Author's Note: Hey. I'm here with an update, sooner than I thought. I hope you guys like it better than you seem to have liked the last chapter. It's pretty long and I hope you all like it. Oh, and there's a line ripped directly from Gilmore Girls, just thought I'd let you know that I'm not trying to steal anything here. Extra points if you can point it out. Please tell me what you think of this chapter, cause I worked extra hard on typing it all out. Enjoy.
…WWHT…
"I can't believe I forgot how much I hated school," Brooke mumbled as she stepped out of the backseat of Peyton's black car. Haley rolled her eyes as she passed her girlfriend her bag and got out as well. "And I can't believe I let you talk me into coming."
"There wasn't exactly a lot of talking going on," Peyton pointed out, slamming her door shut and joining her best friends on the curb. "If I remember correctly, you broke about two seconds into the conversation at dinner last night."
"Shut up, Blondie," Brooke snapped, not really mad at her friend, just upset about the day of school that lay ahead of her. "You're whipped too, remember, so just lay off."
"Someone's grouchy," Peyton laughed, eyeing the brunette that was glaring at her. She rolled her eyes at her friend and stuck her tongue out at her, knowing that she was safe because Haley was between them and Brooke wouldn't dare try to attack her now.
"Five seconds, Pey," Brooke warned. She really wasn't mad, she just didn't have the energy to deal with the blonde this early in the morning. They had stayed up until almost 3 in the morning watching old movies, and Brooke assumed that meant that Haley wasn't going to force her to go to school anymore. She thought wrong.
"You're such a morning person," Peyton teased. She saw the pleading look that Haley was sending her way and sighed. She slipped her messenger bag over her shoulder and took a step forward. "Good luck with her, Hales. You'll need it."
"Thanks, Peyton," Haley called out to her in a tight voice. She knew it had been a bad idea to stay up that late, but no one ever listened to her, especially when Taylor was there to mess things up even more. She was the boring James sister and Taylor was the fun one. That was the way it would always be.
"It's inhuman to be that perky this early in the morning," Brooke mumbled, burying her face in Haley's shoulder. Haley laughed at her behavior and brought her hand up to rest on Brooke's hair.
"Aw, poor Tigger," Haley laughed. "Come on, we still have to go to our lockers before class. I haven't touched a school book since Thursday."
"Gasp," Brooke teased, her grumpiness fading away as she flirted with Haley. She lifted her head up, took a hold of Haley's hand and they started walking towards the school. "I think that means that we're gonna have to think of a new nickname for you, you're not so much with the Tutor Girl anymore."
"I am so!" Haley protested, shocked that Brooke was accusing her of ignoring her studies, though she knew it was true. Two months ago, the though of not thinking about school would have terrified her, but now it kind of made her proud. She had better things to think about.
"Please," Brooke laughed, as they continued to watch. She could feel the eyes on them, but she didn't care. They could stare at them all they wanted; it wasn't going to bother her. She knew that Haley felt the same too, and that was all that matter. All the people they cared about knew and were supportive of them, so she was happy. She knew cared about their opinions before, she didn't care now. "When was the last time you tutored anybody?"
"Well, there was Thursday," Haley pointed out, vaguely remembering being in the Tutor Center to meet with someone. She frowned when she remembered what happened after that. Damn, Brooke was right.
"That was me, stupid," Brooke reminded her with a smirk. They finally made it to the main doors and entered the school, unconsciously going in the direction of their lockers. "Face it, you've been ignoring your Tutor Girl duties."
"Only cause I've been so busy with my Tutor Girlfriend duties," Haley shot back, knowing that would shut Brooke up immediately. She loved being able to do this. This was the first time that she and Brooke were able to just walk down the hall and totally be themselves, without having to worry about being caught.
"That is a good point," Brooke laughed at her play on the old nickname. She hadn't called Haley that in what felt like forever, in a way that wasn't being playful anyway. "Okay, I take back the comment. You are still Tutor Girl."
"That's what I thought," Haley laughed as they finally reached her locker. She unhooked her hand from Brooke's and started to dial in the combination. Brooke watched her, lazily leaning against the locker beside Haley's and wrapping an even lazier arm around her waist. Her eyes traveling back and fourth between her girlfriend and the picture of the two of them attached to the locker door.
"It's funny," Brooke commented as Haley pulled her books off the shelf. "Who would have thought that you'd be fighting to keep that nickname when you used to hate it when I called you that."
