Author's Note: Hello again. Once again, thanks for the reviews, I'm glad to
hear that you all like my story. I hope to be able to update this story
daily or at least every other day, we'll have to see. It'll depend on the
reviews I get. Well, I know how I wasn't the last scene to be, but I still
have no idea what's going to happen in this chapter as I write this. Well,
I guess it's time to figure it out, here we go...
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Haley was going out of her mind as she stared out the window of Brooke's car, watching the things speed by outside. Tree, big tree, smaller tree, sign, pole. Tree, big tree, smaller tree, sign...you get the point? She was bored. This big road trip was starting out to be bogus. She found this weird, considering the last time they had been in the same car together, they had had a blast. Well she did anyway; Brooke was pretty out of it. Haley had to smile at the thought of Brooke when she was drugged, she was hilarious. Haley, believe it or not was able to tear herself away from the eye-catching scenery of Charleston to look at Brooke. She studied her for a moment before a thought popped into her mind. Why was Brooke leaving? Haley realized that she had never asked her about it, just kind of accepted the invitation and went along with her. Brooke had been planning on leaving before she came to the Rivercourt, so it wasn't just a favor to her. Haley knew why she was leaving Tree Hill, knew what she was leaving, but what was Brooke running from? Deciding she didn't want to create any tension when they were trapped in such a small area, she made a mental note to ask Brooke about it when they got there. Wherever the hell there was.
"Whatcha' thinking about, Tutor Girl?" Brooke asked without taking her eyes off the road. The sudden question brought Haley out of her thoughts. She shook her head to clear it and Brooke had to laugh at the confused look on the girl's face.
"What?" Haley questioned. Her cheeks turned a light shade of red as she realized she got caught. Seeing the girl blush just caused Brooke to laugh even more.
"I just asked what you were thinking about?" Brooke repeated, throwing a quick glance Haley's way. "Steam was coming out of your eyes." Haley smiled at her mistake.
"Ears," she corrected. Brooke rolled her eyes; she was always saying phases wrong. She never let it get her down though, she just thought of it as putting her own little Brooke Davis stamp on it.
"Elephant, monkey, whatever," she sighed, with a smirk. Haley raised her eyebrows, now completely lost at what the cheerleader was saying.
"Your brain isn't even connected to your mouth, is it?"
"You know, you're not the first person to ask me that." Both girls laughed and decided to end the wittless banter. "You still haven't answered my first question," Brooke pointed out. Haley tried to think back to what she asked.
"Which was what again?" Brooke let out a dramatic sigh.
"What where you thinking about before? You looked like you were trying to find the square root of..." Brooke tried to think of a big number. "576 or something."
"24," Haley stated quickly with a cocky smirk. Brooke fake leered at her.
"Stop doing that, Avoid-y Girl," Brooke complained. "What were you thinking about?" Haley tried to think of something quick. She really didn't want to have this conversation in a moving vehicle, especially with Brooke driving. Brooke could tell that Haley was trying to think of a lie to tell her. "Nathan?"
"Uh....yeah," Haley stuttered. "Yeah, I was thinking about Nathan." Haley caught Brooke giving her a look that said 'let's talk'. Deciding she didn't feel think talking about him either, she quickly continued. "But I'm not anymore. Nope, no Nathan on Haley's mind anymore. I'm Scott free. Haha, get it? Scott... free..." Brooke was staring at her. Haley bowed her head. "Stopping now."
"Okay, if you say so," Brooke replied, amused at the other girl's nervous babbling. Haley, who was even more embarrassed than when they started the conversation, decided to play it safe and look back out the window again. Tree, big tree, smaller tree, sign, pole. Haley sighed. "How long until we get there?" Brooke shrugged. "Where is there?"
"I don't know yet," she answered. Haley looked back out the window. Tree, big tree, smaller tree, gas station...
"Hey, why don't we stop at that gas station?" Haley suggested. "We can ask them if they know of any half decent motels around here."
"Good idea." Brooked flicked on her turning signal even though they hadn't seen a car for the past hour. She turned and pulled into the gas station. "We need gas anyway." They pulled up to a spot and turned off the car. Neither moved to get out.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Haley questioned when she saw that Brooke wasn't getting out of the car. "I thought we needed gas?"
"We do," Brooked confirmed, looking over at the girl beside her. Haley gave her a questioning look. "I'm scared." Haley rolled her eyes and opened her door to get the gas. Brooked smiled innocently at her and stayed in the car. While Haley was filling the tank, Brooke pulled out her cell to check her messages. She had one new text message from Peyton asking her where she was. Brooke stared blankly at the screen, thinking about her best friend. Was she doing the right thing? Leaving? Before she could et to cuaght up she was startled out of her thoughts by a knock at her window. She calmed down when she realized it was only Haley. She rolled down the window. "What?"
