Nathan walked along that familiar hallway, the one he had once run through everyday for basketball practice. The particular odour of new basketballs and sweating guys surrounded him. It felt great, unlike he thought it would. The urge to do some sport ran through his muscled body, he needed to see the coach. It was a new one ever since Whitey decided to quit his job after Nathan's episode with amphetamines. That's when Nathan had decided to give up on that sport he loved but that was destroying his life. All this because of the oh so great Dan Scott, his father, someone he disliked badly. Taking a deep breath, he pushed the coach's office door. He had seen the guy quite a few times on the rare days he had gone to school and he looked qualified for the job. Probably over 6 foots tall and well-built, the late 40s man was imposing. For the moment, Coach Evans had his back turned on him, shuffling through some papers. Nathan cleared his voice, trying to attract his attention. The man turned around with a questioning look upon his face. He had never seen that young man before except maybe on team pictures but he surely knew who he was.
-Um, hi Coach, Nathan shyly said.
-Hi kid. What can I do for you? he asked.
-Well.. My name's Nathan Scoot, I used to play on the team before.
-I'm aware of that., he slowly replied.
-I would like to join the team again if that's possible., Nathan finally said after hesitation.
-I think it could be possible if you're really motivated and promise you won't give up after a few weeks. I've seen from your stats that you were an exceptional player Nathan. I'll give you your chance, Coach Evans told Nathan with a grin.
-Thanks so much Coach, Nathan replied, shaking the coach's hand.

Sitting back in his uncomfortable wood chair at the back of the classroom, Nathan Scott vaguely listened to the teacher's speech. A few desks further, Brooke Davis' face kept growing concerned as she muttered "Oh my god" for the 50th time. She was reading a gossips magazine. Probably Britney Spears getting divorced, Nathan thought, rolling his eyes. But when Peyton Sawyer seemed also interested by the magazine, the guy wondered what was written there to make them react that way.
-Brooke, what is it?
Surprised, Brooke turned around to face Nathan. Placing an innocent smile upon her lips, she replied quickly.
-Nothing.
He didn't believe a word of it.
-Seriously what is it?
This time it was Peyton who answered "Nothing." What are they hiding?, he wondered. Deciding to check for himself, Nathan got up from his seat, ignoring the teacher and grabbed the magazine before Brooke could do anything to stop him. The cover was quite usual; a singer had been arrested drunk, some random actress was getting married… Nathan flipped quickly through the pages and then stopped sharp when he saw familiar pictures. It was Haley, walking on the street. Another one with Chris on scene and a last one, showing Haley's stomach that seemed slightly bigger than usual. Nathan's eyes moved to the top of the page and he gulped loudly at the sight of the title. Young promising singer Haley James pregnant! Underneath was an article talking about her and Chris expecting their first child for the summer. Tears came up to Nathan's eyes but he kept them in, proudly. His hand curved into a fist and he smashed it down on the desk. Brooke and Peyton tired to calm him down but it was too late. Nathan's anger and pain were too strong. He left the class under surprised looks and a questioning gaze from Lucas when the door slammed.

Lucas's head turned when he hurt a loud noise at the back of the history class. He saw Nathan's look. He was mad, real mad. If only he knew why. His brother hadn't gone to school for days and now that he was back, what could be wrong again? When Nathan rushed outside, Lucas resisted to the urge of running after him to know what had happened. Instead, he gave Brooke and Peyton a questioning look. Both of them made a sorry face as Brooke showed him the page from the south part of the class. Lucas squinted slightly to read and his jaw fell open when he read the title. Haley was pregnant he knew, but from Chris! That's not what she had told him. But who to believe? Haley who didn't want to come back for an unknown reason or that gossip magazine? Of course he would have believed Haley but she was acting so strange. At the same time Lucas felt a little guilty for leaving Haley like this in New York City. Turning around again, he thought of going back to make sure she was okay.

Watching Haley practising the Wreckers' new song, Chris smirked when his eyes fell upon her hardly noticeable bumped stomach. This morning he had bought Celebrity Magazine and had been very pleased. The pictures were very well chosen and the text so well written. It was only a matter of time until that jerk of Nathan Scott would learn the news. He maybe already knew as we were speaking. And it made Chris very proud of himself. He would have his vengeance, finally he would take what he deserved; Haley and her love.
-Very Haley! Keep up!
-Huh? Oh thanks Chris, Haley distractedly answered to him.
She looked so much disturbed ever since Lucas had came in town. But he would be there to comfort her, that's for sure. Chris only needed for time to make its effect.

Nathan slammed the apartment's door open and left it this way. Tears were blinding him and he felt as if his heart was ripping into thousands of part. He let himself go on his bed and cried firstly silently then sobbing. After a moment he screamed his anger to that woman he had married. Woman who was pregnant from someone else. He didn't want to see her anymore. He wished she would just disappear forever. She had hurt too much, too long and too often. He didn't want to hear about her anymore, for a second he pretended she did not existed but everything in there reminded him of her. Resting his face in his hand, Nathan cried a little more, thinking about his failed marriage.