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Brooke pulled the car into Haley's driveway and turned it off. She noticed just then that every time she drives past the James house there is never a car in the driveway. She frowned at the thought and made a mental note to asked Haley about it later. She pushed the thought to the back of her mind and followed Haley into the house. As they entered, Brooke looked around. It was a nice house, bigger than most in Tree Hill, but still smaller than her's or Nathan's. She had had only ever been in Haley's house once before, back when she was dating Lucas, before he cheated on her with her best friend. A sour look crossed her face at the thought of their old love triangle. She shook her head and realized that they were now in Haley's room.

"How much should I bring?" Haley asked as she pulled out her suitcase from underneath her bed. Without waiting for an answer, she moved over to her closet to start gathering her clothes. Brooke stood in the doorway, watching her in daze. She blinked a couple times, realizing Haley had asked her a question.

"Oh, sorry," she mumbled, moving into the room and sitting down on the bed. "I brought at least ten different outfits, but that's just me. You know I can't live without my clothes." Haley nodded and out her six favorite tops in the suitcase before going to get pants.

"That suitcase covers clothes,' she announced, shoving the last pair of jeans into it and setting it on the floor. She went back to closet and got another one. "What else will I need?"

"I brought makeup and stuff like that," Brooke said, standing up to help her pack. "Random things that are important to me. Pictures, letter, CDs." Haley nodded again and started gathering makeup and filling up the second suitcase, She grabbed some pictures that were on her night stand, ripped some of the ones of her family off the wall and added them in.

"Should I bring my laptop?" she asked Brooke, noticing the compact computer sitting on her desk. "We probably won't be able to use it for all, what with the paying of bills and all, but..." Brooke nodded.

"Yeah, we could use it to find an apartment or whatever," the cheerleader suggested. Haley closed the lid and placed it carefully in her first suitcase, that way it wouldn't get damaged. She looked around her room for anything else she might want to take with her. Other than the guitar sitting in the corner by the door, she had everything she needed. "Ready?"

"Just give me a minute," Haley sighed. She looked around the room one last time. She couldn't believe she was actually leaving. She had lived there all her life and she had some many good memories there. Brooke saw the sad look on her face and laid a supportive hand on her back.

"Are you sure about this?" Brooke asked, not wanting her to feel like she had to come. Just because Brooke was okay with leaving didn't mean that Haley would be. "You don't have to come with me if you aren't ready. I just thought..."

"No, no, I'm ready. I need this," Haley assured her. "I just wanted to make sure I had everything." Brooke nodded even thought she knew that Haley wasn't a hundred percent about it, despite what she may say. Haley spotted a hoody lying over the chair at her desk. She stared at it for a moment. Brooke followed her gaze and smiled. "Take it." Haley snapped out her trace and glanced at Brooke, shaking her head.

"No, I'm supposed to be leaving him..."

"Take it," Brooke repeated. "I'm taking one of Luke's with me. It's only fair." She gave her a supportive smile and Haley gave in. She grabbed the hoody and shoved it in her open suitcase. "Now are you ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready." Brooke grabbed one of the suitcases while Haley took the other one and her guitar. They walked down the stairs and out of the house, locking the door on the way out. They put the luggage in the back with Brooke's and the guitar in the trunk.

"Let the road trip begin," Brooke cheered as the girls got in the car. Haley laughed at the excited girl. Brooke started the car and pulled out of the driveway. After a few minutes of silence, Haley just had to ask the question that had been bugging her ever since the Rivercourt.

"Hey, Tigger?" Brooke gave her a quick glance indicating that she was listening. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"Why are you doing this for me?" Haley asked. "I mean I always thought you hated me. It just doesn't make sense."

"I never hated you, Tutor Girl," Brooke began. "I was a little jealous of you at first, you just seemed to have everything, but I never hated you. What made you think that?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe when you humiliated me in front of the whole basketball and cheerleading team," Haley answered, pretending to be mad. Truth be told, she had gotten over that a long time ago. "Or maybe the fact that you can never seem to call me by my name. Seriously, is it that hard to remember?"

"No, it's not, Haley," she said, stressing the girl's name to get her point across. Haley frowned and looked out the window at all the familiar scenery of Tree Hill. She sighed.