"I'm done," she informed her. Brooke continued to stare at her. "I'm not paying. Get your ass out here and go pay." Haley noticed the strange look on her friend's face and glanced at the phone in her hand. "Whatcha doing?" Brooke quickly closed the phone and put it in her purse.
"Nothing," she lied, grabbing the keys and getting out. She closed the door. "How much did you get?" Haley gave her a confused look. "Gas. How much was the gas?"
"Oh, I just got twenty bucks." Haley noticed that Brooke left her purse in the car. "Aren't you going to pay?"
"No, we need to save as much money as we can so we can get a motel room." Brooke looked into the pay booth and smiled when she say it was a young guy. She gave Haley a confidant smile and began walking over to the booth.
"What are you doing?"
"Saving money," she giggled. Haley watched as Brooke sauntered up to the booth and began to flirt with the guy. She shook her head and got into the car to wait. She didn't want to have anything to do with corrupting America's youth. Two minutes later, a very proud Brooke got into the car. She started the car and glanced at Haley. "And you were gonna pay," she huffed. Haley rolled her eyes and they continued on their journey.
"So, did he know any places near by?" Haley asked. Brooked nodded and handed her a piece of paper with an address on it. The writing was all shaky. Haley smirk at it, knowing the guy must have been really nervous in front of Brooke. "How close is this?"
"He said it was just up this road," Brooke replied, reading all the street signs, looking for the one that said Bailey. She spotted it. "Oh, here it is." As soon as they turned the corner they could see the big lit up sign that said 'Motel'. They pulled into the driveway and got out, locking the doors so no one could steal their stuff. They decided to leave it in the car, not wanting to bother since it was just one night. Brooke's face lit up when she saw the young guy at the counter. She went to move forward, but Haley grabbed her shirt and pulled her back.
"We're paying for the room," she warned her. Brooke pouted.
"Ah, come on, Tutor Girl. Let me have my fun," Brooke begged, giving Haley the puppy dog eyes. Haley continued to give her a stern look. Finally, seeing that she wasn't going to get what she wanted, Brooke sighed and nodded her head. "Fine, we'll pay." Haley smirked and let her go. Brooke gave her a dirty look and went to get them a room.
"Hi, welcome to the..."
"One room, two beds, queen sized if available," she ordered, suddenly not in the mood to chat anymore. What fun was it if she couldn't flirt? She watched the guys type something into the computer and then grab them a key. He handed it to her and took her money.
"Room 17," he told her. "Just go out the door and turn left. It's like the fifth door." Without even a 'thank you' she turned and walked back to Haley.
"There. Happy?" Brooke asked, pretending to be mad. Haley rolled her eyes at her again and grabbed the keys, leading the way to their room. Haley opened the door and flicked on the lights. It was nothing special; two beds, a bathroom, TV and a desk, standard motel room. They walked in and closed the door. "I call the bed closest to the bathroom." Brooke walked over the bed and flopped down on it.
"Shouldn't we have brought a change of clothes in?" Haley asked, sitting down on her bed. Brooke groaned.
"I'm too tired to care," she stated, crawling up to the top of the bed and laying back down, apparently too tired to get under the covers too. Haley nodded and got up to turn off the lights. Seeing what Brooke was doing, she sighed and walked over to the bed. She rolled Brooke over, pulled down the covers and the put them over her friend. Brooke showed no sign of argument. Haley pulled the covers back on her own bed and got in. They laid in silence for a few minutes. Haley looked over at Brooke's bed to see if she was sleeping. She couldn't see her.
"Tigger?" Haley asked into the dark. It was a few moments until Brooke answered.
"Yeah?" Haley could tell that she was on the verge of sleep. She was in between the realms of reality and dreams.
"Why did you leave Tree Hill?" Haley finally asked. "We both know why I left, but why did you leave?"
Brooke laid there on her back in the dark, staring at the ceiling. She knew that question was coming. She was actually surprised Haley hadn't asked earlier. She thought about what her life was like back in Tree Hill or what was left or it. Just three months ago she had everything, now she had nothing. No boyfriend, no best friend, not even a frickin' cheerleading trophy. Nothing. She used to be somebody, somebody important. Now she was just a joke, a charity case for the whole town to pity. Everyone knew that her parents didn't care, it certainly wasn't a secret. Her life was just a shell of what it used to be. She needed to get out, start over. There was nothing left for her in Tree Hill. She laid there in the dark and continued to stare up at the ceiling. She sighed.
