Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill.

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"Britney! Wake up!" Whitey yelled in at her. The young girl groaned then rolled herself out of bed.

"Okay. Today has to be perfect."

She went over to her suitcase where her clothes still lay and picked out the best outfit. An orange tank top, with tight blue jeans and her gray sweater that everyone had signed. So maybe it wasn't the perfect outfit or barely even close, but she looked good. She brushed out her long black hair and gazed at herself in the mirror.

"Who am I kidding? I'm still the same quiet loser I was before." Reaching into her makeup bag she grabbed what she needed and worked it in. "Well, I don't look like a loser and no one knows me so I can be a totally different person!" Britney skipped down the hallway and slid down the banister.

"Good morning Brit." Whitey greeted her while she scrounged the kitchen for food.

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As she walked to school she took in everything. It was all so different from Detroit. The people seemed a lot nicer than they did there. Or maybe these people were just better at hiding their flaws than they had been.

"Hey Britney." Came a voice from behind her. Nathan approached her.

"Oh hi. What's up?" Britney tried to calm herself down as heart was racing. 'Just be cool Brit, be cool.'

"We're late."

"We are? I must have slept in." Britney tried not to sound worried, at her old school she had never been late. But they didn't know that. "Ah well, I was always late at my old school."

Nathan and Britney flirted as they made their way to the school. They stopped at the doorway. "What class do you have?" Britney asked.

"English." Nathan sighed. "I hate English."

"Same here. Well since it's..." Britney looked down at her watch. "I don't have watch." She said laughing. Nathan rolled up his sleeve.

"8:38. School started about 25 minutes ago." They looked at each other. "You really want to?" Britney nodded and they walked away from the school together.

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At the basketball court, Nathan and Britney sat together on the picnic bench. They laughed and they played a little game of one on one. Nathan had eased up on her but was shocked when she beat him 6 to 4.

"Too bad you're not a guy." Nathan stated. "You'd make a great player."

"Yeah. But if I was a guy I couldn't do this." Britney said as she pushed her new friend onto the picnic table. It felt great. She kissed him and he kissed her back. "Do you have a girl friend?" Britney asked.

"No." Nathan lied. He was so into this girl, he didn't want it to stop. They rolled of the table and lay on the ground. Nathan reached up into her shirt to unbuckle her bra. But he had trouble.

"It's in the front." She whispered. He reached his hands up the front of her body to continue what he had started. Her body was warm against his hands and it was so smooth. He felt her hands slip down his body and unzip his jeans.

"This isn't the right place to do this." Britney whispered pulling away.

"No it's fine." Nathan reassured her as he pulled her closer to his body. Britney unbuttoned his shirt. He felt her hands massage his chest while he undid her belt and slipped off her sweater.

Britney had never done anything like this, but it felt oddly natural. Like all this had been stirring up inside off her. She just let her lips guide her and her hands seemed to know what they were doing. She brought her hands to Nathan's pants, unbuttoned them and slowly slipped them down his legs. He did the same, his hands sliding down her long smooth legs. They rolled over so Nathan lay over her. Slipping down her panties, Nathan did his thing.

Britney's lips locked with his, she brushed her hands through his hair, bringing him closer to her. Nathan's hands slipped up and down her small body before he slid them up her shirt. Britney's lips glided across Nathan's face...

"Nathan! Britney!" Britney looked away scared.

Trying to be casual Nathan said. "Hey... what's up?"

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