"Then why do you always call me Tutor Girl?" It was Brooke's turn to sigh. She couldn't tell if Haley was serious or not. She risked a glance at her partner and frowned whens he saw Haley looking out the window.

"I don't know," she shrugged. "When I call you that I don't mean it to offend you or anything. I just like having a special name for you. Something that only we share. Makes me feel like we're actually friends, you know?" Haley smiled slightly at the answer. "If you want me to stop, I will."

"No, it's cool," Haley assured her. "As long as you don't mind me calling you Tigger." Brooke laughed. She secretly liked the fact that Haley has a nickname for her. It made her feel...accepted somehow. And she loved the name Tigger. It was much more creative than Tutor Girl.

"It's a deal," Brooke agreed. Haley smiled and went back to scenery watching. She just happened to look out the window when they drove past the Café.

"Hey, stop here for a minute," she ordered, Brooke slammed on the brakes, stopping the car. "Wait here, I'll be right back." Haley started to get out.

"What are you..." Brooke began, but stopped when the passenger door slammed shut. She watched Haley run towards the Café and sighed. She leaned back and tried to figure out what exactly they were going to do when they got to wherever the hell it was they were going. Haley opened the door to the Café, glad that Karen was the only one there. Karen stood behind the counter, counting the money. She didn't bother to look up when the door opened.

"Sorry, we're closed," she said. After Haley didn't respond Karen glanced up to see who it was. "Oh, hi, sweetie. What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to say goodbye," Haley stated, still standing in the middle of the room. Karen looked at her in confusion as she stepped out from behind the counter. She took off her apron and draped it over a stool.

"Goodbye?" she repeated. "Baby, what are you talking about? Where are you going?"

"I'm leaving," she explained bluntly. She saw that Karen was about to ask her something. "For good. I'm leaving Tree Hill tonight."

"You can't," Karen argued, stepping closer to the girl that she always considered to be her daughter. "You can't leave."

"I have to."

"No you don't," Karen replied. "What...what about Nathan and Lucas? They need you very much." She was desperately trying to think of a way to make her stay. "And your parents?"

"They're never her, you know that," Haley countered. Whenever Haley's parents went away, which was all the time, Karen would insist that Haley stay at their house. "And believe me when I tell you that Nathan doesn't need me. And Luke...he hasn't need me for a while. He'll survive, he's a big boy."

"And me?" Karen questioned. "What am I supposed to do? Do you expect me to just stand here and watch as my child leaves me?" Karen was crying at this point. Haley closer her eyes, trying not to let the pain in Karen's voice affect her. She had to stay strong.

"Yes," she finally choked out, the tears starting to fall. "I love you, Karen. You're more of a mother to me than my mom could ever be, but I have to go. I need this."

"But Haley..."

"Please, Karen," she begged, not being able to stand seeing the woman in front of her crying. "I've already made up my mind. I just wanted to say goodbye to me mom before I left." Karen stepped forward and brought Haley into her arms. "Goodbye, mom. I love you."

"I love you, too, baby," Karen cried. After a moment Haley pulled out of the embrace, wiping her face, Karen looked into her eyes and realized that nothing she said was going to change her mind. She walked back over to the counter, reached around the cash register and pulled out three hundred bucks. Haley shook her head when she realized what Karen was doing. "Here, take this."

"No, Karen," Haley refused. "I can't take that."

"Please, Haley," Karen begged. "It would make me feel better." Haley, never being able to refuse her, slowly nodded her head. Karen handed her the money and she put in into her pocket. They hugged again. "Thank you." Karen leaned in and kissed Haley on the forehead. "Goodbye, Haley." They disengaged. Not knowing what else to say, Haley turned and walked out the door. She ran over to the waiting car across the street and jumped in. Brooke opened her eyes and looked over at Haley, noticing the tears in her eyes.

"We still going?" she asked, sensing that Haley might have changed her mind for some reason. Haley stared at the Café for a moment before taking a deep breath and turning to Brooke.

"Yeah," she decided. "Let's go." Without any further questions, Brooke started the car and they drove off into the night.

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