"I never hated it," Haley told her, glancing at her, surprised to find that they were so close together. It almost seemed that they couldn't stand to not be touching now a days, not that she was complaining, she just knew that it was getting frustrating for the both of them.
"Really?" Brooke questioned, sliding her off Haley's waist to stand up straight, seeing that Haley was almost finished at her locker. "I always thought it annoyed you."
"Not really." Haley shrugged her shoulders and closed the locker door, holding her hand out for Brooke to take again. They started down the hallway towards Brooke locker. "I always thought it was kinda cute that you cared enough to give me a nickname, as unoriginal as it was."
"It was not unoriginal!" Brooke protested, not believing that Haley was making fun of her precious nickname. That was one of the things that Brooke loved to do most, was give people nicknames, and know her girlfriend was bashing her skills? That was just harsh. Haley gave her a look. "Okay, what's a better nickname that you have?"
"Haley-bub."
"Who calls you that?" Brooke couldn't remember hearing that name once.
"Taylor," Haley told her with a goofy grin. "It's kind of a family thing. My grandma used to call me that all the time and my dad would use it sometimes, but Taylor mostly uses it."
"And what is so great about Haley-bub?" Brooke questioned, but not in a harsh or sarcastic way. She was always up to hearing more about Haley's family, even though she didn't like what she heard half the time. Her parents weren't the best ones on the planet, and most of her siblings, with the exception of Taylor, were pretty mean, but Brooke still wanted to know more about her girlfriend's past.
"I don't know," Haley shrugged, but Brooke could see the smile on her face. "It just makes me feel protected or something. I don't know, it's silly really, but it just reminds me of family, even though mine royally sucks. I just love when Taylor calls me that, it makes me feel special."
"That's not stupid," Brooke assured her, giving her hand a squeeze and smiling at her adoringly.
"It's like when you call me baby," Haley continued, smiling back at the other brunette. She had to fight the natural urge to kiss Brooke because she knew that even though they didn't care about what the kids thought, she wasn't that comfortable with it.
"Well, I'm glad I can make you feel special," Brooke told her, bumping hips with her as they turned the corner to go down the hallways Brooke's locker was in. "Cause you are special, baby."
"Like 'stop eating the paste' special?" Brooke laughed at her and shook her head, not being able to think of an answer to that.
"Like 'I love you' special," she corrected with a smirk. She tore her gaze away from Haley's beaming face to see how close they were to her locker, only to see Theresa, Bevin and a few other cheerleaders standing there. Brooke was suddenly wishing that Peyton hadn't ditched them either.
"Tigger," Haley warned, tightening her hold on Brooke's hand so she wouldn't try anything. She could just picture Brooke attacking Theresa in the middle of the hallway and the last thing she needed was for Brooke to get kicked out of school for fighting. "Be calm."
"I'm calm," Brooke told her through clenched teeth. She was obviously anything by calm. Just the sight of Theresa brought all those feelings back from the other night and that was the last thing she wanted to think about. She never wanted to have to think about Haley in the hospital ever again. It was honestly the scary thing she had ever seen. She would never forget how scared she was from the moment Lucas told them she was in the pool house alone with Theresa to when she finally got to see Haley. "I'm just going to rip her fucking head off."
"Please, Brooke, don't do this," Haley begged, bringing them to a halt and turning Brooke around to face her. Brooke didn't tear her gaze away from the cheerleaders at her locker until Haley took her face in her hands and physically turned her head around. "It's not worth getting in trouble for."
"She should be put in jail," Brooke whispered, the pain of that night coming back to her. "What she did to you, that's illegal. She viscously attacked you…"
"I know," Haley told her with a sad smile. "I can still feel the vibrations of the hard wood floor in my head." Brooke closed her eyes at her words, fighting the tears. She wasn't going to cry, she wasn't going to give Theresa that pleasure.
"This isn't funny, baby," Brooke whispered, not being able to take the thought of it all any longer. Haley nodded and stopped smiling, dropping her hands off Brooke's face and bringing their hands together again.
"I know it's hard," Haley started. "I want to beat her up just as much as you do, but I can control it. Do you think you can do that too?" Brooke shook her head and Haley laughed lightly. "Can you try for me?" Brooke nodded. "Okay, just ignore her and don't listen to anything she says."
