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Chapter 3. Destroy the Tutor

Sleep was becoming harder and harder. She didn't know that thinking about Nathan as more than a friend would be possible. Did she want him? No. That was impossible. They were too much alike. That was the reason why she felt so attracted to him. He was her, in pants.

For the second time in one night, Brooke found herself walking outside. She did this a lot when she was just a little kid. She loved it, just looking at the sky filled with thousands of beautiful stars.

What brought her feet to this place? She strolled down to the Rivercourt, her hands dug deep in her pockets. With one hand she grabbed a cigarette and placed it in her mouth. She went over to one of the picnic tables, finding another figure sitting there.

She rolled her eyes when she saw who it was. Nathan Scott. This was just great.

"What are you doing here?" She asked coldly and scaring the shit out of him. He turned his head and smiled when he saw her.

"Just thinking about some things." He replied before turning his head back to the river. "And since when are you smoking?"

Drawing her cigarette up to her mouth Brooke took a slow drag as she watched the sky. "Since I was twelve. I just don't smoke in public."

"That's the biggest bullshit I've heard in a long time."

"Bite me Scott." She snarled through gritted teeth. "I'm asking you again, what are you doing here?" She took another drag from the cigarette and waited for him to answer the question.

"I was serious when I told you I was here to think about some things." She cocked an eyebrow and he sighed. "Ok, you caught me. I was also drowning my troubles." He mumbled the last part when he saw her smirking.

"That's what I thought. Vodka from the 'secret drawer'?" Brooke teased. His shocked face was just too funny.

"How do you know about that?"

"Come on, you know me. I know everything about you and your secrets." Brooke's intense stare bore into him, as if searching for some kind of reaction in his eyes, before she hollered out, "Did you really think your girlfriend drank all the bottles all alone?" She let out a laugh.

"Well, I thought I did." He answered sheepishly.

"I thought so." Shaking her head bitterly at him she spat, "God you're pathetic."

"Shut up." He simply replied in a flat tone.

"Not till you give me some of that stuff."

His green eyes widened in surprise, "You can't be serious."

With a mysterious little grin she strode over to him. Leaning over to him she started giggling. She nuzzled her nose against his neck and told him "Oh but I am."
His heart started beating faster when he felt her breath against his neck.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me." He replied with his eyes closed, still thinking about her actions.

"I think I do." Her green eyes twinkled in wicked amusement as she grabbed the bottle and without thinking she took a large sip. She felt the alcohol burning in her throat immediately.

"I think you're the one who's pathetic. Look at you… Drinking and smoking. You're not the good girl I thought you were."

Her jaw tightening she replied "That's because you don't know me."

"Oh but I think I do." He cried out mockingly. "Jesus Brooke! You're nothing but a fucking alcoholic."

"Blah Blah Blah." Brooke answered him with a phony smile as she sat back down on the picnic table to take another sip. "You know I'm not the perfect, good girl as I pretend to be. You know I fk who I want, you know I get what I want and you can't do anything about it. So just stop pretending you didn't know all that. Oh and by the way, I'm not an alcoholic. I just like to drink once in a while because I'm bored out of my mind." She ranted.

He clapped his hands slowly. "Great speech. So let me ask you the question you asked me earlier. What are you doing here?"

She smiled before answering, "I'm doing the same thing."

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"Hello my dear friend! Whatcha doing?" Brooke asked happily. Last night was fun for Brooke and Nathan. They just talked till three in the morning and they had a lot of fun. When Brooke woke up this morning, she found herself in a good mood. She had no idea if it had something to do with Nathan, but she didn't care. She was never in a good mood so this felt… Right.

"Get the fk out of my room!" Peyton yelled and threw a pillow at Brooke who easily ducked the flying pillow and chuckled to herself.

"What's up with you?"

Brooke's calm reaction seemed to calm Peyton down a little bit. She sighed and looked down.

"I don't know." She shrugged.

Brooke knew that something was on her mind so she flopped next to her best friend on the bed and gave her a hug. Looking straight into her eyes she asked it again.

"I-I think Nathan doesn't want me anymore." Peyton replied sheepishly. Sure, Peyton wasn't into Nathan but the thought of him dumping her was disturbing. Plus the fact that Peyton wasn't planning on breaking up any time soon. Luckily for Brooke, Peyton hadn't noticed Brooke's guilty look.