"Because I'm broken, too," she finally answered in a quiet voice. Haley seemed to accept her answer since she didn't say anything else. Brooke turned her back to the girl beside her and closed her eyes. Soon sleep overcame them.
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Haley was going out of her mind as she stared out the window of Brooke's car, watching the things speed by outside. Tree, big tree, smaller tree, sign, pole. Tree, big tree, smaller tree, sign...you get the point? She was bored. This big road trip was starting out to be bogus. She found this weird, considering the last time they had been in the same car together, they had had a blast. Well she did anyway; Brooke was pretty out of it. Haley had to smile at the thought of Brooke when she was drugged, she was hilarious. Haley, believe it or not was able to tear herself away from the eye-catching scenery of Charleston to look at Brooke. She studied her for a moment before a thought popped into her mind. Why was Brooke leaving? Haley realized that she had never asked her about it, just kind of accepted the invitation and went along with her. Brooke had been planning on leaving before she came to the Rivercourt, so it wasn't just a favor to her. Haley knew why she was leaving Tree Hill, knew what she was leaving, but what was Brooke running from? Deciding she didn't want to create any tension when they were trapped in such a small area, she made a mental note to ask Brooke about it when they got there. Wherever the hell there was.
"Whatcha' thinking about, Tutor Girl?" Brooke asked without taking her eyes off the road. The sudden question brought Haley out of her thoughts. She shook her head to clear it and Brooke had to laugh at the confused look on the girl's face.
"What?" Haley questioned. Her cheeks turned a light shade of red as she realized she got caught. Seeing the girl blush just caused Brooke to laugh even more.
"I just asked what you were thinking about?" Brooke repeated, throwing a quick glance Haley's way. "Steam was coming out of your eyes." Haley smiled at her mistake.
"Ears," she corrected. Brooke rolled her eyes; she was always saying phases wrong. She never let it get her down though, she just thought of it as putting her own little Brooke Davis stamp on it.
"Elephant, monkey, whatever," she sighed, with a smirk. Haley raised her eyebrows, now completely lost at what the cheerleader was saying.
"Your brain isn't even connected to your mouth, is it?"
"You know, you're not the first person to ask me that." Both girls laughed and decided to end the wittless banter. "You still haven't answered my first question," Brooke pointed out. Haley tried to think back to what she asked.
"Which was what again?" Brooke let out a dramatic sigh.
"What where you thinking about before? You looked like you were trying to find the square root of..." Brooke tried to think of a big number. "576 or something."
"24," Haley stated quickly with a cocky smirk. Brooke fake leered at her.
"Stop doing that, Avoid-y Girl," Brooke complained. "What were you thinking about?" Haley tried to think of something quick. She really didn't want to have this conversation in a moving vehicle, especially with Brooke driving. Brooke could tell that Haley was trying to think of a lie to tell her. "Nathan?"
"Uh....yeah," Haley stuttered. "Yeah, I was thinking about Nathan." Haley caught Brooke giving her a look that said 'let's talk'. Deciding she didn't feel think talking about him either, she quickly continued. "But I'm not anymore. Nope, no Nathan on Haley's mind anymore. I'm Scott free. Haha, get it? Scott... free..." Brooke was staring at her. Haley bowed her head. "Stopping now."
"Okay, if you say so," Brooke replied, amused at the other girl's nervous babbling. Haley, who was even more embarrassed than when they started the conversation, decided to play it safe and look back out the window again. Tree, big tree, smaller tree, sign, pole. Haley sighed. "How long until we get there?" Brooke shrugged. "Where is there?"
"I don't know yet," she answered. Haley looked back out the window. Tree, big tree, smaller tree, gas station...
"Hey, why don't we stop at that gas station?" Haley suggested. "We can ask them if they know of any half decent motels around here."
"Good idea." Brooked flicked on her turning signal even though they hadn't seen a car for the past hour. She turned and pulled into the gas station. "We need gas anyway." They pulled up to a spot and turned off the car. Neither moved to get out.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Haley questioned when she saw that Brooke wasn't getting out of the car. "I thought we needed gas?"
"We do," Brooked confirmed, looking over at the girl beside her. Haley gave her a questioning look. "I'm scared." Haley rolled her eyes and opened her door to get the gas. Brooked smiled innocently at her and stayed in the car. While Haley was filling the tank, Brooke pulled out her cell to check her messages. She had one new text message from Peyton asking her where she was. Brooke stared blankly at the screen, thinking about her best friend. Was she doing the right thing? Leaving? Before she could et to cuaght up she was startled out of her thoughts by a knock at her window. She calmed down when she realized it was only Haley. She rolled down the window. "What?"