"I'll try." Haley smiled at her efforts and squeezed her hand one more time before they started walking again. Haley looked everywhere but at the girls in front of them, while Brooke stared them down. Brooke was glad that they weren't in the way of her locker, so she didn't even have to ask them to move. She wanted as little interaction with them as possible, none would be preferable.
"Hi," Theresa greeted them in a low voice. If Brooke didn't know any better, she would think that Theresa was there to apologize. Brooke glanced at Theresa for split second, afraid of what she might do if she looked at her for longer, and had to smile at the bruises on Theresa's face. They weren't as bad as Haley's, but it meant something.
"What do you want, Theresa?" Brooke demanded, not looking at her as she opened her locker and began to take books out. She glanced at Haley to make sure she was okay, and when she saw her looking down at the ground, she figured she was fine, more than a little uncomfortable, but fine. "We don't have time for your hateful comments right now."
"I'm actually here to apologize," Theresa told her in a quiet voice, knowing that the reaction she received wasn't going to be welcoming. Brooke immediately stopped what she was doing, freezing in mid pull and Haley's head snapped up. They weren't expecting that.
"What?" Brooke questioned, dropping her books into her bag and turning towards the girls that she used to consider friends. She looked at Theresa and Bevin, trying to see if they were being serious or not, wanting to make sure that this wasn't just some trick they were playing. "You've got to be kidding me."
"I'm serious," Theresa stated, and Brooke couldn't help but believe her. Of all the years that Brooke knew her, she could count the number of times she was serious on one hand, and now was definitely one of them. "We want to - I want to apologize to you."
"I'm not the one you need to apologize to," Brooke told her, frowning on the inside when she realized that she sounded like a parent or a teacher. Theresa nodded slightly, telling her that she agreed and Brooke pulled Haley to stand beside her, keeping a firm hold on her hand. "I'm not the one you put in the hospital."
"Hospital?" Theresa choked out, not believing that she had actually hurt the girl that much. She really never wanted to hurt her, things just got out of control and she lost it, which she was known to do on occasions. She could see the bruises on Haley's face, they were worse than her's, and she felt sick to her stomach knowing that she cause them.
"You knocked me out pretty well," Haley answered, not too sure what she was supposed to say in this situation. Even if Theresa was there to apologize, she still wasn't comfortable around her at all. "I'm still a little dizzy."
"I am so sorry," Theresa told her, taking a step forward, which caused Haley to flinch, stopping the other girl in her tracks. "Sorry, I didn't mean … I wasn't going to…"
"Just say what you're gonna say and get gone," Brooke warned, running a calming hand over Haley's arm, hoping it will relax her. Theresa looked scared and nodded, biting her lip.
"I never wanted things to go down the way they did," Theresa began, making sure she was looking directly at Haley. "That wasn't my intention at all. I was just going in there to screw with you, which isn't much better, I know that now, but…" Theresa took a deep breath and glanced at Brooke, seeing that she was watching her closely.
"But?"
"Look," she finally got out. "What you said, about my feelings, you were right and I just couldn't accept that. I'm sorry that I attacked you the way I did and I'm sorry about the things that I said before that; inside. That was out of line, and I didn't mean it."
"That's okay," Haley told her, just wanting to get this over with. She was never comfortable in the company of cheerleaders, with the exception of Brooke and Peyton. Theresa shook her head before Brooke had a chance to say anything.
"Not it's not," she disagreed. "Saying the things I said to you, that's never okay. I'm really sorry, and I hope that one day you can forget everything that happened."
"Thanks," Haley whispered, surprised at just how sincere she seemed to be. She was also surprised that she admitted her feelings about Brooke right in front of her. The girls nodded and sent Brooke and Haley tight smiles before following Theresa down the hall.
"Hell has frozen over," Brooke mumbled before giving Haley a quick kiss on the lips. She knew that they shouldn't be doing that in the hallway, but she was just so happy that they wouldn't have to worry about another attack from Theresa. Haley smiled at her as she waited for her to finish so they could get to class.
…WWHT…
"Do you realize that this will be the first time that we eat together?" Brooke asked as they neared the Cafeteria. Both girls were starving and were so happy that it was lunch. Haley frowned at her words, just remembering what the date was.
"Actually," she began carefully, not wanting Brooke to get mad at her. Brooke stopped short and pulled her out of the crowd of students that were going that way as well. Once they were out of the way, Brooke gave Haley a look, telling her to explain herself right this moment. "It's Sister's Day."
"What?"
