READ THIS: I've have recently allowed anonymous reviews so anyone who reads this can now review it! Ok im a review whore! Pointed out kindly by Maliced Animosity…ya damn les-bean! Anyhoo I hope you like this chapter sorry it took a while, I had coursework, and illness and writer's block and a social life. Aha! Just kidding on that last one haha im laughing at myself…
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WARNING THINGY: I am the reverend of the lord and I say that if two women shall be doing the hokey pokey it shall be blessed by the great one! Can I get an amen! ….Just so you know im not really a reverend and I'm not making the "great one" accept anything. Please don't smite me.
Chapter 5:
When dreams come true, heart attacks ensue
"Mmmm hello Mr Sunshine", Haley sang sweetly as her waking body stretched and twisted beneath the magnificent light pouring from between the blinds of her bedroom window. Her eyes closed against the glare of the sun as her hands twirled lazily above her head like a sleepy ballerina. Her knuckles tapped lightly on the headboard as Haley hummed the tune of the song playing from her alarm clock.
It was fair to say Haley James was in a very good mood.
Haley waltzed out into the hall and down to the kitchen where she passed a much less cheery Taylor and bumped butts with her. Haley had gone from humming to all out singing now, "I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and gay!" she paused at the last word and giggled at the irony of it.
"Oh god she's singing at eight in the morning," Taylor groaned," Did you get laid last night or summin'?", she asked surveying her overly happy sibling though weary eyes.
"And I pity, any girl who isn't me today" Haley ignored her and ended in a deep tone for dramatic effect.
"Lalalalalala-fa-dee-da right back at ya Hales" Taylor grumbled, slouching down onto the kitchen counter. Haley just rolled her eyes at her hung over older sister.
"Someone did some serious boozing last night didn't they," Haley shock her head and tutted mockingly, "What am I gonna do with you hmm?" Taylor was desiring nothing more than to slap the big, fat,shit-eating grin off her sister's face as she watched her rummage through a cupboard.
You look like you need a few dozen aspirins
"Uh huh"
You also look like a bag of walking crap, but that's neither here nor there…
"Gahh leave me with my migraine you bitch. Go bother Haley she's in a good mood all of a sudden, but I'm really wayyyy too out of it to care or be suspicious", and with that Taylor pretty much passes out on the counter. Haley just laughs and sorts through the different brands of cereal above her.
Watcha doin? Ooh! Frosties! They're grrrrrreat. No wait, they're stale. Why Tony, why would you lie to me!
"Aww, denied sugary goodness always a bummer"
Life has lost all meaning I'm gonna go sulk in the fridge
Haley decided on cornflakes and poured some of the golden flakes into a ceramic bowl. She got the milk out the fridge and let it soak her crunchy meal, ignoring the gibbering writer inside.
Can't trust anybody, everything's a conspiracy, the tiger lied to me, liiiied…
"Tay…" Haley called to her passed out sister, "Wake up Tay before you choke on your own drool". That did the trick as the downed brunette suddenly shot up and banged her head on the open cupboard door.
"Ahh no my migraine just made friends and they're having a rock concert on my brain" Taylor moaned pitifully. "Sorry Hales I have to go back to bed before my skull cracks open, I know not the prettiest mental images. So ill leave you to act like an overzealous retard while I nap, have fun" She said with a half-hearted mock wave.
"I will drunky" Haley grinned madly back.
"Ugh, why did I listen to Carl, "have just one more he said, what's the harm?" I am so gonna kill his ass tomorrow…"
Haley watched her sister go amusedly while munching her cereal. A high pitched beep caught her attention and she wiped a dribble of milk from her chin when Haley realised it was the beeper from Brooke calling for her. She put her breakfast down and picked the small device up; the image of a happy face greeted her on the screen with the words: B-D has sent you a message!
Well derr, Haley thought, Hmm I need to give this thing a name I can't just keep calling it beeper! Haley mused on the concept of names for her beeper and began speaking them aloud, "Beepy? Na too crap…Jeff…too boring…The Haley Buddy!", she exclaimed excitedly, then frowned. "No…too stupid hmm it needs to be original but not cheesy…oh I know! Indigo! That's like my third favourite colour…or something"
Well it works anyway, Haley concluded with a smile, Indigo, my little gateway to the beautiful Brooke Davies…speaking of whom, she sent me a message like five minutes ago and I still haven't looked. Look eyes look!
