Chapter 2

The dangerous Ride and English Class…

Part I

"I still can't believe that mom and dad are letting you drive your car," I told him as I sat in his black Celica.

"Well you know Mom was a great help," he replied as he turned and winked at me.

Suddenly, he stepped on the gas harder and we were soon going over the speed limit.

"You know this is a felony," I told him as I held onto the dashboard.

"What are you talking about?" asked Steven, pretending to be clueless.

"This is considered criminal speeding and we could go to jail for this," I continued to inform him.

"Why do you always ruin my fun?" he questioned me as he took his foot off the accelerator and drove at a decent speed.

"Thank you.  You know I would actually like to get to school in one piece or how about without getting into an accident.  And I don't think you want Mom and Dad on your ass already."

"Thank you sis for that enlightening speech," he responded sarcastically as he entered the parking lot of Tree Hill High.  "I don't need you to remind me of my previous mistakes and how Mom and Dad would handle another error of mine," he annoyingly told me while he looked at me, not seeing someone crossing the parking lot.

"WATCH OUT STEVEN!" I yelled at him as I looked at the approaching person.

"Oh SHIT!" screamed Steven as he stepped on the brakes quickly.

The car finally came to an abrupt stop and both my brother and I got out of the vehicle.

"I'm sorry about that," apologized Steven as he looked at the high school student.

"I swear I saw my life go before my eyes," retorted the figure.

"Peyton?" I asked lastly, noticing the individual.

"Yeah," she replied, still shocked.

"Oh my God Steven! You were about to run over one of my friends!" I began to yell again.

"Haley clam down, there is not a scratch on her," he responded as he walked to me.

"Arg Steven! This is the reason I wanted to drive.  At least I wouldn't try to run someone over and I would actually follow the speed limits!" I shouted at him.

"Who is he?" questioned Peyton curious of my brother as she looked at him up and down, taking interest.

"He just tried to run you over and you want to know who he is?" I cried out to her as I stared at her.

"Excuse Haley's rude manners, my name is Steven," Steven said as he extended his hand, "we are unfortunately related." 

"Thank you Steven for that fabulous piece of information, but I need to get to school because I know I at least want to be on time to my first class," I told them as I got my bag out of the back seat.

"Related?" Peyton asked, still confused.

"Yeah we are unfortunately twins," he informed her

"Haley, how come you never told me you had a twin brother?"

"It must have slipped my mind," I innocently answered.

"I bet…" replied Steven as he looked at me.

"So for the past two years that I've known you….you never had the chance to tell me that you had a twin brother?" asked Peyton.

"I don't know…like I said, it must have slipped my mind," I responded unknowingly again.  "Well nice to see you again Peyton, but I gotta go," I continued as I walked onto school grounds.  "And Steven… go to class today, it's your first day and all," I said, knowing that my brother was already wanting to ditch.

"What? Innocent me? Never…"he retorted as he looked at me.

"Whatever…see you during lunch," I told him as I continued to walk to the cafeteria, so I can grab my new schedule for this year.

Part II

"Oh my God! English first hour?" I cried as I received my schedule.

"Why are you complaining? I got College Algebra first hour," replied Lucas as he joined me.

"Hey there!" I greeted him as I walked over to him and hugged him.

"I just saw you yesterday Hales," he said puzzled.

"Yeah, but it feels like forever," I continued.  He gave me a puzzled glare.  "You would feel the same way if you had to deal with Steven."

"Point taken…so how is he?" he asked, knowing that he had been gone for a long time, but finally came back home recently.

"Good, I guess…he almost ran over Peyton today," I informed him.

"Really?" he asked astonished.  "Guess it didn't take long till he started doing some damage…"

"Seems like…" I replied as I began to walk.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a bubbly cheerleader and girlfriend of Lucas showed up beside us.

"Hey boyfriend," she greeted Lucas as she leaned in and kissed him.  "Hey tutor girl," she welcomed me as she acknowledged me. 

"Hey Brooke," I responded back top her.

I have gotten used to my nickname since sophomore year.  Lucas and Brooke have been together for about a year or so.  They got together for a little bit during sophomore year, but trauma was what ruined the relationship.  However, junior year they decided to give it another try and they've been together ever since.

"So what class do you have first hour?" Brooked asked me.

"Unfortunately, English," I answered annoyed.

"Oh….I never had English first hour…I always had it in the afternoon," she stated bafflingly.