"Sister's Day," Haley repeated in a louder voice. Brooke gave her a WTF look and Haley sighed. "It's this thing that me and Tay made up a long time ago. It was originally just an excuse to get presents, but then it kinda evolved into a more serious thing…"
"And how does this effect our first lunch together?" Brooke found their little holiday to be quite cute, but she wouldn't admit that.
"Taylor always comes to pick me up and takes me out to lunch," Haley told her in a rush, a slight pout on her face. She felt bad about making Brooke come to school and then completely ditching her, but she looked forward to this day with Taylor every year.
"And I supposed that since it's Sister's Day, girlfriends are not allowed to come?"
"It's never been a problem before," Haley admitted with a smirk, finding it cute that Brooke was so upset about missing lunch with her. "But I'm pretty sure that it would violate some unwritten rule. Sorry."
"Okay," Brooke pouted. "I guess I could last an entire lunch time without you."
"You can chill with Pey," Haley suggested, finding it hard to resist the urge to bite the lip that she was sticking out. "Or your new bestest friend Theresa!"
"Funny," Brooke deadpanned, no trace of humor anywhere in her voice. Haley smirked at her. Brooke looked around quickly to see that there weren't many people around before she leaned over and kissed her girlfriend. "I love you, and you better be back soon."
"I will," Haley promised patting her waist. "Love you too." She gave her one more quick kiss, which earned her a slap on the ass, and she took off down the hall towards the main doors, hoping that Taylor didn't think she forgot about her. She pushed through the teenagers that were desperately trying to get to the cafeteria and finally made her way outside to find Taylor's car parked right in front, her sister sitting in the driver's seat.
"There you are, Haley-bub," Taylor exclaimed when she spotted her sister come through the doors. Haley smiled at the name, remembering her earlier conversation with Brooke and walked over to the car. "I was starting to think that you forgot what today was."
"Are you kidding?" Haley laughed, standing outside the driver's side window. "Forget my favorite sister on Sister's Day? I could never do that." Haley was surprised by just how happy Taylor was to hear that. She just couldn't help but have a little fun with the older girl.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Taylor asked, eyeing her. "Get your ass in the car." Haley tried not to smile.
"Actually," she began, bringing the books that were in her hands to cover her chest. "Um, I wanted to come out here and ask if you wouldn't mind if I skipped this year. I was kinda hoping to hang out with Brooke."
"Oh," was all Taylor could saw. Hiding a smile suddenly wasn't so hard when Haley saw how hurt and disappointed Taylor looked at her joke. The blonde quickly tried to hide it. "Well, yeah, I can understand that, you want to be with your girlfriend. That's cool, it's just a stupid made up holiday anyway…"
"Whoa, Tay," Haley quickly jumped in when she saw her sister was about to put the car in drive. "Hold up, I was just kidding." Taylor stopped her movements and looked at her sister, a guilty smile on her face. "It's not so funny anymore."
"So you're still coming?"
"Of course I am, silly," Haley told her, feeling bad that Taylor actually thought she was serious. Was she really neglected her sister that much? "I'm sorry about that, I just couldn't help…"
"Just get your cute ass in the car, Hay," Taylor laughed, not worried about it anymore. She was just glad that Haley was still coming with her. Haley laughed and nodded, quickly moving around the car and getting in the passenger side.
"You know," she joked once she was inside. "That's no way to talk to your little sister, especially not on Sister's Day." Taylor rolled her eyes and started to pull the car away from the curb, waiting impatiently for all the kids to get the hell out of her way.
"I said it was cute," Taylor defended, sending Haley a smile. "Which it is. I definitely see what Brookie sees in you. If I was into girls, which I am on very special occasions, I would totally get with you."
"That is so wrong on so many levels." Haley made a disgusted face and stuck out her tongue, causing Taylor to laugh at her and shake her head. "Please, for the sake of your baby sister's sanity, don't ever say anything like that again."
"You're no fun," Taylor pouted as she finally made it through all the scattered children and pulled out of the high school parking lot. "Where to m'lady?"
…WWHT…
"Hey, guys," Lucas greeted as he plopped down on the bench beside Peyton and across from Brooke. He wasn't sure if he was welcomed there, they didn't usually eat lunch together, but he figured that he needed to prove to Haley that he was totally cool with her and Brooke being together, even though he wasn't yet.
