Author's Note: Hi, everyone. I know that it's been a ling time, well okay,
only like three days, but that's a long time for this story, right? Anyway,
I've just been really busy so I haven't gotten the time to sit down and
write anything. I hope you're still into the story. I was going to have
this focus mainly on Nathan, but so far I haven't thought of anything yet,
so don't count on it. That always seems to happen. I don't really writing
about the people back in Tree Hill, but I do feel that it's needed and as
long as Peyton's in it, I guess it'll be okay. I have noticed thought that
I don't get as many reviews for Tree Hill chapters, so if you guys don't
want them, just tell me and I will be more than happy to stretch them
further apart. Anyway, I guess I can't delay this for any longer, so here
we go...
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Peyton sighed as she walked into the Tree Hill Mall. She used to like coming here, despite what she would sometimes tell Brooke. Whenever they would go there, Peyton would pretend to complain about having to walk around for hours, but she secretly liked spending time with Brooke or Haley if that was the case, even if it was in a mall. As long as they let her wander off to the record store while they were trying on clothes, then she was happy.
But it wasn't the same anymore. She was all alone now, no one to drag her into an underwear store or rake her into going to see some stupid romantic comedy involving either of the Olsen Twins. So why wasn't she happy? She could spend the whole time in the record store if she wanted to or go see a real movie with real actors if it struck her fancy. But she would have no one to enjoy it with. She had no best friends anymore. Well, she did, they were just elsewhere.
She shook her head and walked into the record store to look around. She smiled sadly when she saw the guy that Haley always said was 'Super Hot, with a capital S and H'. He gave her a weird look so she moved on. She found the CD she had been looking for and went up to the register to wait in line. While she was waiting, another CD caught her eye. She immediately thought of Brooke and smiled. Se quickly grabbed it before it was her turn. She placed the CD's on the counter and the cashier gave her a strange look.
"The Get Up Kids and Britney Spears?" he asks in an amused voice. "That's quite the range in music you've got there." She laughed as he started to ring them through.
"It's kinda for old times sake, I guess," she explained. She couldn't remember how many times Brooke had tried to force her to listen to that CD. She found it quite funny that she was actually buying it.
"I see," he commented. He put them in a bag and laid them on the counter. "That will be thirty- two, fifty three, please." Peyton pulled you her wallet and handed him thirty-five bucks. "Thank you." He typed in the numbers and gathered her change. "Two, forty-seven is you change. Have a nice day."
"You too," she replied automatically, as she gathered her stuff and left the store. She pulled out the first CD and began to unwrap it as she walked. She through the plastic in the garbage and began to read the back of the case. She was so busy, she didn't see the person walking directly at her until it was too late.
"Hey, watch where your..." the person stopped when she realized who she had bumped into. Peyton's stomach tightened at the sound of her voice. She looked up to find that she was right. "Well, well, well. Look who we have here."
"I didn't think you'd ever show your face in this mall again," Peyton hissed. "Given what happened last time and all." She smirked at her.
"I could say the same for you," Nicki replied. "I just wanted to thank you by the way." Peyton raised an eyebrow at her in confusion.
"What on earth would you have to thank me for?"
"Well," Nicki began. "Your lack of supervision skills has helped me to get custody of my daughter." Nicki gave her a sick smile. Peyton's face fell, but she soon covered it up. She took a step forward.
"You are not getting Jenny," she stated. "I will not let you do that to Jake and I will certainly not let you do that to Jenny. You are not fit to be any kind of parent to her."
"Oh, and you are?" she countered. Her smile got even bigger. "You're a little sweet on him, aren't you?" Peyton shook her head.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she denied. Suddenly, she felt very uncomfortable and felt the need to make her exit. "You know what? Being this close to you is making me feel a little sick. I think it's all that Essence of Skank you put on this morning." She started to walk past her, but turned back around. "Oh, yeah. And if you even think about going near Jenny again, there will be a repeat of what happened at Haley's party. And Luke won't be there to break it apart."
"I'll be looking forward to it," Nicki replied back, sweetly before continuing on her way as well.
"Bitch," Peyton muttered under her breath as she walked away. She decided to just let it go and forget about it. She checked her watch to find that it was already one in the after noon. Suddenly, her stomach began to growl so she made her way to the food court. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't that busy. There were maybe three people in each line. Deciding to get a sub, it was always Haley's favorite; she walked over to wait in line for Subway.
"I almost didn't recognize you," came a voice from behind. Peyton froze. "You look so different when you're not barging into my home and screaming at me and my girlfriend." Peyton quickly turned around.