Her eyes did as commanded as she clicked the button to view Brooke's message, it read:
B: I hope you're up because I have plans with you, devilishly evil plans…xx
Haley almost spat her mouthful of soggy cornflakes everywhere at the sight of Brooke's words and had to opt for swallowing them while she coughed in protest.
Trust Brooke to make me choke on cereal by saying the simplest thing.
She began frantically typing back a message.
H: I'm scared. Please explain your need to be devilishly evil with me?
B: Oh so you are awake! I was about to give up hope and just come kick ya lazy ass outta bed. :D
H: Yeah I was naming my beeper…don't ask, anyway these plans you spoke of…
B: Aww you're too cute!
H: Stop avoiding my questions! And thank you for the compliment.
B: Oh yeah, well since it's such a lovely day I thought me, you and Peyton could go on a serious mall raid. That photo of me and you from our past major shopping frenzy made me miss it. I mean we have soooo much fun and you can't deny it! So whatdya say? Huh? Be my crazy shopping buddy for the day? I promise any devilish evilness will be in within the borders of what's appropriate in public…. :P
Haley had to stop and admire that last marathon babble from Brooke, she could instantly tell that she wouldn't be able to say no…not that she wanted to. When it came to the head cheerleader's persuasion tactics there was never any mercy. An "I thought" translated into "you vill come with me or die!". Haley wondered why she was suddenly seeing Brooke in a Nazis uniform. More worryingly why the hell am I finding it hot! Bad brain bad!
H: Of course I'd love to come and watch you drown in designer shoes Brooke, but this crazy shopping buddy is in need of some clothes, I don't think any one at the mall thinks pyjamas are "so in this year".
B: So you're in pjs…
Just at the moment Haley's doorbell rang and she got up swiftly to answer it. The moment she opened the door it was shoved open so that whoever it was had a clear view of Haley.
"Wow. Cute and hot, is that legal?" Brooke said impishly as she looked Haley up and down, who was wearing just a pyjama top and short shorts that had the words: Smarty pants written on them.
"You've been outside the whole time?" Haley asked as she blushed profusely, "I'm not even ready I'm all…under dressed an' stuff…" she trailed off as Brooke's gaze still hadn't reached her face. "Hey Miss ogling-me-too-much my face is up here!"
Brooke snapped out of her trance reluctantly. "Sorry, I was just noting how…"under dressed" you are" she said biting on her tongue in a mischievous way.
"Well can you do that inside; you're letting the cold in and as you can so obviously see I'm not wearing the right kind of attire for this weather", Haley said curtly, letting Brooke inside and closing the door. Haley shivered slightly from the bitter wind that had intruded into her home.
Brooke noticing this gave Haley a big hug elicited a small scream from the smaller girl, "Brooke your hands are f-f-freezing!"
"Oops! My bad Hales" she said as she pulled back and rubbed her palms together hoping to warm them up.
"Na uh you ain't hugging me again till I'm clothed appropriately", But Brooke just put out her arms as if inviting another embrace and put on her puppy dog eyes. "No Brooke! I said no! Ahh, they're still cold!" Haley cried as she ran into her bedroom trying to escape the ice queen B.
Brooke chuckled as Haley tossed a pillow at her head. "Okay, okay I'll keep my hands away from the hotness that is you; now let's get you dressed…" Brooke declared as she began looking through Haley's wardrobe. "Ooh! This is perfect" she exclaimed suddenly, throwing a green sweater and a long sleeve top Haley's way.
Haley also approved and began to get ready to put them on when she realised Brooke was still standing in her room, smiling at her innocently. "Oh no, there's no way I'm letting you watch me change Pervy McPervington, out!"
Brooke huffed sulkily and walked out the room pulling the door closed to the point it was slightly ajar. Haley turned away from the door and began to lift up her top then stopped.
"Brooke I can hear you giggling, close the door and quit peeking!"
Another loud huff was followed by the catch in the door locking.
