Disclaimer: I would love to say that I own Nathan, however I don't. I would love to own Keith, just because I absolutely love him, but I don't. I would love to say that I'm exactly like Brooke minus that entire whole entire slut thing, but I'm not. I utterly wish that they'd boot Haley off the show, but I'm pretty sure they won't.

In a nutshell, what I'm trying to say is; I got nothing.

Please do not sue. I'm not in the mood for a court hearing.

Summary: Everyone knew that Brooke Davis was the town slut; it was only fate that her daughter be the exact same way.

Tangled Emotions Of A Teenage Ridley Davis.

Chapter 2: Have A Nice Day.

Lucas Scott Jr. Son of Lucas Scott Sr. and Peyton Sawyer. I don't think that there's a hotter boy in Tree Hill High compared to Lucas. Well his cousin Danny comes a very close second. Just to make things awfully clear Lucas Jr. goes by Luke while his father goes by the full name. I'll never understand why parents name their kids after themselves, seems awfully selfish of them don't you think? My mom said it was because Luke's parents are selfish people who deserve to burn in eternal Hell.

I think that's just her personal opinion.

Anyways, Luke has two cousins. Danny and Beth Scott. Nathan and Haley Scott's two children. Personally, I hate Beth. Just because she hates me. I mean honestly, just because I had a one night stand with her brother should not make her hate me. Her brother was fine with the fact that it was only a one night stand. I don't see why she can't be fine. Then again she's one of those girls who would like to wait until their married to have sex. God, that's so over-used. Beth Scott is exactly like her mother. Supposedly an innocent saint. Her mother was so close to divorcing their father because she wanted to pursue a music career with a Ryan Cabrera wannabe. God, how pathetic can the people of this town get?

I'm willing to stake my life that they can become overly pathetic, just you watch.

Mondays for me are the Devils Day. I hate Mondays. And it's not like this Monday is a good Monday, no it's horrible. I knew I never should have gone to that party the night before. But who am I to refuse a party invitation?

The good thing is that it's my day to take the car. My mom and I have revolving days to take the car. It makes things easier. Well at least from us.

Apparently my alarm clock wouldn't work this morning, and my mom left early so I woke up late. Which is great. Really, it's bloody fantastic. I hope you sensed the sarcasm. While hurrying down the stairs I slipped. I slipped and bruised my hand. My writing hand for that. My ass also hurt from where I fell. Then, while I'm drinking my orange juice, it falls, splatters onto the floor, and breaks into a million little pieces.

What a fantastic start to my day.

When I'm finally done cleaning the mess in my kitchen I grab the keys off the counter and race to my car. Getting in I see a folded piece of paper on the passenger seat. I unfold the paper and start to read.

Riddle,

I hope that you get to school on time, but hey, who am I to tell you to get to school on time. I was never on time. I just wanted to leave you a little something because I wasn't able to see you this morning. I'll be running a little bit late tonight because I have some paperwork to do for the restaurant, but if you want make something. You know I love it when you cook!

Love you always and forever.

Your Mother.

Also known as The Brooke Davis.

P.S. Have a nice day!

"Oh yes mother, you should just see how nice of a day I'm having now." I muttered to myself.

I put the keys in the ignition and screamed out in frustration. The gas tank was full enough just to reach the Gas Station around the corner. School was at least a ten minute drive from my house.

Just when I thought that this day couldn't get any worse, it did. It got much worse.

"Ms. Davis I'm so glad that you decided to grace us with your presence." My English teacher, Mr. Whitaker said as I slipped through the door.

I smirked at him. "You know me Mr. Whitaker; I just have to make an appearance."

He frowned at me, "Take your seat Ridley." I took my seat and got glared at by Beth. I glared back. "As you all know, Christmas vacation is coming up soon." The class immediately started talking. Jesus Christ, (Sorry Jesus) I almost forgot my birthday. "Settle down." It took a few minutes but the class finally settled down. "I'm giving you an assignment." Groans flew up from the students mouths. "This assignment is to be in pairs and I'll be assigning the pairs." More groans. "You and your partner are going to make a video. In that video you will include, you dreams, your goals, your plans, the things you like and dislike. It can include anything you want it to include; it just has to be appropriate."

