Author's Note: Hello to all! I've decided to play hooky from school today because I'm "sick". Even though I'm supposed to be watching a movie that needs to be returned yesterday, I figured I'd update my stories first. From the reviews I've gotten so far, most of you seem to like reading about Brooke and Haley better than Tree Hill, which is good for me, so I think I'll stick to my plan. I'll do three chapters of the girls, since that is what this story is supposed to be about, then add a chapter about Tree Hill. The Tree Hill chapters will probably change focus each time. Like the first one was mostly about Peyton, then the second was Jake, so the next one will be Nathan I guess. I haven't decided yet. Anyway, I better get this done fast so I can watch that Paris Hilton movie (Not that one! Minds out of the gutter people!) Here's the next chapter...

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Surprisingly enough, Haley was able to get Brooke out of bed easily this morning. She didn't even had to go passed the covers this time. They had quickly showered and gotten dressed without any problems. Haley was done first again, but decided against heading out without Brooke. After what happened yesterday, they had decided that neither of them was to go out alone until they got to New York. They gave the key to the girl working at the counter and head out to the car. Haley moved to get into the driver's seat, but Brooke stopped her.

"I don't think so, Tutor Girl," she warned her. Brooke grabbed the keys from the other girl and got into the car. Haley rolled her eyes and got into her side.

"Are you ever going to let me drive again?" Haley asked as Brooke started up the car and pulled out onto the road. Brooke shrugged, reaching over to dig through the glove compartment for her sunglasses. Sensing that Brooke was fully paying attention to the road, Haley swatted her hand away and looked for them herself.

"Maybe," Brooke answered. "I haven't decided yet." Haley sighed when she finally found the glasses and handed them to Brooke. Before she shut the door she pulled out a map book and began to flip through it. "Can I at least drive it when we get to New York?" Brooke thought about it.

"It depends where you'll be going," she finally answered. Haley shook her head, not liking the answer she got and went back to looking at the map. "Whatcha looking for?"

"Trying to see if there's any roadside diners near here," Haley commented, her eyes not leaving the map. Brooke raised a perfectly carved eyebrow.

"Why a roadside diner?"

"Well, a road trip wouldn't be complete without going to an old fashioned roadside diner," Haley explained. She tore her eyes off the book to look at Brooke in surprise. "Don't you watch any movies? You have to find a diner that you'll always remember. Either because it was so horrible or because it was so great." Brooke continues to look at her blankly. "Come on! It's the rule!"

"Sorry, I wasn't aware there was a road trip rulebook." Haley rolled her eyes and went back to the book. "But it sounds cool to me. You had me at old fashioned, I just love vintage." Haley gave her an accusing look.

"No you don't."

"I do, too."

"Name one vintage store," Haley demanded. Brooke tried to remember one of those stores that Peyton always babbles on about. She cursed herself for always zoning out when the blonde talked about her fashion.

"Um, Good Will?" she guessed. Haley laughed at her answer and shook her head.

"Good try, though," Haley commented. "Extra points for effort."

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After debating about fashion sense for the next hour of their trip, they had come across Haley's roadside diner. Brooke eyed it suspiciously before pulling into the dirt parking lot. She turned off the car and the two of them got out.

"I can't believe I'm going to eat in a place called Big Willie's," Brooke complained as they walked into the diner. It was almost completely empty, there was just one old couple sitting in a booth and three waitresses leaning on the counter. Everyone turned to look at them when they walked in. They assumed they didn't get many customers here. There was a slow ballad playing on the radio in the background, but Haley couldn't make out the song. The waitresses whispered to each other before one of them made their way over to the girls.

"Hi there, you pretty little things," the lady greeted them. "Just follow me and I'll get you a booth." Brooke and Haley followed her to a table and sat down. She pulled out a notepad and a pencil. "What can I get you? We don't have much here. There's pancakes, toast, waffles, sausages, bacon and eggs."