"Hey, Lukie," Peyton smiled back, taking a bite out of her sandwich. Just two seconds ago she had been sitting all alone, sending lower classmen dirty looks when they tried to sit down. Now, both Brooke and Lucas were sitting with her. Now she had to chew with her mouth closed. Stupid manners. Brooke nodded in his direction.
"What's up?" he asked rhetorically. Even thought they both knew he wasn't waiting for an answer, they both shrugged in response anyway. He clucked his tongue and looked around the table, just realizing that they were missing the third angel. "Hey, where's Hales?"
"Yeah, where is she?" Before Brooke had a chance to answer their questions, Tim and Nathan sauntered up to the table and sat down. Nathan still looked depressed over missing out on his chance with Haley and couldn't believe that he had let Tim drag him over to their table to sit with Brooke. That was last thing he needed.
"What do you want, Dim?" Brooke asked, annoyed by his presence and the drool that was already starting to descend down his chin as he stared at her.
"Hi, Brooke," he smiled at her dumbly, completely entranced by her beauty. She placed her drink down on the table and turned around to give him her full attention.
"Okay, I'm going to end this right now," she stated, placing her chin on her hands and locking eyes with him. The rest of the occupants of the table watched in amusement, knowing that Tim was about to get it. "I don't know what gave you the impression in the first place, but you never had a chance with me before, and now that I'm with Haley, you have absolutely no chance in hell of ever getting with me. I don't know if you're little brain can comprehended the fact that not only do I not find you attractive, I pretty much no longer find your entire gender attractive, so Back. Off."
"You're so hot when you're angry," was Tim's only response. Peyton, Nathan and Lucas laughed at his response and Brooke just rolled her eyes, not knowing why she even bothered in the first place. "By the way, I saw your little girlfriend getting in a car with an unidentified super hot blonde a few minutes ago, so you might want to reconsider your decision about some Tim Time."
"That was her big sister Taylor, you dumb ass," Brooke informed him, not bothering to look at the horny book, deciding instead to look at Peyton to see if she had any kind of reaction. She smiled when she saw Peyton's ears perk up at the mention of Taylor.
"Tay was here?" Peyton question, not quite sure why she was ever asking about it. She just found it weird that she was hanging out at the high school, that's all. And wondering why she didn't stop in to say hello a little bit, too.
"Yeah," Brooke smirked, raising an eyebrow at her. "It's Sister's Day or something. Some stupid thing that they made up a long time ago, and it's tradition that they go out for lunch. I didn't have the energy to argue."
"Cool."
"God, I hated Sister's Day," Lucas groaned, remember all those times that Haley had forced him to buy her a present because they were practically brother and sister. "It was all just some scam for the two of them to get presents."
"That's my kind of holiday," Peyton decided, liking the sound of Haley and Taylor's little creation. "Maybe I should make up my own holiday, too. Do you think I could get a day off school if I did?"
"Not a chance," Nathan spoke up, saying something for the first time since getting there. Everyone laughed at his commented and they continued to eat their lunches, idly chatting about nothing and ignoring Tim at the same time. As much fun as Brooke was having, just hanging out with her friends, all she could think about was how much she missed Haley.
…WWHT…
"So what did the Mrs. have to say about our little date?" Taylor asked as she stuffed her face with her favourite cheeseburger. They had decided against going to a fast food restaurant and going to a fancy one would take too long, so they settled on Karen's, even though they knew it would be busy, and they probably wouldn't be able to talk to the older woman at all. "Bet she was jealous, huh?"
"A little, I guess," Haley answered, twirling her straw around in her drink, her mind drifting every so often when Taylor would stop talking to eat some of her meal. "I think she thought I was bailing on her, but then I explained everything and she seemed cool about it."
"That's good," the blonde nodded, stealing a sip of Haley's Coke because her's was empty already. "I wouldn't want to have to handle any angry, jealous wives. I've had to deal with enough of those in my lifetime, thank you very much."
"She's not my wife," Haley protested for about the hundredth time. She was used to the teasing from her older sister, but she was starting to worry that Taylor would say something in front of Brooke one of these times and completely freak her out. "We haven't even slept together yet."
"Really?" Taylor asked, clearly surprised. By the way they acted together, she assumed that they had slept together a while ago, they just seemed so comfortable around each other, like they knew everything there was to know about the other one. "Are you telling me that she hasn't tried to get with that?"
"Oh, she's tried," Haley laughed lightly, remembering all the times that they had come so close, but one of them always pulled back at the last minute for some reason.
