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Beyond Good and Evil

Chapter Three: Dirty Little Secret

The ballroom was massive and grandiose, decorated from floor to ceiling in white. The crystal chandelier caught the light in a way too delicate to be described, casting soft rainbows against the pristine tapestries. Her honey brown eyes sparkled as they surveyed the scene in front of her. In a matter of minutes it would be perfect. There would be a blushing bride, an eager groom, two large families excited to merge. It was a lovely day for a wedding.

This could be fun,' the gorgeous blonde thought, excusing herself from the table. Haley slipped quietly into the long corridor that ran behind the room. Dark, shadowy, and full of deep, rich colors, this was much more her scene. Her stiletto heels click-clacked on the imported Italian marble as she made her way down the hall. Stopping abruptly in front of a door, her perfectly manicured fist stopped inches away from the high polished maple door where light leaked from underneath. Did she really want to do this? Of course. Knocking quickly and firmly, she took a deep breath and pasted on a perfect smile.

"Wha—oh, hi Haley. What brings you here?" the door swung open to reveal a handsome male with curly, sandy hair and big brown eyes. Jake Jagelski was certainly attractive, and Haley took a moment to admire him. Back when he was still single, she may have even taken him for herself, but he was little too… red. That was really the only word Haley James knew to totally describe the man in front of her. He was too naïve, too trusting, too easily fooled. He bought into her act even though half the school suspected, deep down, that she wasn't quite so innocent. Jake took everyone at their word, and was devastated when they proved false. That might be why Haley James was getting such a perverse thrill out of this.

"You look good," she purred, ignoring the question and delighting in the pink that tinged his cheeks.

"Well, this is the happiest day of my life."

'Or so you think,' she thought with a kind of malicious delight that others would be shocked to know that a girl like her could possess. However, if Haley James had ever had a conscience, it was long gone by now. She lived for power, and the information located in a manila folder clutched in her left hand, concealed behind her thin back was cause for a major power trip.

"Yes, it's a beautiful wedding," she simpered. Jake smiled at her and turned back to the mirror, adjusting his tie. His forehead wrinkled in concentration. Jake had always thought Haley was an exceptionally beautiful girl, and he was more aware of her presence than he would like to be.

The blonde slunk in front of him, much closer than normal. Their hips ground together as she reached up and tugged on one end of the tie. Standing transfixed, the husband-to-be could do nothing but follow her movements with his eyes, growing uncomfortably aroused. A fact the scheming girl was all too aware of. Keeping her brown eyes locked on his, her hand crept lower and lower until resting on the bulge in his pants. Beginning to massage gently, Haley dangled her lips in front of his tauntingly. Her pink tongue darted out, flitting briefly across his lower lip. His head jerked forwardly slightly to claim her lips with his, but Haley moved her head back slightly, leaving a centimeter of space between their faces.

"But what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore," she whispered gleefully.

Jake Jagelski had been living out the dream of most men at Oakwood Preparatory School. Haley James, Student Body President, Homecoming Princess, Queen of Spades, Miss Perfect, with her hands all over him. But her words jerked him back into reality. Reeling away from her, his face was flushed, eyes wide, breathing heavily.

"What? Nikki isn't a whore! I'm the only guy she's ever been with!" he protested.

"Did she tell you that herself?" Haley asked in a mocking tone.

"Yes, she did," Jake stated adamantly.

"And you didn't think the lady doth protest too much?"

The silence greeting her was all the answer she needed.

"You don't have to marry her Jakey…you don't have to do this… we could have some fun together," she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his. This time he pushed her away.

"Nikki's pregnant," Jake said. Haley gave him a withering glance.

"Sure she is. But who says it's yours?"

Lightly tossing a manila folder at his feet, she blew him a kiss and the maple door swung shut behind her. Hesitantly picking up the folder, Jake was shocked at what he found. Letters, pictures, names, dates. It was all there, and he was just too blind to see it. The one thing he could see now was his own reflection—attire mussed, shoulders slumped in defeat, heartbreak written all over his face. Anger taking over now, he grabbed the nearest item and threw it as hard as he could at the mirror, shattering the image like his heart had just been.

So much for the happiest day of his life.

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She couldn't control her triumphant smirk if she wanted to. Not that she did, but you never know when it could be useful. She would stick around and see what kind of havoc would ensue, but she couldn't have anything traced back to her. That was her one regret. That was a major difference between Haley James and her wicked stepbrother. They both went in for the kill, but Lucas didn't like to stay and watch, while Haley took pleasure in watching the carnage fly. It might just be her favorite part.

"Now was that really necessary?" a familiar called from the shadows. Startled, Haley almost jumped out of his skin, losing her famous composure.

"Fuck! Lucas, what the hell are you doing?" she asked, placing a hand over her heaving heart.