God I would have let her watch if it didn't make me seem like such a pervy freak, Haley thought as she began to change, It amazes me how a straight girl like her can be so flirtatious with other girls. Must be the cheerleader gene in her or maybe I really am just that hot and cute…naaa, the idea that any girl could like me just for my personality and looks sounds like the writings of a madman!
Muffled from the fridge I heard that bitch!
Haley laughed out loud and shook her head as she finished changing and picked up her purse from beside her bed.
"What took you so long, I swear you just took your time to tease me", Brooke insisted. Haley just rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Come on pervy lets go waste all our money in the wonders of the mall" Haley replied tugging Brooke along with her out of the house.
Haley ducked for the millionth time to avoid the barrage of bags as Brooke swung wildly around, entranced by all the high profile stores.
Peyton laughed as Haley straightened up again only to be hit by the other hand full of bags of designer merchandise. The brunette stared daggers at the back of Brooke's head and continued to do so even when she turned to face her.
"Isn't it magical" Brooke sighed with glazed over eyes, completely missing the uber-glare coming her way. This only made Haley grumped as she let out a sound to air out her frustration.
Stifling her laughter, Peyton slung an arm around Brooke, "If Haley was Clark Kent right now she'd be firing two red death rays right at you" she nodded over in Haley's direction. Brooke focused on the girl in question and cocked her head in confusion.
"What's up Hales, you don't look in the happy shoppy mood?"
"Well maybe if Gucci wasn't smacking its label into my head every few seconds I'd be a little more cheery!" Haley fumed," Shoe heels in the head, not the best smile makers" she finished in a sarcastic tone. Brooke gave a guilty smile and slung her heavy arm around the smaller girl's waist.
"I'm sorry Hun, you know how I get in the mall. I just kinda…forget myself" she explained, biting her bottom lip. It made her look so hot that Haley's anger all but disappeared.
"Well okay…" Haley replied sulkily not having the heart to stay mad at Brooke for more than a few minutes. "But just so you know, Gucci is hitting me in the knee now". Brooke looked down and realised her low hung arm was indeed bashing the crap out of poor Haley's knee caps.
"Damn my parent's credit cards!" Brooke said with a laugh untangling herself from Haley, "Don't worry I'll calm down on the shopping frenzy now." She turned to look at a large clothes store to her left."Oh my god a sale!" she exclaimed wildly as if the last twenty sales she'd paid visit to hadn't existed.
Haley groaned in despair at the thought of trailing after Brooke in ANOTHER shop with MORE designer labels. "Why does this seem less fun then it used to be Pey?" she asked the blonde beside her as they reluctantly followed the crazed cheerleader.
"Well we've probably just caught Brooke on an insane day and you're feeling the full effects of it" Peyton mused, "Or maybe you just wish Brooke was paying more attention you then all these pretty clothes" she said coyly whilst fingering the material of a top near her.
"Peyton!", Haley panicked as Brooke approached them with several cloth items slunk over her head since her hands were full.
"Hey guys, I'm just gonna try these on I won't be two secs I promise!" she said dumping all her bags with the two girls. "Oh my god I soo can't believe I didn't buy this before!" Brooke squeaked before dashing off to try it on.
And I like, sooooo can't believe I didn't buy these shoes so I could kick myself in the head for not buying them a month ago!
"Well if it isn't the return of Mr Sarcastic" Haley dead panned, "Get tired of the fridge did we?"
Well yeah. It got to the point when the frozen yoghurt started talking back to me that I freaked and decide to come bug you.
"How thoughtful"
Meh, what's so great about the mall anyway is just a huge money guzzling monster, entrapping the souls of the small minded youths of today. Oh my god half price on all Twinkies! I am so there!
"It would have been funnier if he was joking…" Peyton said in amazement as the writer exploded into a stack of Twinkies across the other side of the mall.
Brooke returned already wearing one of the tops she'd picked up and noticed the bored look on Haley's face from a distance. Ah crap, this was meant to be a thing for me and her to bond and as per usual I've made it all about me, Brooke thought guiltily, I blame Gucci and Prada and FCUK and…okay I blame me and my shopaholic-ness.