"HALEY is your girlfriend," she corrected in a loud voice, which caused a few customers to stare at them. "Or at least she used to be, before you pulled a Dan Scott and cheated on her."
"You have no idea how much alike my father and me are," Nathan replied, referring to the fact that Haley was pregnant. He knew for a fact that she didn't know about that because if she did, she would have come back for an encore performance.
"What. Ever," Peyton stated in an annoyed voice. She had had enough of him and she didn't feel like making a scene so she turned back around. There was no more noise from behind her and Peyton had thought he had left until she heard a female voice.
"Nate-baby," she whined. "I don't feel like Subway. I want something else." Peyton knew it was the same girl as before and had to fight the urge to turn around and deck them both. Nathan put an arm around her and pulled her close.
"Come on, baby," he replied with a smirk, knowing Peyton could hear him. "This is my favorite. Please can we just eat here?" Peyton whipped back around, this time she was far more than annoyed. Nathan pretended to have forgotten she was there. "Oh, Peyton, I never did get to introduce you two before. Peyton, this is Julia. Julia this is Peyton."
"You are so lucky that we are in a public place right now," she warned him. "Cause if we weren't, both you and your little bitch would get it." Julia looked offended, but Nathan just seemed to enjoy it.
"Hey," Julia argued. "Just who do you think you are? First you lock me out of my boyfriend's house then..." Peyton pushed her aside and she fell to the floor. Nathan looked surprised by her action, but tried not to let it show. Peyton ignore the girl's cries of protest and stepped closer.
"What are you doing?" he questioned. "You can't just throw people around like that."
"But it's okay for you to just play with people's feelings like that?" she countered. "How could you, Nate? Haley is like the sweetest girl in the world. She would never hurt anyone. What did she ever do to you?"
"Nothing," he answered. "She did absolutely nothing." His smile returned to his face. "That's why it's so much fun." Peyton suddenly had the urge to throw up, but she settled for slapping him instead. She backed away before he had a chance to retaliate.
"You make me sick," she spat at him. "I can't believe I ever went out with you." She suddenly lost her appetite and got out of line. "You ever talk about Haley like that again, and I'll hit more than your face, you got it?"
"Sure," he said, moving to help Julia up off the ground. "Whatever." Peyton gave them one last look before walking away. She was fuming by the time she made it to the parking lot. She threw her bag in the backseat and got in the car, slamming the door closed. She shoved her key in the ignition and started the car.
"Note to self," she muttered. "Never go to the mall again." She put the car in drive and pressed on the gas, speeding away.
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All done. I guess I got Nathan in there anyway. Please tell me if you liked it and tell me if you want more runaways and less Tree Hill. Okay, see ya later.
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Peyton sighed as she walked into the Tree Hill Mall. She used to like coming here, despite what she would sometimes tell Brooke. Whenever they would go there, Peyton would pretend to complain about having to walk around for hours, but she secretly liked spending time with Brooke or Haley if that was the case, even if it was in a mall. As long as they let her wander off to the record store while they were trying on clothes, then she was happy.
But it wasn't the same anymore. She was all alone now, no one to drag her into an underwear store or rake her into going to see some stupid romantic comedy involving either of the Olsen Twins. So why wasn't she happy? She could spend the whole time in the record store if she wanted to or go see a real movie with real actors if it struck her fancy. But she would have no one to enjoy it with. She had no best friends anymore. Well, she did, they were just elsewhere.
She shook her head and walked into the record store to look around. She smiled sadly when she saw the guy that Haley always said was 'Super Hot, with a capital S and H'. He gave her a weird look so she moved on. She found the CD she had been looking for and went up to the register to wait in line. While she was waiting, another CD caught her eye. She immediately thought of Brooke and smiled. Se quickly grabbed it before it was her turn. She placed the CD's on the counter and the cashier gave her a strange look.
"The Get Up Kids and Britney Spears?" he asks in an amused voice. "That's quite the range in music you've got there." She laughed as he started to ring them through.
"It's kinda for old times sake, I guess," she explained. She couldn't remember how many times Brooke had tried to force her to listen to that CD. She found it quite funny that she was actually buying it.
"I see," he commented. He put them in a bag and laid them on the counter. "That will be thirty- two, fifty three, please." Peyton pulled you her wallet and handed him thirty-five bucks. "Thank you." He typed in the numbers and gathered her change. "Two, forty-seven is you change. Have a nice day."
"You too," she replied automatically, as she gathered her stuff and left the store. She pulled out the first CD and began to unwrap it as she walked. She through the plastic in the garbage and began to read the back of the case. She was so busy, she didn't see the person walking directly at her until it was too late.
