Author's Note: Hey everyone. Wow, it's been a while, not that long, but it's been like a week. I don't know why I decided to update right now, my head hurts and I think that my hands are going to fall off any minute now, but I just thought I should write something. This story got the most reviews out of all of mine, so I decided to do this one. A big thank you by the way to those of you who have reviewed, especially the last chapter since that was the most I've gotten of chapter before. Anyway, just wanted to remind you that this is a month after they first arrived in New York. Also, for the record, I know nothing about how pregnancy works, never having been pregnant myself, and all I know is what I see on TV, so if anything is wrong, I'm sorry. I'll try to keep it believable as best I can. Okay, I'm done now, enjoy.

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"How much do you want to bet thatTay is throwing a party right about now?" Brooke asked as she threw her last suitcase onto her bed. Haley came into the room after her, tossing a few fallen items on Brooke's bed.

"I don't know," Haley mused, flopping down on the bed to watch Brooke unpack her things. "I think she's kind of going to miss us around there, don't you?"

"Yeah, maybe," Brook replied, unzipping the bag. She pulled out a few shirts and walked to the dresser. "She probably got used to us living there. But I know Courtney will be happy to have us gone."

"Oh, yeah," Haley nodded. "She can finally move in now that we're out of her room." Deciding that she should help, she pushed herself into a sitting position and starting taking stuff out of her suitcase.

It had been a month since they had arrived in New York and they had ended up staying withTaylor for longer than they had planned. At first, Haley had promised it would only be for about a week, but then it turned into two, then three, until they got to a month. They insisted it wasn't their fault though, they didn't know how hard it was to find an apartment in the city.

After searching almost everyday they had been there, they finally found a nice two-bedroom apartment that they could afford. They still had most of Haley's winnings saved and with the money they earned from their jobs at Big Willie's and the cash advances Brooke took out on her father's credit cards, they were able to pay for the first three months in advance.

"With those two living together," Brooke began, walking back to her bed. "I can just imagine all the parties they're going to have."

"Don't forget they said we could come by anytime we want," Haley called from the bathroom. She dropped Brooke toiletry stuff beside hers and walked back into the room.

"I think we should give them a few days of peace," Brooke decided. "Taylor made it perfectly clear that she didn't want to see our asses for at least a week." Haley sighed and sat back down on the bed.

"Okay, okay," Haley agreed, mumbling under her breath. "But I can almost guarantee thatTaylor is going to be calling us before the night is over. She's always been the type to worry, so she'll want to check in to make sure that we got in okay."

"Then it's too bad we won't be here," Brooke replied, walking out of the room. Haley sat there for a moment before coming to her senses and following her friend out into the living room.

"What to you mean we won't be here?" she asked, walking up behind Brooke who was setting up the phone they had bought earlier. "Where are we going to be?"

"Come one, Hales," Brooke sighed, turning around and taking her by the shoulders. "Who spends their first night in their new apartment?"

"Um, normal people?"

"No," Brooke shook her head. "People without a life. We are going to go out and celebrate our new property. Courtney mentioned some club that she likes to go to. It's just around the corner from here."

"Do we have to?" Haley complained, flopping down on the couch. She was starting to get her morning sickness and her feet were beginning to ache all the time.

"Yes, we do." Brooke finished up with the phone and sat down beside her tired friend. Haley rested her head on Brooke's shoulder and groaned. "I know, sweetie. I understand that you're tired and you're sick, but I need a night out on the town."

"Then phoneTay or Court," Haley suggested. "Or someone from work. Just don't make me go." Brooke shook her head and patted Haley on the knee. She felt bad for her friend, knowing that being pregnant can't be too much fun, but she didn't want her to stay locked up in their apartment until she had the baby.

"I can't celebrate our apartment without my roommate now can I?" Brooke pointed out. "Come on, Hales, please do it for me?" She knew that Haley would never turn her down when she asked her for a favor. Haley was just too nice to turn someone away.

"That is so not fair," Haley complained, lifting her head off her shoulder to glare at Brooke. Brooke looked at her with pleading eyes. Haley knew she had lost. "Fine, you win. We'll go to your club, but if I get sick or some creep tries to grope me, we are out of there."

"You got it." Brooke clapped her hands together in excitement and jumped off the couch and back into her room to finish unpacking. Haley moped on the couch for a few moments until she heard her cell phone ring. She pushed herself up and grabbed her phone off the coffee table. She smile when she saw who it was.