She sneaked up to the tutor and placed her chin on the girl's shoulder, "Hey you, I think you've suffered enough today so how about I treat you to something, hmm?"
Haley's face lit up immediately. "Really? Sure treat away" she smiled linking arms with Brooke and walking out the shop.
"Hey does my suffering not count too?" Peyton asked in indignation.
"You're a moody emo girl you live on this kinda stuff to keep you alive" Brooke said casually as she whisked Haley away. Peyton stared after her in disbelief for several moments.
"Oh who am I kidding she's right" Peyton shrugged, picking up all the bags or purchases Brooke had left behind.
"I have to admit Brooke I think this is the best way you could have treated me" Haley said with a satisfactory sigh.
"I totally agree", Brooke replied with a mischievous smile, "Want any more chocolate sauce on that?"
"Oh no thanks I think there's enough on there for me to cope with" Haley answered as she licked her chocolaty lips.
"God this ice cream is better than sex!" Peyton almost moaned as she scooped in another mouthful. Brooke and Haley gave her look that said: don't be so crude. Peyton just raised an eyebrow at the both of them and carried on with her ice cold dessert.
What? Were you expecting something different readers? Mwahahahahaha
Haley ate away silently, indulging in her double chocolate ice cream with Peyton and Brooke beneath a sheltered ice cream and donut parlour. They were situated in a closed off corner too themselves so that they could pig out and not get disgust onlookers. Haley enjoyed this moment of silent privacy.
"Love the top Brooke" Peyton mentioned with her mouth full. Brooke gave her a look of disdain for almost spluttering ice cream on the said top.
"Yes, well please show your love by not spitting over it Pey Pey" Brooke said testily, sticking her tongue out at her. Haley laughed and hovered her ice cream loaded spoon over Brooke precariously. "Don't you dare James." Brooke warned.
"Oh, ohhh, look out Brooke chocolate is a bitch to clean out of a pink top" Haley said evilly. Brooke growled playfully at her and swatted at her hovering hand and impacting with it, causing the contents of the spoon to land on a rather pissed Peyton.
"You!" she cried before tossing her own ice cream catapult at Haley and hitting her squarely under her chin and onto her neck.
"Ah, it's frigging cold!" Haley whined but attempting to toss another load of ice cream back at her.
"Ah bah bah! No! I call it a draw", Peyton said with a laugh, "I'm just gonna go get something to wipe this off". She got up from their table and went in search of a restroom nearby.
Haley shook her head and chuckled softly as she went back to her ice cream. Meanwhile Brooke was looking at her in that way that suggested she was up to something. "Wha?" Haley asked with her mouth full.
"You've still got ice cream on your neck" she pointed out. Haley felt her neck and realised she was right, but when she attempted to get rid of it Brooke stopped her. "Wait. Let me help you out there"
"And how exactly are you going to "help"" Haley asked noticing that mischievous glint in Brooke's eyes.
"Well I'm gonna do it the Brooke Davies way which is lick it off slowly and thoroughly" she explained grinning excitedly at a slightly scared Haley.
"You're kidding right?" Haley said not sure if Brooke was just teasing her, "You can't just lick my neck! People will see" she cried but was smiling even though the thought of being caught terrified her.
"No they won't and you know it…" Brooke suddenly moved from her chair to straddling Haley's lap. "This'll teach you for threatening my top" Then like some glorified vampire she bent down to Haley's neck. Haley struggled and squealed as Brooke's tongue touched the soft skin of her neck.
"Brooke stop! Stop! Broo-k-k-e" she said through giggles as the sensation of Brooke's ministrations tickled her endlessly. But Haley soon realised that the Brooke Davies method of helping was very slow and very damn thorough.
She held back a pleasurable moan as Brooke finished licking away the last drops of ice cream and inches her tongue painfully slowly up towards the lobe of her ear. She ran her tongue briefly against it sending shivers with the power of lightening down Haley's spine.
Brooke finally pulled her head back up, licking her lips clean. "Yummy…" Brooke said just above a whisper as she looked Haley dead in the eyes.
"There wasn't any on my ear" Haley said breathlessly. Brooke simply smirked and looked down at her innocently.