"I'm done," she informed her. Brooke continued to stare at her. "I'm not paying. Get your ass out here and go pay." Haley noticed the strange look on her friend's face and glanced at the phone in her hand. "Whatcha doing?" Brooke quickly closed the phone and put it in her purse.
"Nothing," she lied, grabbing the keys and getting out. She closed the door. "How much did you get?" Haley gave her a confused look. "Gas. How much was the gas?"
"Oh, I just got twenty bucks." Haley noticed that Brooke left her purse in the car. "Aren't you going to pay?"
"No, we need to save as much money as we can so we can get a motel room." Brooke looked into the pay booth and smiled when she say it was a young guy. She gave Haley a confidant smile and began walking over to the booth.
"What are you doing?"
"Saving money," she giggled. Haley watched as Brooke sauntered up to the booth and began to flirt with the guy. She shook her head and got into the car to wait. She didn't want to have anything to do with corrupting America's youth. Two minutes later, a very proud Brooke got into the car. She started the car and glanced at Haley. "And you were gonna pay," she huffed. Haley rolled her eyes and they continued on their journey.
"So, did he know any places near by?" Haley asked. Brooked nodded and handed her a piece of paper with an address on it. The writing was all shaky. Haley smirk at it, knowing the guy must have been really nervous in front of Brooke. "How close is this?"
"He said it was just up this road," Brooke replied, reading all the street signs, looking for the one that said Bailey. She spotted it. "Oh, here it is." As soon as they turned the corner they could see the big lit up sign that said 'Motel'. They pulled into the driveway and got out, locking the doors so no one could steal their stuff. They decided to leave it in the car, not wanting to bother since it was just one night. Brooke's face lit up when she saw the young guy at the counter. She went to move forward, but Haley grabbed her shirt and pulled her back.
"We're paying for the room," she warned her. Brooke pouted.
"Ah, come on, Tutor Girl. Let me have my fun," Brooke begged, giving Haley the puppy dog eyes. Haley continued to give her a stern look. Finally, seeing that she wasn't going to get what she wanted, Brooke sighed and nodded her head. "Fine, we'll pay." Haley smirked and let her go. Brooke gave her a dirty look and went to get them a room.
"Hi, welcome to the..."
"One room, two beds, queen sized if available," she ordered, suddenly not in the mood to chat anymore. What fun was it if she couldn't flirt? She watched the guys type something into the computer and then grab them a key. He handed it to her and took her money.
"Room 17," he told her. "Just go out the door and turn left. It's like the fifth door." Without even a 'thank you' she turned and walked back to Haley.
"There. Happy?" Brooke asked, pretending to be mad. Haley rolled her eyes at her again and grabbed the keys, leading the way to their room. Haley opened the door and flicked on the lights. It was nothing special; two beds, a bathroom, TV and a desk, standard motel room. They walked in and closed the door. "I call the bed closest to the bathroom." Brooke walked over the bed and flopped down on it.
"Shouldn't we have brought a change of clothes in?" Haley asked, sitting down on her bed. Brooke groaned.
"I'm too tired to care," she stated, crawling up to the top of the bed and laying back down, apparently too tired to get under the covers too. Haley nodded and got up to turn off the lights. Seeing what Brooke was doing, she sighed and walked over to the bed. She rolled Brooke over, pulled down the covers and the put them over her friend. Brooke showed no sign of argument. Haley pulled the covers back on her own bed and got in. They laid in silence for a few minutes. Haley looked over at Brooke's bed to see if she was sleeping. She couldn't see her.
"Tigger?" Haley asked into the dark. It was a few moments until Brooke answered.
"Yeah?" Haley could tell that she was on the verge of sleep. She was in between the realms of reality and dreams.
"Why did you leave Tree Hill?" Haley finally asked. "We both know why I left, but why did you leave?"
Brooke laid there on her back in the dark, staring at the ceiling. She knew that question was coming. She was actually surprised Haley hadn't asked earlier. She thought about what her life was like back in Tree Hill or what was left or it. Just three months ago she had everything, now she had nothing. No boyfriend, no best friend, not even a frickin' cheerleading trophy. Nothing. She used to be somebody, somebody important. Now she was just a joke, a charity case for the whole town to pity. Everyone knew that her parents didn't care, it certainly wasn't a secret. Her life was just a shell of what it used to be. She needed to get out, start over. There was nothing left for her in Tree Hill. She laid there in the dark and continued to stare up at the ceiling. She sighed.
"Because I'm broken, too," she finally answered in a quiet voice. Haley seemed to accept her answer since she didn't say anything else. Brooke turned her back to the girl beside her and closed her eyes. Soon sleep overcame them.
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That's all for now folks. I hope you liked it. Please drop me a line to tell me what you think. Thanks for reading. See you on the flip side.