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: A Question or Two.

I cried myself to sleep when I came home from school. They shouldn't mean anything. They mean nothing to me. Yet, they mean everything. Words are hurtful. They can cut through you like a knife and leave nothing in their place.

I woke up to a sore neck and the smell of pancakes. I looked out the window. The sun was just starting to come up and the sky was the shade of pink. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I loved it when the sun set and rose. Everything seems so peaceful for that one moment. Where nothing could go wrong. Then, you enter the real world and everything seems to go wrong. I took a sniff. Yummy, pancakes. Chocolate chip pancakes to be exact.

I walked into the kitchen and looked at my mom. "You're up early." I said to her.

She turned around to face me. "I have to go to work early, so I figured I'd make breakfast." She paused and than spoke again. "Plus, I thought it would be a good idea if you got at least some of your homework done." She said that with a knowing smirk.

I smiled a bit and sat at the table. Today was only Tuesday. If today was anything like yesterday, I think I just want to die.

"You want to tell me why I came home to my daughter on the couch with tear-stains on her cheeks?" My mom asked me.

I felt embarrassed. I hated crying. I hate feeling so low that the only thing you can do is cry. I hate knowing that the others get the satisfaction of getting beneath your skin, and I hate how I let myself get there. I told my mother that too.

"Sometimes you have to cry Riddle." My mom told me.

"Why? Why do people have to cry?"

"Because when you cry it shows that you're still human."

I looked at my mother and realized for the first time in my life that my mother wasn't as strong as I gave her credit for. I now knew why people think that my mother and I look and act so much alike. It's not only physical appearance or how we both act or talk like; it's because we're both broken.

English class is slowly becoming my worst nightmare. Currently, I'm sitting beside the guy that thinks I'm a brainless slut and doesn't like me. Doesn't that suck? When you really like a guy but you know that he doesn't like you back? It's the worst feeling you could possibly get. "So we might as well get started." I said. "We should start asking each other questions. Slowly ease our way into the project."

"So we what? Ask each other a question or two." Luke asked.

I smiled brightly. "Exactly." If he didn't like me that was fine. He could rip my heart out and step on it if he wanted to, but he sure as Hell wasn't going to see it. "I'll go first." I offered. He nodded. "What is the number one thing you would like to do before you graduate from High School?" I looked at the question again. "Jesus, we still have two more years before we graduate why is he making us ask this question now?"

"He's making us ask this question now so it can prepare us for the future. Some of us actually want to do things other than handle the street." Beth interrupted.

She wants to play dirty, I'll play dirty. That bitch was going to pay for what she said yesterday. "Well at least some of us will know what the pleasure of life actually feels like. God knows the only pleasure of life you've had consisted of chocolate cake. And look where that got you. Does you cheerleading outfit still fit on you or did you have to get it re-fitted?" Okay that was weak, but at this point I really didn't care.

"Is that the best you could come up with Ridley?" She asked smiling.

I wanted to smack that smile off of her face. "Let me tell you something Bethie-Poo, watch what you say, because I can and will destroy you. You are nothing. Do you know what you are? You're a piece of dirt in a pile of mud." That was harsh but I was beyond the point of caring.

I turned around to face Luke. "The one thing that I'd like to do before I graduate would be to show the school that I'm not a brainless slut that you all think I am." He went to say something, but I cut him off. "I mean that is your impression of me isn't it? That I'm trash?" Luke's eye's went wide and he bowed his head down. "Answer me this. Why is it that you hate me? You tell everyone that you hate me and that you're impression of me will never change, but why? What did I ever do to you too make you feel like that?"

"That was more than a question or two." He responded looking me in the eyes.

"Some of the best questions are." I picked up my bag and walked out of class. I didn't care if it wasn't time to go or if it was only the first period in the morning, I had to get out of there.

I walked out of the school and started to walk through the parking lot. I watched as a red BMW came in and parked. I knew who that car belonged to. I made my way to the car. "What are you doing at school so late?" I asked the guy when he walked out.

Danny smiled. "I had a free first period so I decided to sleep in. What are you doing out here, shouldn't you be in there?" He pointed at the school.

"I should but I'm not." I put my hands in my back pockets of my jeans. "Hey Danny, you want to skip today with me?"

He shrugged. "I didn't really feel like going to school anyway."

Okay so what do you guys think? I honestly thought that this was a weak chapter. I really thought that it was weak. Please let me know. Your reviews mean everything to me.

Speaking of reviews onto my reviewers:

OthandScottLuver: I'm happy that you liked the update, hopefully you liked this one. I like Lucas and Brooke together but they're not my favorite ship. My favorite ship believe it or not is Nathan/Brooke. But they're not going to be together in this story. I would like to think that I know where this story is going, but we'll just see. Thanks for the review!

JeytonLover: It was funny wasn't it? I don't really like Peyton that much. Especially when she was hanging out with Anna. I hated her then. I love both Ridley and Danny. Yes, Danny is Nathan and Haley's. Is it really one of your favorite stories? You just made my day!

Cutiek88: It does have many possibilities doesn't it? I hope that in the end it actually turns out good. Thanks for the compliment!

Nikki: Me too. I like Ridley and I hope that people will stop being idiots! Hehehe. I'm glad that you like it so far.

Clemsontigerschic: I've updated, how do you like it?

Riza-4789: Hello again to you too. So glad that you like it! Hopefully this was one was good, if it wasn't feel free to bash! Hehehe.

Thank you so much to everyone. If I forgot anyone I am so so so sorry.

Yours Truly,

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