Author's Note: I try writing one of these every time I update. What the heck am I talking about? I always write these every time I update. LOL I see all the buzz in the reviews deals with our little miss sticky fingers better known as Sheryl. Okay so who loved Sheryl off from the day I introduced her? Admit it you know you want to? hahaha On another forum board I had reviewers think she was saintly, well not towards Brooke but you get what I mean. hahaha I tried making her seem peachy which she is but now we can add thief to her resume. Odd girl huh? lol

slimshadyzlady- lol collective reviews are cool! And I agree the inventor of story alert had their thinking cap on high speed that day. Un fortunately for me, my story alert doesn't really work...hmm I wonder why?shrugs oh well. I'm guessing you're referring to Peyton who should confront Jill and tell her about Sheryl's Oliver Twist moment. It does suck to be in the middle, you have to worry about hurting someone's feelings or doing the right thing. Tough tough!

brathanfan- thanks button! lol I'm the writer and I'm still contemplating why she did it. haha

FastFuriousChick- hahha still recovering from the Thanksgiving blues I see. lol Don't worry I accept your pie apology. Thanksgiving was in October for me so I'm in much need for pie. lol Her and Nate talking? Hmmm...sooner than you think...or not? lol

The sun shone down on the small town. The weather had been playing tricks on them the whole weekend. First they were battling harsh winds then all of a sudden the sun's rays were burning holes into them. Everyone hated the messed up climate but couldn't complain about the beautiful weather they were having on this fine morning. Everyone was wearing next to nothing to keep themselves from sweating to death. Instead of spending time indoors where the meter was having trouble telling the difference between the heater and the air conditioner, everyone flocked the front of the school.

Brooke and Peyton had propped themselves on the picnic table awaiting the morning bell, not even daring to step inside the school before hand. Peyton came early and attempted but once her foot hit the door it was as if her converse's were about to melt. Not taking her chance again like every other teenager, she waited outside until it was absolutely necessary they needed to head in. She was accompanied by Brooke shortly after, who never believed in the word 'fashionably late'. Her theory was always 'whoever thought silk could wait that long was seriously disturbed'. She embraced the odd weather by coming prepared in her shortest mini and floral halter. To Brooke it was summer all over again. Peyton on the other hand always had that always cold feeling. Yeah, to her it was scorching out but that didn't stop her from wearing jeans and her vintage leather jacket.

"Geez P.Sawyer quit being such an eskimo and show some of that skin."

"Brooke it's the end of November, it's supposed to be windy and rainy."

"Well it's not and you should be glad. The Gods have given you another chance to tan that pasty pale skin of yours."

Peyton rolled her eyes as she took off her jacket revealing her black tank. She really didn't feel like arguing with Brooke on the importance of the perfect bronze glow.

They watched as everyones cars and the school bus made it's way into the parking lot. Peyton was looking for her Lucas, whom she hadn't seen all weekend, while Brooke kept her eyes on her new issue of Cosmo only looking up once in awhile. She spotted Jill and Sheryl come in and that was enough looking around she needed. She already had to spend a whole night with her and that to her was more than enough.

"Yesterday night was a total disaster."

Peyton looked around wondering why Brooke brought that up, finally finding Jill and Sheryl by her jeep.

"Yeah it was."

"Bad enough I had to spend it with her which was no fun, but did we really have to go to that ratty pub with all those old geezers?"

"Sheryl was paying so she got to pick."

"Yeah with money she practically stole from her bestfriend."

"We don't know that."

"P.Sawyer you even saw it with your own eyes."

"Yeah but it could have been her bag not Jill's."

Brooke looked up from her magazine.

"1970 Chanel champagne laced clutch with pearls as a handle. About the size of a super wallet with a salmon ribbon weaved through the top buckle and lined with silk specially made in France?"

"I don't know about the lining but yeah that's how it looked like."

The brunette looked back at what she was reading.

"Yup that's Jill's"

"Maybe Sheryl borrowed it from her?"

Brooke shook her head.

"That's Jill's safe stash away. Whenever she has money she stores it in there. Coins are placed in her porcelain piggy bank. The gold one that looks like it's from China town."

Peyton was a little bewildered.

"How do you know all of this?"

"I hang out with her without you, you know. She's not only your friend, she's mine too. You're artisitcally and musically attached with her while we like to discuss brands and antiques. I don't want to be so skeptical about Sheryl too since Jill thinks so highly of her but like I said I get this weird feeling about her. Up until yesterday you felt the same way as Jill. Face the facts Peyton that girl's trouble with a captial T."