"Just thought I'd go with the element of surprise. I believe you know the tactic well," he said with a smirk that she returned.

"I know that this is your favorite part, but we've got to get out of here," he whispered. Haley was never one to take orders from anyone, least of all Lucas, but she just nodded this time. She figured that she took the reins often enough, she'd let him get a few words in this once.

Approaching the street, they squinted their eyes against the harsh North Carolina sunlight. They could see people staring from across the street, with good reason. It wasn't very often that people of their stature came to this side of town. However, one can always make exceptions. Getting into the emerald green 1956 Jaguar Roadster, Lucas beamed with pride. This car was his baby. There were few things in the world he treasured as much.

Moments later, they were speeding along the highway with no destination at all. This wasn't really unusual for them. Lucas loved to drive, and Haley loved to plot, and they found that both of their needs were best suited for wide open spaces. Sometimes they would have in-depth talks, and sometimes they wouldn't speak at all. It was a sign of the remarkable closeness between the two amoral stepsiblings that they could tell each other anything or nothing at all and still be perfectly comfortable.

Haley shifted for the fifth time in two minutes, and Lucas knew that she was itching to boast about her latest accomplishment. He decided to make her wait a little longer.

Twenty minutes later, he decided to release her from her agony.

"So, are you going to tell me how it went?"

Her eyes gleamed in victory. "It was perfect. Even better than I expected."

Lucas said nothing, but cocked an eyebrow in response. Silence ensued. "Are you going to include details, or should I guess?"

"Well, do you want details on the foreplay or the foray?" she quipped, loving the tick in his jaw upon her words.

"You had sex with him?" he grounded out. His grip on the steering wheel tightened, knuckles turning white.

"Would that make you angry?" she asked, using her little girl voice.

"Rather," he stated matter-of-factly, resuming his usual cool air. This signaled to her that the game was over, and she dropped the tone.

"No, I didn't fuck him. Got him all hot and bothered before dropping the folder at his feet and informing him that his bride was a whore," she cackled. "You should've seen it Luke, it was brilliant."

"I don't doubt it. After all, it was your plan," he smiled, and she accepted the compliment.

"But now, can I ask what the point in all of that was?"

"Just for fun," Haley said innocently, but Lucas's penetrating stare bore into her eyes. "Fine. I hate that Nicole bitch. She told Coach Connors that I didn't actually have my period, and then I had to take gym. Evil whore. She got what she deserved."

Something inside of Lucas said that perhaps this wasn't exactly an eye for an eye. But the bigger half, the one that he usually listened to, was just roaring with laughter. God, high school was petty.

Haley's laughter drained from her face, as she seemed to suddenly remember something. Sitting straight up in her seat and turning towards him faintly, he could see that her expression was stone-cold serious.

"They found a new Queen," she spat.

"Who did?"

"The Hearts!" she spat impatiently.

"Oh golly gee whiz, whatever will we do?" he deadpanned.

"Lucas, this is serious!"

"Haley, calm down. We knew they were bound to get one eventually. It's not a big deal."

"Wrong. It's a very big deal," she said slowly, causing him to turn his questioning gaze towards her.

"Who is it?"

"A new student. Her name is Brooke Davis. Straight A student, 4.0 GPA, super-popular at her old school," Haley rattled off.

"Wow, who does that sound like?" he sneered, adopting a pointed tone.

"Virgin," she uttered the final description with disgust.

"What! Another one?" he asked, and the woman beside him just nodded. "You'd think they'd learn their lesson with Candace Baker…"

"Apparently not. There's nothing we have on this girl. Not a spot in her history, any stains or soils. She's completely clean," Haley whined.

"I could fix that," Lucas proclaimed cockily with a suggestive smirk curling his pink lips.

"Ordinarily yes, because the women who occupy this area seem to mistake you as desirable. But no matter what Miss Davis thinks about you, it won't make a difference. She made a vow of chastity," Haley spelled out the situation.

"Yeah, so had every other virgin our school. Apparently, those don't apply to me."

"She made hers on national television during an episode of 20/20 dedicated to teen sex," Haley finished, slightly victoriously. It's not that she didn't want Brooke Davis ruined, she really did. It's just that she had pulled an all-nighter the previous night looking up anything and everything in the beautiful brunette's history, and there wasn't a single thing of interest to be found. She just didn't feel like giving Lucas the satisfaction of agreeing with him. He was self-satisfied enough as it was. She had known him a long time. It was safe to say that Haley James knew Lucas Scott inside and out, but it was surprising even to her when his eyes lit up at these words.

"She'll be my greatest victory," he murmured to himself with a far-away look in his eyes.

"You don't stand a chance," Haley smirked. Off his glance, she added. "What? This is out of even your league."

"Care to make a wager on that?"

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