After spending the rest of the weekend in the comfort of her own home, Haley felt mutual about going to school. On the one hand it might keep her mind off of her life, but it also meant being in the presence of males other than Nathan and Lucas. And being in school also meant she wasn't alone in the apartment, which was also the reason as to why she was continuing to go to cheer practice.

"Hey, you ready to go?" Brooke asked coming from the bathroom and into the kitchen, breaking Haley from her thoughts.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

"If anything happens or you need to leave we're all a phone call away. I think you'll do okay." Brooke told her reassuringly.

The two arrived at school and headed to the gym where the basketball and cheer team were beginning to filter in. The guys were clad in shorts and tanks while the girls opted for form fitting sweatpants and tee's, all except for Haley who was in comfortable jeans and Lucas' "Keith's Auto" hoodie.

"Good to see you here Hales." Lucas greeted and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"I, couldn't be alone at the apartment." She offered, removing herself from his embrace and making her way to the bleachers where she would remain through the duration of the practice.

"SCOTT" Whitey barked at the end of practice. "Not you two. The Mrs." He clarified after seeing the Scott boys look at him in anticipation. Haley slowly looked around nervously before removing herself from the bleachers and made her way towards the coach. "The rest of you hit the showers."

"Yes sir?" She asked meekly.

"How you holdin' up?" He asked gently.

"Um…"

"Haley the staff has been made aware of what happened at the last game."

"What?"

"Probably not what you wanted but we needed to know. Your peers don't know, that's your story to tell."

"Great." Haley muttered.

"You're gonna be okay Scott. And the door's always open." Whitey finished as Nathan, Brooke and Peyton emerged from the locker rooms.

"Hey girly, you ready?" Brooke asked as she met where Whitey and Haley were talking.

"Yea, thanks coach." Haley let a small smile show before letting Brooke link arms and pull here out the doors.

"What'd Whitey want?"

"Wanted to know how I was. Apparently all the teachers know what happened." Haley replied solemnly.

"Sweet, you never have to homework again."

"Brooke, I don't want any special treatment. I'd rather no one know." Haley explained harshly as the warning bell rang.

"Right. Sorry."

"Walk to class?" Nathan offered.

"It's Nathan." Peyton whispered encouragingly noticing Haley's uneasiness.

"Yea, sure." Haley accepted, exhaling a deep breath as she braced herself for the day.