"Oh uhm… Why do you think that?" She asked carefully.

"I don't know, he's just acting.. Weird. Yesterday he blew me off for no reason, saying something about him needing to think."

"If he said that then I'm sure he means it." Brooke said confidentially. She rubbed Peyton's back as Peyton continued the story about Nathan. Brooke wasn't paying much attention to it, her mind drifted away after only a few sentences. She thought about it for a minute. Did Nathan really want her so badly that he wanted to break things off with Peyton?

"…So what do you think B. Davis? Should I break up with him before he has the chance to break up with me first?" Peyton ended her little rant.

"No!" Brooke replied quickly with her voice raising. "I don't think he wants to dump you. You're too cute. He wants you and only you."

"Thanks B, maybe I'm just overreacting." She shook her curly hair and looked down again. "There was this tutor though, I don't know her name exactly, I thought it was Hayle or Haley or something. Anyway, I saw her talking to Nate a few days ago and she was touching his arm and he was smiling and…" She closed her eyes for a second "He was flirting with her, not the flirting he does with all girls, but the real flirting." Peyton looked up to face Brooke, who's face was filled with concern and anger. Concern for her friend and anger to Nathan and that Haley girl.

Brooke's face went dark as she started speaking, "Don't worry Peyt, we're going to destroy that stupid tutor. We're going to make her life a living hell and when we're done with her, she's going to wish she was never born."

Walking trough the halls of Tree Hill High, Haley found herself enjoying the last few days on school. The classes were interesting but dead boring and the teachers were all very nice. Except the students. They treated her like she was nothing. Until a few days ago, she was tutoring this guy Nathan, who was a fox and the most popular guy in school. The most shocking thing was, he was really nice to her. And he was really funny too. And God, his eyes. She could totally get lost in them.

Daydreaming, Haley didn't notice the two people walking right next to her, one at her left side and the other at her right. When one started speaking, Haley jumped up to see who was talking to her.

"Oh look! I think we found our Tutor Girl, Peyt. What was her name again? Helga right?"

Peyton had the urge to slap the little girls pretty face but she didn't. "No, I think her name was Holly. Right Holly?" They both looked at the girl who was red from embarrassment.

"Actually, my name is…" She started but was interrupted by the brunette.

"Hayle!"

"No wait I think was…" Peyton lowered her face looked the girl right in the eye. Whispering, she told the girl "soon to be dead."

Brooke had to admit that watching that girl squirm was quite funny. But when Tutor Girl's face went from red to white, she felt nothing but guilt.

This was all her fault. Nathan wasn't into this 'nothing', he was into her. And the worst thing was, she knew it. She was about to destroy the life of an innocent girl, just to safe her friendship.

Now that was fucked up.

"What- What do you guys want from me?" Haley asked scared to death.

"Oh, it's nothing actually. Just don't tutor Nathan anymore, find someone else. Don't talk to him cause when you do…" She pushed Haley a little so her books fell on the ground "we'll ruin your little perfect life." She smirked as she watched Haley picking up the books.

Brooke watched when a cute, blonde guy walked towards them as she let Peyton continue with all the 'mean talk'.

"What's going on here? Haley?"

Before Haley could speak, Brooke interrupted her by practically throwing herself at the blonde guy. "Hi, I don't think we've been introduced. I'm Brooke Davis, and what's your name handsome?" She flirted as she touched his chest.

The guy was not impressed by her cute looks and flirting, he just watched Haley picking up her books in a hurry.

"Hales? What did they do?"

"Oh, she dropped her books, it's nothing. We were just talking to her about how much we loved her hair. Isn't that right eh… Haley?"

"R-right."

"Are you sure?" Brooke couldn't help but notice the concern in his voice.

"I'm fine. Come on Lucas, walk me to class… Please?" Clutching her best friend's arm in desperation Haley almost pleaded.

Brooke stepped in front of them and looked Lucas straight in the eye. "So you're Lucas. We definitely need to hang out some time. You know, get to know each other a little bit." She winked at touched his arm lightly. "Come on P. Sawyer, we don't want to be late for class."

"Yeah, you're right. Bye Holly!" Peyton said with fake enthusiasm as she waved bye.

"Her name is Haley." Lucas spoke as he shot Peyton a dirty look.

"Whatever, come on Brooke."

"Bye Luke! I'll see you soon!"

He was definitely interesting.

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