"Hey, watch where your..." the person stopped when she realized who she had bumped into. Peyton's stomach tightened at the sound of her voice. She looked up to find that she was right. "Well, well, well. Look who we have here."
"I didn't think you'd ever show your face in this mall again," Peyton hissed. "Given what happened last time and all." She smirked at her.
"I could say the same for you," Nicki replied. "I just wanted to thank you by the way." Peyton raised an eyebrow at her in confusion.
"What on earth would you have to thank me for?"
"Well," Nicki began. "Your lack of supervision skills has helped me to get custody of my daughter." Nicki gave her a sick smile. Peyton's face fell, but she soon covered it up. She took a step forward.
"You are not getting Jenny," she stated. "I will not let you do that to Jake and I will certainly not let you do that to Jenny. You are not fit to be any kind of parent to her."
"Oh, and you are?" she countered. Her smile got even bigger. "You're a little sweet on him, aren't you?" Peyton shook her head.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she denied. Suddenly, she felt very uncomfortable and felt the need to make her exit. "You know what? Being this close to you is making me feel a little sick. I think it's all that Essence of Skank you put on this morning." She started to walk past her, but turned back around. "Oh, yeah. And if you even think about going near Jenny again, there will be a repeat of what happened at Haley's party. And Luke won't be there to break it apart."
"I'll be looking forward to it," Nicki replied back, sweetly before continuing on her way as well.
"Bitch," Peyton muttered under her breath as she walked away. She decided to just let it go and forget about it. She checked her watch to find that it was already one in the after noon. Suddenly, her stomach began to growl so she made her way to the food court. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't that busy. There were maybe three people in each line. Deciding to get a sub, it was always Haley's favorite; she walked over to wait in line for Subway.
"I almost didn't recognize you," came a voice from behind. Peyton froze. "You look so different when you're not barging into my home and screaming at me and my girlfriend." Peyton quickly turned around.
"HALEY is your girlfriend," she corrected in a loud voice, which caused a few customers to stare at them. "Or at least she used to be, before you pulled a Dan Scott and cheated on her."
"You have no idea how much alike my father and me are," Nathan replied, referring to the fact that Haley was pregnant. He knew for a fact that she didn't know about that because if she did, she would have come back for an encore performance.
"What. Ever," Peyton stated in an annoyed voice. She had had enough of him and she didn't feel like making a scene so she turned back around. There was no more noise from behind her and Peyton had thought he had left until she heard a female voice.
"Nate-baby," she whined. "I don't feel like Subway. I want something else." Peyton knew it was the same girl as before and had to fight the urge to turn around and deck them both. Nathan put an arm around her and pulled her close.
"Come on, baby," he replied with a smirk, knowing Peyton could hear him. "This is my favorite. Please can we just eat here?" Peyton whipped back around, this time she was far more than annoyed. Nathan pretended to have forgotten she was there. "Oh, Peyton, I never did get to introduce you two before. Peyton, this is Julia. Julia this is Peyton."
"You are so lucky that we are in a public place right now," she warned him. "Cause if we weren't, both you and your little bitch would get it." Julia looked offended, but Nathan just seemed to enjoy it.
"Hey," Julia argued. "Just who do you think you are? First you lock me out of my boyfriend's house then..." Peyton pushed her aside and she fell to the floor. Nathan looked surprised by her action, but tried not to let it show. Peyton ignore the girl's cries of protest and stepped closer.
"What are you doing?" he questioned. "You can't just throw people around like that."
"But it's okay for you to just play with people's feelings like that?" she countered. "How could you, Nate? Haley is like the sweetest girl in the world. She would never hurt anyone. What did she ever do to you?"
"Nothing," he answered. "She did absolutely nothing." His smile returned to his face. "That's why it's so much fun." Peyton suddenly had the urge to throw up, but she settled for slapping him instead. She backed away before he had a chance to retaliate.
"You make me sick," she spat at him. "I can't believe I ever went out with you." She suddenly lost her appetite and got out of line. "You ever talk about Haley like that again, and I'll hit more than your face, you got it?"
"Sure," he said, moving to help Julia up off the ground. "Whatever." Peyton gave them one last look before walking away. She was fuming by the time she made it to the parking lot. She threw her bag in the backseat and got in the car, slamming the door closed. She shoved her key in the ignition and started the car.
"Note to self," she muttered. "Never go to the mall again." She put the car in drive and pressed on the gas, speeding away.
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All done. I guess I got Nathan in there anyway. Please tell me if you liked it and tell me if you want more runaways and less Tree Hill. Okay, see ya later.