The blonde lowered her head as she nodded. It was just so weird how quickly she could be fooled by an innocent smile.

"Hey girlfriend you look like you need a pick me up kiss."

Peyton looked up smiling as she kissed Lucas. He was with Nathan and it looked like they had been jogging for they were all sweaty. How she loved her boyfriend all glistening.

"What's up?"

"Oh nothing just complaining about that wretched witch."

Brooke got out not even taking her eyes away from the magazine. They honestly didn't know how she did it, read and listen at the same time. Not to mention map out her new shopping list through each page.

Peyton had to correct her, "she means Sheryl."

"Yeah like what is she doing here? I could swear she has a school of her own. Shouldn't she be there instead of here ruining my life?"

Taking notice of Brooke's comment Nathan looked around. He figured Sheryl was there, for Brooke never talked about anyone unless she saw them, and if Sheryl was there then of course Jill would too. Why wouldn't she? She did go to their school after all.

To his speculations he was right. He saw them by her jeep laughing up a storm. He felt giddy inside as he marvelled her tanned body leaning against the man made vehicle, her black hair kept neatly by a thin black headband. She was wearing a short sleeved grey argyle cardigan that was buttoned up right below her breasts. She was wearing a white tank underneath but you could make out the v of her bosom as they peeked out a little from the top of the tank. He caught a glimpse of her curved backside in her black trouser shorts as she got up off the jeep and stood up. She was a very slim girl, but for her height and weight she had exquisite body structure. She must've felt preppy today he thought noticing, her white canvas keds propped on her feet. He wanted so badly to go over there and kiss her, but he knew that wasn't going to happen. Sighing he stared at her blue eyes that were gleaming in the light as it complemented her bright smile.

Of course next to her was her equally gorgeous bestfriend. The girls must have planned on complementing one another because Sheryl was wearing a green tank that hugged her body like it was piece of her own skin. She was a bit more chubbier than Jill with size D boobs. They were practically protuding out of her top. The green of the top complemented the gold specks in her blue eyes. Her jean skirt was almost non existent with it's minimal pieces of fabric. If Brooke thought her skirt was the ultimate mini, think again! She was wearing green argyle knee socks with canvas slip ons and her golden blonde hair dawned a white headband.

She always dressed to get noticed and it always worked for her. All the guys were practically drooling at the two girls mostly Sheryl. Jill didn't mind it, she never really liked all that hormonal attention. She liked being the more modest one out of the two. But just because Sheryl was reaping all the stares didn't mean Jill wasn't, oh she had her fair share of droolers too, including Nathan who was already planning which guy to beat up next for even looking in Jill's direction. Too caught up he forgot about the group of friends conversing around him.

"Earth to Nathan," Peyton waved her hand in front of him.

"Huh?"

"Wow boy toy you're like a zombie. Snap out of it, it's unattractive."

"Sorry, what's up?"

Peyton continued with what she was saying.

"I was asking if you noticed anything weird about Sheryl?"

"Sheryl? Nah she's cool I've had a chance to talk to her and she seems really nice. Plus since she's been here Jill's actually looked my way and smiled a bit. I can't complain there. Besides your boyfriend thinks she's hot."

Lucas' eyes widened as Peyton shot him a look. They had a good minute of fighting before they reconciled with a kiss.

"P.Sawyer saw her stealing money from Jill," Brooke got out as she filed her nails. She long put away her magazine. Everyone was too distracting, it was hard looking at Nanette Lepore's winter collection with the three babbling.

Both boys turned to look at Peyton for an explanation.

"I saw her two nights ago go into a bag and grab some money."

"How do you know it wasn't her bag?" Nathan couldn't help but defend the girl who was so nice to him.

"That's what I thought too, but she looked like she was up to no good."

"Like she was trespassing or something?"

"Yeah."

"I get that way when I go through Luke's stuff, and he lets me. If it was Jill's she probably knew about it."

Peyton nodded.

"Yeah you're right."

"I'm always right," he said cockily, "anyways I'm going to head in, I'll see you guys later."

The gang said their good byes warning him of the insane heat trapped in their school before watching him disappear.

Lucas turned to put his hands on Peyton's face.

"Nathan's right babe, don't think anything of it."

She nodded as he kissed her forehead, which meant he was off too.

"I won't," she smiled.

When Lucas was out of sight Brooke eyed her bestfriend, knowing exactly what she was thinking.

"You don't trust her do you?"

"Not by a long shot."

Brooke extended her hand motioning Peyton to do their secret girl hand shake. The blonde despised the little thing they had but went along. It seemed the right thing to do.

"Welcome to the club," Brooke smacked her shiny lips together.