They call it Lost and Found for a Reason

Maybe I Was Wrong?

Chapter Three

It was about ten o'clock when Nathan realized that the asshole he was couldn't live without the love of his life. Haley James. He knew that she work the late shift at that café so he went over. To apologize, screw that he was going to beg for forgiveness.

Nathan was walking and as soon as he turned on to the street the café was on he went into a full on sprint. A smile was plastered across his face. But it quickly faded when he saw her. She was with some guy, but they were flirting and laughing.

Then he thought, Haley is a nice friendly person, there has to be a liable explanation. Nathan was just about to walk up the steps, bust through that door and proclaim his love when he saw the guy write down something on a napkin and give it to her she put it in her pocket and smiled. A smiled that Nathan claimed as his, he thought he had been the only one that got that smile. Nathan couldn't watch anymore.

Nathan walked to the liquor store and put his fake ID to good use. The whole way there all he could think of was that his wife got some sleazy guy's number. Then after he want back home, and kicked back a few, the word wife changed to a variety of words; some of them slut, bitch and whore.

Haley rolled over to avoid the steady stream of sun light that hit her eye. Then all the events from last night flooded her mind. She bolted out of bed ad fast as she possibly could, not even pondering the fact that she went to bed with pajama bottom's on and was now in only a tee shirt and underwear.

"Brooke!" She screamed as she jumped on to her friend's ed on the other side of the room.

"What in god's name are you waking me up this early for tutor girl!" she pulled the blanket over her head.

"OK, do you remember two weeks ago when you told me that I should start to get back into the game? Ok, well, this really nice guy named Jack was in that café yesterday. And he asked me out to dinner. And I said that I had to call him back because I had to see if I could get out of something I had to do. It was a total lie I just needed to talk to you." At this point Haley was talking a mile a minute, and Brooke was on her knees diligently listening to Haley's account of last night. "So! What should I do!"

"I say just go. What bad could come from it? Right? You said it was just dinner, and he was a nice guy." She really thought that this would be good for Haley. "But he better come pick you up! I don't want any of that meet you there business. I need to meet him." Brooke teased.

"Are you sure, it's not to soon you think?" Haley was still unsure about that whole situation.

"Tutor girl, you're not going to sleep with him! You're just getting a free meal out of him. You really need to calm down." Brooke laughed.

Haley called Jack about a half hour after her and Brooke talked. He was going to pick her up at around seven. That gave Brooke five hours to turn Haley from 'sham to glam' as Brooke had said.

Brooke laid out five different outfits for Haley to pick from. She had narrowed it down to two, but then neither her nor Brooke could decide after that. So, of course they called Peyton.

"Ok Peyton, witch one says 'I want to look nice tonight, but that doesn't mean your getting laid'?" Haley asked nervously, as she held the two dresses ext to each other.

"I defiantly saw the red one. It's not slutty red, its autumn red, and the neckline is classic and I love how the bottom is all flowy." Peyton was going to go on about the red dress, but Brooke cut her of.

"Oh My God! Did you and Jake sleep together? Is that why your all 'everything is beautiful'? Gosh and your glowing!"

"You slept whit Jake? I thought you were talking things slow." Haley cut herself off. "Wait, wait, wait, please Jack is going to be here in like an hour! Can we please focus!" She yelled clapping her hands trying to hustle up both girls.

Forty five minutes later Haley, with the help of Peyton and Brooke, was dressed, and had her makeup and hair done to perfection. She stared at herself in the mirror. Her dress was a burnt umber huge, with a classic low round neck line. Her makeup was done naturally, Brooke made sure to put some of her Sophora shimmer dust around Haley's temples; and as always her hair was in. She was brought out of her trance by the obnoxious sound of the doorbell.

"Oh my god! You guys, he's here! Brooke answers the door! Now! Go!" She hit Brooke's arm considerably hard. Haley started pacing in the bedroom, back and forth, back and forth.

"OK Hales you have permission to leave! He's totally hot!" Brooke screamed as she made her way back to the bedroom. She didn't even bother to say hello. She and Haley passed her as she was walking. He was wearing an nice, pressed emerald green shirt with cargo kakis. He looked really hot she had to admit.

Jacks jaw practically hit the floor. 'I'm so getting laid tonight!' he thought to himself.