NOTE FROM AUTHOR/
Now what we have all been waiting for (except some of you Naley fans….Sorry but thanks for reading this anyways) Drumroll please! FINALLY SOME NEYTON!
(By the way I do not Own the song FUNNY LITTLE FEELING by Rock-N-Roll Soldiers and it doesn't have to do with anything but can't you just picture this being played in the backround while everything is going on? If you haven't heard this song SHAME ON YOU! Go to the One Tree Hill soundtrack site and listen to it, or just buy the soundtrack….Good song. And if anyone can tell me what time period it was played in the show, like what episode and what was going on, I'll……give you a cookie!)
cabot007: thank you, the worst part is I haven't thought much further then where I am at. So an update may take awhile.
Brucas4ever: okay I have a funny story to tell you. I was reading your review late last night, when I was like half asleep. And you mentioned Reagan and I had a little forgetful moment. I thought Reagan was like 2 names combined and I was like….wait who is Megan and why is she with Regis? Then my sister walked in and I asked her and she laughed at me. Speaking of my sister I'm going to go force her to review. But thanks again!
Nathan'sRaven: Nope! I love cocky, arrogant, Chris in all his glory! Not to mention, if ya want Haley in the story she has to be with someone….
Chapter 19
Flashbacks
Fliers were deposited around the halls, and on random lockers. Each flier was different then the next, yet each flashing a face of a classmate trying to sponsor themselves. Peyton looked up after slamming her locker shut and disposing of the flier that some idiot had placed on it. Coming down the hall was Nathan Scott leading his usual entourage of losers. While girls nearby leaned on the nearest lockers for support Peyton let a scoff pass her lips.
I'm not doing fine
I'm desecrating lives
I boned a phone booth of a lady shaky heinous crimes
Nailing hands down to floorboards
Angry side gone overboard
I'm bored
Still bored
I'm so bored
Brooke caught up to an obviously angry Peyton. Within three seconds Brooke knew the cause, Nathan.
"How's it going Moody woman?" Brooke ventured to tease. But after getting a glare as a response she cut to the chase. "Okay what did Nathan do this time?"
They rounded a corner and Peyton practically exploded. "It's more the fact he exists! The basketball team is losing yet they still walk around as if they are Gods and people treat them as such. They have the biggest egos! I want to crush them, each and every one of them. Except for Nathan, instead I'd like to torture the leader of the crew until he admits he is just a piece of worthless s-"
Until then Brooke had stood still biting her lip and nodding, as if listening. But once Nathan rounded the corner they had rounded a couple minutes back she thought she might as well inform her best friend of his whereabouts.
"Well here comes the Devil himself."
I've got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah
"Nathan look who it is." Tim nudged him and pointed to two girls that were well known around the school.
"Yea, Brooke the slut and Peyton the freak. So?"
"Well Peyton is the Captain of the cheer squad."
A pretty girl came from no where and hung herself on Nathan's arm. "Your point?"
"Well she's got all the cheerleaders to promise not to vote for you as class president. And if the cheerleaders don't...Who knows who else might sway?"
Nathan watched Peyton shake her head vigorously as if trying to make a point. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "How did that loser end up on the squad anyways?"
"Well she does have a nice set of- I MEAN" He restarted seeing the look Nathan was throwing his way. "She's Brooke's best friend."
"And why in the world does she dislike me?"
"Because…..you insulted mouth? Or maybe because you slept with half the squad then didn't even ask for their numbers." Someone suggested.
"I just don't think she likes you." Tim offered weakly
Nathan' chest puffed out and he watched as she noticed him. "Well that's about to change isn't it?" And he started to strut over.
Oh I'm the slow move guy
No time for swatting flies
Appeasing bees knees easing g string seasing wheezing funny little feeling
Lick it dry
Wonders just who am I?
Prison warden, teenage boy, transvestite with high heels on
Hey where has my life gone?
Ain't done anything I want
According to my list
I've still got so many musicians to kill
Will kill until I fill my landfill full of bodies standing still
Brooke gave Peyton a half smile before prancing away. At the exact moment she left Nathan took her spot. He put one hand above Peyton's head, unto the lockers and looked down at her. Peyton, feeling suddenly cornered, just glared at him.
"What do you want pretty boy?"
Nathan clutched his chest, as if wounded and winced. "Ouch, I just wanted to ask why in the world," He gave her a sweet smile and pushed a curl out of her face. "You seem to dislike me so much. Feelings like that aren't good for your health.
"Actually I don't dislike you," She said sweetly, and waited for a reaction. He blinked then his lips formed a smug smile. "I hate you." She continued in the same sweet voice. "And I don't have to have a reason, you are you. Conceited, arrogant, you with his head stuck up his as-"
Nathan interrupted her, now angry. "What is your problem girl? I haven't done anything to you! You don't even know me! I don't care if you don't like me, but keep your opinion to yourself! If you have something to say, say it to my face."
"Aww is poor little Nathan hurt by my mean rally…"
"No, just I am trying to run a campaign and you aren't helping much. Besides, even without your little…..rally, I will still win."
Peyton laughed and looked him fiercely in the eyes. "Not if I have anything to say about it."
I've got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in 'till the feelings gone, yeah
I've got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in 'till the feelings gone, yeah
"Well then," Nathan countered, feeling very frustrated. "Let's make a little bet shall we?"
Peyton nodded with a small smile. "Yes, but I have a feeling just losing would be ego busting enough for you."
"I'm NOT going to lose." Nathan said, deadpan.
"Keep telling yourself that, so what are the stakes?" Peyton asked with her lips in a slow smile.
I've got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in 'till the feelings gone, yah
"If I win, which I will, "Nathan stated, while Peyton scoffed. "Then you have to go on a date with me."
"Deal, and if you don't win you have to come to a football game naked."
Nathan laughed. "Deal, I've got nothing to hide. Oh and you can't tell anyone about our bet. Because it would take the fun out of it when everyone finds out you are going on a date with me when you so obviously detest me. Later."
Nathan walked away to join his gang while Peyton shook her head and walked to class.
I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little feeling
I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little
I've got a funny little feeling
Feeling
Feeling
That's when everything started.