"Mr. Whitaker?" A voice asked from the back. I turned around, it was Hawk Barrette. He was the quarter-back on our football team. I had sex with him earlier on in the year. "When you say dreams do you mean fantasies that consist of a certain Ridley Davis? Because I'm sure that I could give a full detail on every guys's fanta…"

"That's enough Mr. Barrette." Whitaker snapped.

I groaned silently and put my head in my hands. Catcalls grew from some of the males in the class. I kept my head down. I really wasn't up for this.

"I will assign you your partner now." Whitaker began. "Hawk and Amelia." A groan came from Hawk's mouth. I shook my head. Amelia was a nice girl. She was quiet and didn't say much, but I liked her because she didn't say bad things about me. "Derrick and Cathleen. Marcos and Margie. Jeff and Carmen. Luke and Ridley." My head snapped up. Did he just say what I think he said? I took a peek at Beth just to see what her facial expression was like. Her face was pulled together, like she swallowed something sour.

Oh yeah, he said exactly what I thought he said.

I looked at Luke. He didn't look exactly happy. In fact by the way he was looking I would think he would've rather a pit-bull as a partner instead of me.

A part of me died just a little bit.

The rest of the day went on without any incidents. Thank God. I was getting ready to go home when I turned the corner of the hall and saw Luke with Danny, Beth and Hawk. I hid behind the corner again. I really wanted to know what they were saying.

"Dude, you're so lucky that you get to work with Ridley. I would absolutely love to make a video with her." Hawk paused and spoke again. "If you know what I mean."

I pushed the bile down my throat. What did I ever see in that guy again? He had to re-do English because he failed it and couldn't graduate without it, but seriously what did I see in him? Oh that's right, his muscles and green eyes. I'm a sucker for colored eyes.

"Hawk, don't be like that. That's gross." Danny said.

Good-boy Danny.

"Who would want to even touch her? She's like freaking trash. I swear to God she probably has a sexually transmitted infection or something. Just looking at her makes me want to barf."

Yeah well being one inch near you makes me want to throttle your neck, but somehow I contain myself. Bitch.

"Beth!" Danny exclaimed. "Shut-up! I don't see why you have such a problem with her. She's a nice girl when you get to know her."

"Oh I know she's nice." Hawk said.

"She slept with you for one night and than left. She's a whore." Beth said.

"It was a mutual agreement Beth." Danny told her.

"Just shut-up both of you." Luke interrupted. "You're not the one who has to work with her. Hawk I don't care if she's good in bed, she doesn't interest me. Danny I don't care if she's supposedly a nice girl, that's not going to change my mind. Beth if Danny says it was a mutual agreement then get over it. Ridley Davis has been and always will be a whore. That much people know."

Wow. That was harsh.

"You guys are stupid, stereo-typical idiots." Danny stated. He walked out of the school and the three people followed him.

I snuck out of my little hiding place. I walked to my car got in and drove home.

I waited until I was safe in the confines of my house, on my comfortable sofa, watching a black and white movie on mute, and it was then that I cried.

People don't know jack-shit.

All in all, it wasn't that nice of a day. Wouldn't you agree?

Yay, chapter two is done. I hope that it was good. If it was corny just tell me. I don't know if I should make it a Luke/Ridley or a Danny/Ridley. Give me a poll okay? I'll see how many I get and than I'll try and make it up. I won't promise you it will turn out the way you guys may want it to.

I don't know I'll see.

Onto my reviewers;

Riza-4789: I like the pairing Jake and Peyton but it just didn't fit in this story. I don't think that Jake will be in this story. I know! Sad. I love Brooke too! She's my favorite character! I'm glad that you like it.

Candigirl: Hopefully it's still interesting. I bet that Lucas Jr. wasn't what you thought he would be like, was he?

LuvtheOC09, Brucas4ever, and Lauren: Thank you so much for reviewing and I hope that you like it so far.

SuperJew277: I really hope that it turns out good. I really do hope. Yes, I did actually. That's why I said I don't own anything; because Ridley wasn't my idea it's just something to link the two together. Does that make any sense? Hopefully you liked this chapter.

OTHandScottluver, Chadslover, IluvDanBen33, and Jeytonlover: Thank you all so much! I really hope that you all like it so far. Hopefully you all still like the story.

Thank you all so much. If I missed or forgot anyone I am so sorry! Please forgive me.

Thank you all again.

Your truly,

Books.

P.S. Danny is a year ahead of Luke and Beth and Ridley.