A whole day of catching up wore the two girls out. They figured since they've missed out on each other's lives for the past two months, they'd make it up all in one fun filled day.

Jill was exasperated and so overcome with joy, she still looked starry eyed. She loved Tree Hill and she loved the new friends she's made, but she did miss the life she'd once known, the one back in Charlotte. Watching Brooke and Peyton and Tim and Nathan everyday gave her enough motive to feel a little home sick. Well, not really when she hung out with Nathan because hanging around him was enough to make anyone forget everything else, but since their falling out she'd been a little down. That was all about to change with Sheryl in town. How she missed her outspoken bestfriend.

Sheryl was like Jill in many ways but in many ways was she also different. Kind of like Peyton and Brooke, two different girls who shared an uncommon but likely bond. They had met when they were in middle school, their Betsy Johnson days they liked to call it. Both girls came from different elementary schools, Jill a public school and Sheryl a prestigous private school. Sheryl had come into a new environment she wasn't at all used to. She was more of a spoiled brat who fancied name brands and getting her way, while Jill on the other hand grew up in that whole environment. Since her father was principal at various public schools I guess it was only mandatory that she'd attend one as well. The reality was her parents especially her mother wanted to have Jill study in private so that she'd grow up into a refined lady, but Jill wouldn't have it. She had always been so outspoken. She made a plea with her parents when she was a mere child that they'd make a compromise, she'd prove herself to grow up a refined young lady, but they'd have to let her do it on her own terms. She was always one to prove her point, and majority of the time she was right.

Right off the bat Jill became known as the strong willed girl who was only eleven at the time but it seemed she had the mind of a twenty five year old. She joined many clubs and even ran for student body president, which she won by a land slide taking the title from Shawna Hunts. Sheryl on the other hand, also eleven looked like she was twenty five, running around in mini skirts. She didn't want to join any clubs nor take part in any activity, she was just too posh for that whole scene. Jill was surrounded by a bunch of people while Sheryl had a few girls known as her followers. Even with all the glamour of being loved by everyone Jill never took it like a bad seed, she stayed respected in Charlotte. She hardly went to jams and when she did she was responsible. She was never a floosy like Sheryl, now that girl was just too wild to tame. Everyone thought she was such a skank but Jill saw otherwise. She saw a scared girl who wanted attention, because it seemed she lacked that from her family. The thing was, she was looking for it in all the wrong places, and she was right. Jill confronted the girl one night at a party but was rudely cussed out when Sheryl found her approach rather offensive. Knowing it was nothing like that, she continued because well Jill was always persuasive, but there was only so much someone can help. Finally backing off she gave up but let Sheryl know she'd be there.

Looking at the outcome, it's pretty obvious the two worked things out. Jill offered moral support which Sheryl so badly needed, and that's how their friendship started. Pretty cliche, a classic movie kind of a tale, but it was real and that's how it happened. From then they took on the world with the nicknames Betty and Veronica, the alias their classmates gave them. It was ironic though, since Betty the blonde was more Jill while Veronica was more of Sheryl. Everyone was envious of both of them. How could they not? They were gorgeous! Jill had the brains, the beauty, and most definitely the personality. It was hard to hate her because she was so nice. Sheryl on the other hand was nicer all thanks to Jill but she had her fair share of conniptions. She was the epitome of all blondes. Her hair always flowed so perfectly, credit went to her weekly visits with her salon stylist and her clothes all branded from Europe. She was ostentatious and she flaunted it, while Jill was more demure. It was always like that.

"I still can't believe you're here."

"In the flesh," Sheryl smiled as she brushed her locks.

The girls were so pooped they were ready for bed. Jill had already tucked herself in, Sheryl was still prepping. Jill laughed it off, cause it was so Sheryl like to sleep pretty.

"I'm glad you came. It's so hard watching Brooke and Peyton be all bestfriend like and not be a smidge jealous. I love those girls but everytime I see them together, I miss you guys back home."

"No need to be jealous, I'm here. Plus to be jealous of that girl just no no Jill don't," she was referring to Brooke.

"I like her. She may come off outlandish, but if you give her the chance you'd love her."

"I doubt it. The Peyton girl seems cool though, I don't mind her. She's blonde like me and since I'm cool, you can't go wrong there."

Jill scoffed throwing a pillow at her.

"That's so like you to compare hair color."

Sheryl giggled as she hopped into the other side of the bed.

"So how's everything without me, what have you been doing here?"

"Umm the usual, I go to school, go to work, do my work when I get home from work."

Sheryl fake snored.

"Boring! Give me the details with the guy status around here, you talking to Vegas again?"

"I will never talk to Vegas again, just saying his name sends me up the wall. And guys I don't know, I've only hung out with Nathan so far."

"You guys close?"

"Yeah but not anymore."

"I knew I sensed something akward between the two of you, what's up?"

"We just had a falling out that's all."

Sheryl knew Jill was lying. Bestfriends always knew best.

"Whatever, you like him don't you?"

Jill's eyes widened.

"What? Where'd that come from?"

"Just answer the question."

"No I don't have to."

"Because you know you do. you wouldn't be all bumbed if you didn't."

"We're just friends."

"Yeah I'm sure, whatever makes you sleep better at night."

"Uggh, okay fine maybe a little."

Sheryl jumped up from her spot.

"Ah ha, I knew it. Okay so what's the problem then?"

"I don't want to get hurt again."

"So you like him a lot then?"

"What does it matter?"

"A lot, Jill you don't just like someone. it's take you a long time. You're very picky like that."

"It won't work out okay. We're not even friends right now and it just..it just won't okay so drop it. "

"Why?"

Jill turned around to face the wall.

"Just drop it. I'm not about to get hurt again and lay my heart out on the line."

"It doesn't happen all the time."

"Yeah it does, relationships suck. They ruin everything"

"But Jill."

"Just drop it."

Her voice was stern making Sheryl back off. When Jill was upset it was best to stay away, and that's what she did.

"Okay, goodnight," she turned around to sleep on her side.

Jill stared at the wall. She couldn't sleep. Was Sheryl right? Nathan was different and she knew it, but why was she so scared then? She liked him, she liked him a lot. The thing keeping her guard up was the heart break. What if Nathan was just like Vegas? Vegas was once nice and he completely fooled her. She didn't want to be duped again, which is why she ignored him. Yeah it was because she didn't want to interfere with his life but there was the part that she never told anyone, the part being she felt something for him. Ever since he made a shot for her that night at the game, she couldn't stop thinking about him, which is why she needed to stay away. The first sign of falling for someone, she couldn't risk it, she just couldn't.