"Yeah well…I get to know how it feels like now," I retorted annoyed.

"Well it's alright you'll get used to it."

"What do you have first hour?" I asked her.

"Fortunately, I have Creative Foods," she responded happily.

"Creative Foods?" I asked surprised.

"Oh…honey you're going to cook?" Lucas asked sweetly.

"Yes and soon I'll be cooking for us.  I'll actually make a romantic dinner one day!" she commented, excited.

"You're going to cook?" I asked again, stunned.  "I still remember the one day that you tried to make pancakes.  You almost burned down my kitchen; thank god I went downstairs to check on you."

"What? Britney Spears' Me Against the Music was playing.  I had to go see the video!"

"With the price of you almost burning down my kitchen?"

I looked over at Lucas and he mouthed 'Help.'  I soon began to laugh.

"What's so funny?" Brooke asked confused.

"Nothing," I responded as I continued to laugh.  "I just saw someone trip, that's all," I added, trying to cover up the real reason why I was amused.

She continued to look at me and then turned to Lucas.  She then glared at him intensely.

"What?" he questioned, trying to pretend that he didn't know of what was going on.

"Well you guys are so darn good to be around, but I need to get to class," I said as I began to leave.

"Oh tutor girl, I love the outfit!" Brooke called out to me.

"Thanks Brooke!" I responded as I walked to my first hour.

Part III

"Why does it feel like I've been in this hell classroom forever?" I mumbled as I looked at the clock.

'Geez, I still have a half an hour left in here,' I told myself.

Hastily the door opened and my classmates, teacher, and I looked at the person who just entered.

"Well, well, well Mr. Scott, decided to enlighten us today with your presence?" Mr. Jackson asked sarcastically.

"You know I had to show up at least for the last few minutes of class," Nathan Scott notified the teacher as he sat down by one of his friends, in the back of the class.

"I see…well make sure that doesn't happen tomorrow because Sweep does begin and if you're late then you won't enter my classroom, but sit around in a classroom with nothing to do while you sit around, quiet."

"Sounds so appealing Mr. Jackson," he responded mockingly.  "Next time I go to McDonald's I'll make sure to bring you an egg McMuffin."

"Oh thank you Nathan," he answered with a smile.  "Well as I was saying…" he began again to lecture.

'Oh my God! Nathan is in my class?  Geez just when I thought this class was bad, he comes along and makes it worse.'

I glanced quickly at him and rolled my eyes.

'How about that? The Devil entered his home, hell,' I thought as I looked again to around the class.

I gazed around the classroom and came to the conclusion that I wouldn't like it. 

'Not one single, decent person that I talked to was in this class except for this one girl, Amber, but come on…she seems excited to be in here.'

"This class is going to be boring," I uttered as I banged my head onto the desk.

Mr. Jackson unexpectedly stopped talking and walked over to me without my knowledge.  I suddenly heard his voice near me.

"Honey are you alright?" he asked with concern as he put his hand on my shoulder.

"Yes…you know I was kind of tired being the first day and all…" I quickly lied after I finished being shocked.

"I know what you mean doll.  This morning I didn't even want to wake up, but I had to if I wanted to get paid," he said.  "Not like they pay us much," he added quietly.

My English 7-8 teacher is…you know it, gay.  He is a sweet guy, but when he walks…

"So as I was saying," the bell interrupted him.   "Oh I'll see you tomorrow," he told the class as he waved to the class goodbye.

I was the first one out, but I ended up bumping into someone.

"Sorry," I said automatically as I looked over at the person I bumped.

"No problem," he retorted as he looked over at me.

"Nathan?" I asked surprised.  "Never mind, I take that apology back," I told him annoyed as I began to walk away.

As I walked away I felt someone looked at me from behind.  I looked behind and noticed someone staring at me

'What a perv, looking at my ass and at my legs,' I tell myself as I continued to walk to my next class.

AN: Hey you guys! LOL…well thanks for the feedback! LOL…as promised I updated the rest of the chapter the following day. 

I'm glad that all you guys like Steven.  It's so funny how Haley and he are such opposites, but…

So u guys, I don't know when I'll have the following chapter up.  Maybe soon or maybe a little longer than sooner… LOL, so keep in tune to find out more!

Spoilers:

Going out to lunch with Steven…

Can you guys already imagine the damage that is going to happen?

So plz review! THANKS YOU GUYS! Love ya!

-Sleepneeded911