"Brooke I don't think that's a good idea, I mean if you try to incorporate more moves into the sequence the girls are going to be exhausted before the closing jump."

"But Pey we need to beat Oakland and I know if we attempt this then we'll for sure be in the first rank."

"Think about the girls, they can't pull it off not in that small amount of time we have on the floor."

The blonde was frustrated. She knew Brooke was appointed head captain of the cheerleading squad because of her dance and leadership skills not to mention co-ordination but sometimes she forgot what the other girls could handle. She sometimes mistook the girls for mechanical robots who could do anything with a switch of a button and not human beings who have limits. Peyton noticed this in her best friend over the years from observing her as co-captain. She sometimes had to step up when Brooke would think the inevitable for the team. However Peyton never really much cared about being the actual head captain, she sometimes never knew her reason for being apart of the cheerleading squad in the first place. She had just somehow been thrusted into the jock popularity crowd back in freshman year, of course with the help of her perky best friend. Peyton always wanted to fade away in the background and be alone. She was always content in solitude, away from people, and emotions.

"They can handle it, trust me."

Peyton rolled her eyes, "Whatever," she was at her wits end trying to convince Brooke to ditch her new routine, "Do what you want to do, you are after all captain."

"That's right I am captain and I can propose anything I want but best friend you're my co. and you're not agreeing with me."

"Of course I'm not siding with you on this Brooke, it's too complicated and our squad is not properly equipped for such extreme moves."

"Why can't you just give it a try and let me go through with this?"

Peyton threw her arms up in frustration, "What's the point in me giving my opinion when all you're going to do is let it go in one ear and out the other."

"You're being so complicated Pey, have faith in me."

Leaning against her locker she sighed. She had nothing left to say, once Brooke made up her mind that was that and there was nothing anyone could do to change it. Looking to her left she felt the biggest sigh of relief release within her as she spotted Nathan and Jill heading their way. Finally she could block out Brooke's ranting.

"Hey guys what's up?"

"Nothing just discussing Brooke's routine for the squad."

Jill mouthed an 'oh' and nodded.

"Yeah a sure fire plan might I add that she doesn't agree with," Brooke shot Peyton a look before suddenly turning back to Jill, "hey you should join model girl, you'd be a great flyer."

Jill was terrified by the statement Brooke had just proposed, "uhh I-I don't."

"That's a great idea, Jill you should join the squad," Nathan interrupted in excitement.

Jill regained her composure, "Yeah no."

"Why not?"

"I just I don't see myself shaking pompoms and doing splits."

"You do know there's more than that, we have tournaments," Brooke defended her passion.

"No I know I have no problems with cheerleading it's just."

"It's just what?"

"I'm not a cheerleader that's all."

Peyton looked at Jill. She was the first girl ever to pass down the opportunity that so many girls would grab in a heartbeat. The opportunity to be part of the elite and prestigious cheer team that supported their school through games and cheer tournaments. Peyton was left in awe and it seemed Nathan as well who was giving the same stunned look as Peyton.

"Okay well if you ever change your mind tell me."

Now Brooke was being understanding, Peyton couldn't take it all in. Usually she would push into getting her way especially when it came to cheerleading but with Jill she just gave up. Why was that?

Jill smiled, "I will," changing the subject to avoid the awkward looks she was getting from Nathan and Peyton, "Umm Peyton you were going to show me your sketches."

"Huh? Oh right yeah," she reached into her locker and grabbed out her sketchbook, "It's just some ideas I was playing around with."

"Most great pieces come from doodling."

Peyton smiled and nodded.

The three girls browsed through Peyton's drawings while Nathan catching a glimpse of Lucas excused himself for a minute to talk to him.

"Yo Luke."

"Hey Nate," he opened his locker, "You ready for today?"

"Today? Ready for what?"

"You didn't hear?"

Nathan was oblivious to what Lucas was saying, "No hear what?"

"Coach is calling in an early meeting for the ball team, he wants us to be in the gym in like 5 minutes."

"How come I never heard of this?"

Luke shrugged, "I don't know, you coming right?"

"Uhh yeah I just got to go tell Jill."

Luke nodded as he closed his locker and headed towards the girl's with Nathan. They were still admiring Peyton's work.

"Hey Jill," Nathan interrupted.

She looked up, "yeah?"

"Whitey's called in an early meeting, and it's kind of important I go. Is it okay if we go after practice, I'll pick you up at your house and."

Jill interrupted, "Go," she giggled," I'll meet you at my place."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?"

Brooke barged in offering her piece, "Go boy toy we'll take care of her don't worry."

Nathan still a little hesitant, "Okay I'll pick you up after."

Jill nodded.

The boys said their byes and left for the gym.

Peyton laughed, "wow he never asked my permission when we were going out."

"That's cause you didn't care," Brooke replied.

"Uhh yeah I did."

"Well then it's cause HE didn't care."

Peyton laughed and nodded.

"Wow was he that bad?" Jill was stunned to hear all the info about Nathan, the sweet guy she'd been hanging out with used to be known as the biggest jerk around.

"He was worse than bad," Peyton put her arm around Jill's, and Brooke did the same on her other side, a girl sandwich with Jill in the middle. The three girls giggled and took off down the hall, destination; anywhere but school.