said, moving towards the table so she was standing directly in front of Haley. The only thing between them was the glass table with magazines on it. "I like you."

"Then why are you being such a bitch to me?" Bevin and Lori had to stifle a laugh from escaping. Theresa may be able to handle a little bickering, but if there was one thing she hated, it was being called a bitch.

"Because I can be," she snapped back. The little humor she had in her voice was completely gone now.

"And here I thought it was just because you wanted to get into my girlfriend's pants." Haley had seen the way Theresa looked at Brooke. At first, she thought it was just because she wanted to be Brooke, but she soon realized it was because she wanted to be with Brooke. Theresa may not want to admit it, but she was just jealous.

"If I were you, I'd shut your mouth before I smack that smirk off your face." She stared down at Haley and narrowed her eyes. Haley looked up at her, surprised by the sudden change of attitude. Pissing three cheerleaders off when she was by herself where no one could hear her was officially a bad idea.

"So, what did you want to talk about, exactly?" Haley was sure that the girls could hear the fear that was now in her voice. When they had first walked in, she didn't think that things might get out of hand, she thought of Theresa as kind of harmless. But now, judging by the look in her eyes, she was ready to do just about anything.

"I was just going to come in here and bitch at you a lot," Theresa answered, her voice laced with hatred. She knew that Haley was right about what she said about her and Brooke, and she hated that Haley knew how she felt. "But I think I'm tired of talking now."

Haley's eyes widened as she realized that Theresa was being serious. She had heard stories from Brooke about what Theresa had done to some girl that was sleeping with her boyfriend. It didn't sound fun. Bevin and Lori watched as Theresa slowly moved around the table and advanced on Haley. They did not sign on for a beating, but it was too late to run now, so they just stood back in the corner, making sure they were out of the way.

..........WWHT..........

"Where did Haley disappear to?" Peyton asked, as she and Brooke stood back and watched the people dancing. Both girls looked around the room to see if they could find Haley anywhere.

"I don't know," Brooke answered, worry slipping into her voice. "She just said she was going to get more to drink, but that was at least fifteen minutes ago." She was really starting to get worried now. Haley wasn't a big drinker and she already looked a little tipsy when she had left them. She could be anywhere.

"Why don't we go check the kitchen?" Peyton suggested, seeing that Brooke was worried. The blonde grabbed Brooke's hand and started making their way through the crowd to find the kitchen. When they entered, Brooke and Peyton were both surprised to see Lucas standing there. Knowing that Brooke wouldn't go over and talk to him, Peyton pulled her along and walked up to him. "Hey, Luke."

"Oh, hey guys," he greeted, nodding to Vegas as he turned away from him. He saw the glare Brooke was sending his way and decided to talk to Peyton instead. He knew Brooke would be pissed off at him for blowing up at Haley like that. "What's up?"

"We were just looking for Hales," Peyton answered, nudging Brooke on the side to get her to stop glaring at Lucas. "She got sucked in here like fifteen minutes ago. Have you seen her anywhere?"

"Oh, yeah," he answered, nodding his head. "We were just talking out in the pool house." He saw the look Brooke was giving him. "Everything's cool, we're all made up now. No need to go all protective girlfriend on me."

"So, where is she?" Brooke asked, looking around the kitchen to see if she was there. She was happy that Haley and Luke made up, she knew it was bothering Haley even if she tried to deny it. Luke swallowed is drink before answering.

"She's still in the pool house," he explained. "Apparently, my mom called, but Vegas said he had no idea what Theresa was talking about." He shrugged his shoulders and took another sip. It took Peyton and Brooke a moment to register what he said and they looked at each other.

"Theresa?" Peyton asked. He looked at her weirdly, not understanding the fear in her voice. He nodded slowly. "You left her alone with Theresa in the pool house?"

"Yeah," he answered. "Bevin and Lori were with her." Brooke slammed her cup on the counter and ran out the door at full speed in the direction of the pool house, Peyton right behind her. They roughly pushed their way through all the partygoers, ignoring the yells they were receiving.

"Get out of the way!" Brooke screamed, when someone wouldn't move. They finally made it through the crowd and were on the lawn. Brooke ripped off the heels she had worn and started running towards the pool house that was now in view. Peyton was trying to catch up with her.

"Brooke, wait up!" Peyton called after her, finding it hard to keep up with Brooke. Brooke completely ignored her calls, as she continued straight ahead. She had never run this fast in her entire life. She needed to get to Haley before something happened to her. She knew how Theresa could get and she was scared to death that Haley had gotten herself in over her head.

..........WWHT..........

So, what do you all think? I know it might be a little extreme or whatever, but I thought it was a good idea. I really wanted to be able to get this over with so I could get Theresa out of the picture and move on to a different kind of drama. Anyway, if you liked it, please review and I'll update faster. Bye.