"I'll have some pancakes and coffee," Brooke ordered. The lady nodded and wrote it down before turning to Haley.

"I'll have the same, I guess."

"Minus the coffee," Brooke interrupted. Both women shot her a surprised look. "She'll have some orange juice, please." The waitress was confused but didn't comment on it.

"It should be ready in about five minutes." They nodded and she walked.

"What was that about?"

"You're pregnant," Brooke pointed out. "It's not good for the baby for you to have caffeine." Haley continued to stare at her. "So what? I was just looking out for the baby, jeez. I'll never do it again." Haley leaned back in her seat.

"So, first I can't get drunk to forget about the pain, now I can't even have my morning coffee?" Haley pouted. "This totally sucks."

"I'll tell you what," Brooke said, smiling at the cute look on Haley's face. "After this cup, I'll quit, too. Both coffee and alcohol. That way you won't be alone." Haley's eyes lite up and her frown turned into a smile.

"You'd do that for me?" Brooke rolled her eyes.

"I just figured this would make you less of a pain in the ass," she explained. "This way I can tell you to shut up when you start to complain about it."

"So this is in no way a nice thing you're doing for me?" she questioned with a knowing smirk plastered on her face. Brooke shrugged, getting uncomfortable under her stare. She shook her head.

"No way, I'm totally thinking of myself," Brooke denied. Haley continued to stare. "Fine, maybe I was thinking of you a little. What's the big deal?"

"No, no deal," Haley said. "Certainly not a big one."

"Good," Brooke said. She tried to think of something to change the subject. "So, what do think so far?"

"Of what?"

"Of our little adventure?" Brooke elaborated. "I mean we've gone almost two full days without killing each other or giving up." Haley laughed.

"Well, to be honest," she joked. "I've thought about doing both." Brooke laughed at her words, knowing she was just kidding.

"Me too," Brooke commented and Haley laughed. They heard the song on the radio coming to an end and a new start up. Haley stopped laughing the moment she realized what song it was.

I love the time and in between,

The calm inside me,

In a space where I can breath

I believe there a distance I have wandered,

To touch upon the years,

Reaching out and reaching in

Holding out, holding in

Brooke noticed the look on Haley's face. She looked like she was about to cry. Brooke looked behind her to see what was wrong. There was nothing there. She turned back to Haley.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"This song," Haley answered. She shook her head and wiped her eyes. Brooke looked over to the counter and saw the waitresses where still standing there.

"Hey," she called out. They all turned to look at her and they noticed that Haley was crying. "Could you maybe change the station or something?" The one that was serving them nodded and changed the station to a country one. Brooke smiled at her.

"Thanks," Haley sniffled. She knew what Brooke was going to ask she saved her the trouble. "Nathan moment. I sang it to him once." Brooke nodded. She wanted to ask more about it, but figured now wasn't the right place. "Sorry I lost it there."

"Oh, that's no problem," Brooke assured her. Before she could say anything else, their waitress walked up with their food. She placed a plate of pancakes in front of both girls and put coffee in front of Brooke and a glass of orange juice by Haley.

"Everything peachy over here?" she asked, looking at Haley to make sure she wasn't crying anymore. Both of them nodded.

"Yeah, we're good. Thanks," Brooke said motioning to the food.

"Oh, that's no problem," she replied. "If you need anything, I'm just over there." Brooke nodded and she walked away. Brooke poured some syrup on her pancakes and took a bit.

"They're good, huh?" she commented, wanting to make some conversation. Haley just nodded. Brooke sighed and took a sip of her coffee. They ate the rest of their breakfast in silence.

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Hope you like it. Tell me what you think, please. We'll be heading to Tree Hill next, so buckle up your seatbelts. Anywho, can't wait to hear from you, wink wink. I'd just think to say that I hate this quick edit thing. I know the song looks stupid, but no matter what I tried, it kept changing it to a full sentence on one line. That was the only way I could seperate it. Till next time, I'm outtie.