This is a VERY short one for now, but I hope you guys enjoy it!

Peyton finally got to Karen's. She had stopped on her way on the CD's store and now was rushing to make up for her lost time, she didn't want to see a hungry and cranky Brooke. She walked straight to the counter.

"Hey, Karen."

"Hi, Peyton. What brings you here?"

"Hunger" she smiles, "Can you get me two double chocolate milkshakes and a couple of chocolate chips cupcakes?"

"Sure. But, are you really that hungry?" she asked lifting an eyebrow, playfully.

Peyton giggled, "Trust me, I could be. But it's for me and Brooke. She's at the Tric waiting, so..."

"I'll make it fast" Karen nodded and turned around to take her order.

While waiting, Peyton turned around and leaned her back at the counter, sighing and glancing around just when Rachel walked in. Terrific., she thought. Walking and smiling at her direction, Rachel took a lean next to her.

"Just who I was looking for."

"Hello, Rachel" Peyton forced to sound nice.

"I was just wondering when are you gonna give me an answer for that great chat we had the other day."

"What chat?"

"About the squad? Remember how we were talking about what's best for us all?"

"You know what, drop it, dude" Peyton shook her head shrugging, "You're not gonna get what you're planning to get anyway."

"I'm not planning anything" Rachel got somewhat serious, "I'm just trying to do the best for the squad for a change. Since all Brooke thinks about it's herself! We have a great routine, ok? Even I can admit that. But we're short one cheerleader and for that we got a gap right in the middle of the choreography. I'm just trying to do the right thing here."

"By kicking out the one person who saved our butts at the Nationals last year? I don't know if anyone told you but Theresa got chickenpox last year on the day of the competition. And if it wasn't for Haley..."

"To join in the last minute and save your butts, you'd be screwed. Yeah, I know that" Rachel cut her in annoyed, "But if I'm not mistaken, you also lost last year."

"We kicked ass with our presentation, ok? We didn't win the main award, but Brooke won as best original choreography."

"Yeah, Brooke. She thinks she owns the squad or something. But this is a democracy" Rachel said with a proud tone on her voice.

Peyton scoffed and smirked, "Oh wake up, Hillary Clinton! This is high school, not a democracy."

Karen came back with Peyton's order and handed it to her.

"Here you are."

"Thanks, Karen" she said picking it up and turned to Rachel, "But you should hold on to that thought. Whatever keeps you going, right?" she shook her head and left the café.