"Is she pressuring you?" Taylor asked immediately, knowing that her sister had intended on staying a virgin until marriage. Before Haley had a chance to get a word in edge wise, Taylor continued on her rant. "I can't believe that she would do something like that. I trusted her with you and she tries to force herself onto my baby sister? I'm gonna kill her…"
"Tay, no, no, that's not what I mean," Haley finally interrupted her, holding up her hands to get her to stop. She thought it was cute that Taylor just jumped into protective sister mode like that so fast; it showed that she cared. "You know that Brooke would never do something like that."
"Sorry," Taylor mumbled, calming herself down a bit. "I just got carried away there, you know? Just thinking about something like that happening to you…"
"You'd be the first one to know," Haley promised her. She didn't want to even think about something like that ever happening to her, but she knew that if it ever did, her big sister would be the first person she'd call. "Promise."
"Good," Taylor nodded, with a smile. "Thanks."
"Don't thank me yet," Haley sighed, deciding just to bite the bullet and get this over with. They were already on the topic, so she figured now was the perfect time. The blonde looked at her unsurely. "I need a favor."
"You know I'm here for you, baby," Taylor told her, leaning forward on the table to get closer to Haley, as if she was going to tell her some kind of secret. "Shoot."
"You know how it was our one month anniversary this weekend?" Taylor nodded, vaguely remembering her mentioning it. "Well, since that weekend kinda got shot to Hell due to some unfortunate events, namely Theresa and Mrs. Davis, I was thinking about doing something special for her this weekend."
"You're such a sweetie," Taylor gushed, hoping that one day she would have someone that was as thoughtful as her little sister. "What's my job?"
"I need you to keep her busy," Haley instructed her, going over her little plan in her head. A smile spread to her lips as she thought about what she was going to do, and it sent a shiver down her spine. "Just take her out for the day or something. I just need you to keep her away from the house so I can set up."
"Set what up?" Taylor asked, having a pretty good idea of where Haley was going with all of this. "What plan are you cooking up in that pretty little head of yours?" Haley looked at her sister, debating whether or not she should tell her the truth. Sighing and deciding that she might as well just say it, she glanced down at the table.
"I was kinda hoping…" she began, finding this harder than she thought it would be. "Ah, that we could, um, you know? For the first time." Taylor made another face, once similar to the one Haley made in the car earlier, back at school.
"Oh, Hay," she groaned, covering her eyes. "Did you really have to tell me that? I mean, you know I love you more than anything and I think you and Brooke are just adorable together, but you'll always be my little Haley-bub and I don't need to think about that kind of thing." Haley giggled.
"Sorry," she told her and Taylor waved it off, telling her that it was okay. "I'll never mention it again. But you'll help, right?"
"Anything for you, Haley-bub," Taylor told her with a smile. "It is Sister's Day after all. How could I not help you out?"
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you," Haley repeated over and over, the smile on her face getting even bigger as the excitement overtook her. "I'm going to love you forever."
"That's all I ask," she joked, sucking up that last of Haley's drink before dropping the empty cup on the table and glancing at her watch. "Look's like Sister's Day Lunch is coming to close for this year. I better get you back to school and to that girlfriend of yours before she comes looking for you."
"Okay." The girls gathered their things, threw their garbage into the trash can, waved goodbye to a smothered Karen and walked out of the Café, the ring on top of the door signaling that they had left the place.
"Oh, Hay," Taylor finally remembered to ask as they were walking back to her car. Haley looked at her, letting her know that she had her attention without saying anything. "When I'm distracting Brookie, can Peyton tag along too? Or does she have some other job."
"Uh, sure," Haley answered unsurely. Taylor smiled brightly at her and slipping into her car. Haley stood there for a moment, trying to talk herself out of believing Brooke's deluded fantasy of Taylor and Peyton getting together.
"Move it, Hay," Taylor brought her out of her dream world. "You're gonna be late." Haley sighed and got into her seat, knowing that she was going to end up telling Brooke about Taylor question, even thought she knew it would just motivate Brooke even more than she already was. Well, as long as she was focusing on Peyton and Taylor, then Haley would actually have a shot at pulling off this surprise.
She couldn't wait until the weekend.
…WWHT…
All done for now. Wow, that was a long one. I hope you guys liked it. Please tell me what you thought. Thanks. Just remember that next chapter is the ending. It'll be sad, but hopfully good.