"Heya."

"Hales!" Peyton cheered. "I can't believe I finally got a hold of you. I've been calling you for the past week and your phone is always off."

"Oh, yeah, sorry about that," Haley apologized. "I'm not allowed to have it on while I'm at work, then when I get home I just always forget to turn it on." Haley had to smile, she was so happy. She hadn't talked to Peyton since that night outside the bar. She knew what she was up to though, since Brooke would call her once a week, but it felt so good to hear her voice.

"Home?" Peyton questioned. "You have a home, now?"

"Nope, I live on the streets," Haley laughed. Peyton smirked, realizing what a stupid question that had been. "The guy living in the box beside me likes to snore a lot. I swear if he didn't have a hanger through his head..."

"I see you're the same old Hales," Peyton commented, used to her banter. At first she had found the thing she said to be hilarious, but after a while she had gotten used to them and they were just routine to her. It wasn't until now, after not hearing it for over a month, she realized just how much it used to comport her.

"Is that a good thing or a bad one?"

"It's definitely of the good," Peyton laughed. She sat up on her bed, turning down the stereo so she could hear her friend better. "So, everything's pretty boring around here. I haven't run into Nathan lately, I think he's scared of me."

"And he should be," Haley laughed. "Have you been hanging out with Luke at all?" She had wanted to talk to Lucas for the longest time. Neither her nor Brooke had phoned him since they got there. Brooke was just being her usual 'I hate Luca Scott' self, but Haley was afraid to talk to him after what happened at that Denny's in Charleston.

"Oh yeah," Peyton answered, trying to keep the smile off her face as she watched Luke sort through her record collection. He was trying his hardest not to listen in on their conversation, but he couldn't help it. He was dying to talk to his best friend. "Me, Luke and Jake. We're the new gang around here."

"Sounds like trouble," Haley teased. She didn't want to sound lame, but she just had to know. "So, how's he doing?"

"He's good," Peyton answered. Luke looked over at her, assuming they were talking about him. "He's actually right here, why don't you talk to him?" Before either of them could protest, she tossed the phone to Luke and ran out of the room to give them some privacy. He slowly brought the phone to his ear.

"Luke?" Haley asked, not sure if he was there or not. "Come on, Lucas, if you're there, say something." She was afraid that maybe he was mad at her for kissing him and he didn't want to talk to her ever again. She didn't regret it, but after a lot of thought, she came to the conclusion that it was just her way of saying goodbye.

"Hey, Hales," he greeted, finally finding his voice. He was shock at how good it felt just to hear her voice. It had been so long, this was the longest they had ever been apart.

"Thank God," Haley sighed, letting out a small laugh at the genuine relief in her voice. "I was starting to get afraid that you were mad at me."

"And why would I be mad at you?"

"You know," Haley began, not sure if she should even bring it up. "For kissing you and everything." Luke had to smile at the look he knew must be on her face. She was making that cute little embarrassed face she made all the time. He always loved that look.

"Hales, I could never be mad at you for something like that."

"Really?"

"Of course," he stated, not wanting her to worry about something she didn't need to be worried about. "So, how have you been? Getting that pesky morning sickness, yet?"

"Just starting," Haley answered. She loved this feeling. She had forgotten how good it felt to just talk like this with her best friend. It was like for a little bit she could just forget about all the drama she was going through.

"Hey, Tutor Girl!" Brooke called coming out of her room, not realizing that Haley was talking to Lucas. "Who's on the phone?" Haley closed her eyes, knowing that Luke had to have heard Brooke's outburst.

"Who was that?" Luke asked, not processing what had been said. When it finally clicked, remembering the name the person had called her, his eyes widened. "Did she just call you Tutor Girl?"

"One minute, Luke," she told him. Brooke's eyes widened and she clasped a hand over her mouth. She just blew their cover. She looked at Haley, hoping for forgiveness. Haley just shook her head, not that mad at the girl. She knew it wasn't her fault.

"Good job, Tigger."

"Sorry," she mumbled, walking over to join her fellow runaway on the couch. So much for going out tonight, this was going to take a while.

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That's all for now. I know it wasn't that great, but I hope it was good enough. Please tell me what you think and I'll try to update again soon. Peace.