"I told you…I'm very thorough with my tongue" she replied loving the deer-caught-in-headlights look Haley was giving her. She slowly took herself off Haley's lap and sat back down; dipping her spoon back into her bowl as if what she had just done had been a dream.
Peyton returned shortly after and plonked down in her chair with a relaxed sigh. "All clean. Did I miss anything?"
"No" Brooke and Haley said in unison as they both exchanged glances and Haley blushed, looking like a lost little girl as shebecame very interested in the contents of her bowl, while Brooke just smirked butremained silent.
"Alllllllllrighty then" Peyton said suspiciously. She picked up her bowl and tried to think of something to say in the tension-thick silence. Is this good tension or bad?
OH MY GOD these Twinkies are good! Who knew sugary goodness was so easy to have and so damn delicious, I stole them from kids, pregnant mothers, the elderly and boy was it worth it! I musta eaten like thirty or forty or who cares but I want more! Twinkies rule! OH MY GOD IS THAT ICE CREAM!
The next day Haley decided to go visit her sister at the bar she worked at since she appeared to have made a full recovery from her intoxication the previous day. She pulled the collar of her jacket up against the bitter wind blowing down the street, thinking of how to word what she wanted to ask Taylor.
Arriving at the entrance to "Tree Hill Thrill" (well it's better than its last name Haley thought back, Terror at 10,000 shots, just way too cheesetastic) she took a deep breath and watched the frozen mist exhale from her lips. Taking a last glance at the neon sign above her she opened the door and stepped inside.
The musty, alcoholic smell of a typical bar greeted Haley as she took in her rather dark and dingy surroundings. The faint light from outside illuminated the wooden tables that were scattered around the place. At the back there was a row of comfier looking seats for large parties that were fixed to the wall, gathered around a large scared table.
This was the kind of joint Haley would usually take great caution to avoid as she regarded the regulars sitting in remote parts of the bar; each looked equally drunk and lonely. Haley scooted over to the bar counter that was lined with stools and rows of alcoholic beverages stood to attention behind its beer stained surface on dozens of shelves. Haley took a seat on one of stools waiting for her sister to appear from the storage room behind the counter.
She cringed as a drunk just a few stools away began cursing loudly to himself. Haley passed the time by replacing the words he was using with the words "cat" and "duck". So the fact he "hadn't got any cat to duck in so ducking, damn long" and "if he could get ducking cat right now he would be very ducking happy" seemed less appalling. Thankfully Taylor came out of the back and relieved Haley of blocking out all the cats and ducks flying about.
"What's your poison?" Taylor asked not focusing on who was sitting in front of her and when she did her eyes widened in surprise. "Haley, what brings you to this hell hole-"her boss stepped out from the back and raised an eyebrow, "I mean this wonderful working environment where I get paid adequately". The guy in charge made a dismissive sound and disappeared into the other room again. "Slave driver" Taylor muttered making Haley laugh.
Taylor looked back to her sister and gave her an enquiring look. "Is it so hard to believe that your little sister wanted to spend some quality time with you?" Haley asked in mock shock. Taylor let out a loud "ha".
"Yes" She began cleaning a glass with cloth and missed the face Haley pulled at her. "I mean come on Hales, this place doesn't give you the best company" she said nodding over to the drunk a few stools away. "Ya alright Frank" Taylor called loudly.
"Fah wha ya doin messa foo" He mumbled in a drunken stupor before slumping onto the counter, slipping and collapsing in a heap on the wooden floor. Taylor rolled her eyes and sighed.
"I should make sure he doesn't choke on his vomit" she said thoughtfully. She then shrugged going back to cleaning the glass. "So what's on your mind kiddo?" Taylor persisted as she stood on a chair to sort through a load of bottles.
Haley squirmed in her seat as what was on her mind was hard to describe. It would have driven Einstein completely raving mad if he got a glimpse of her conflicting thoughts. Well here goes nothing…
"What's it like to kiss a girl?" she breathed nervously.
Taylor soon knew how Frank felt as she span around in shock and tripped on her own foot falling flat on face. "Arhh…the floor is not my friend" she groaned from foot level. She slowly got to her feet and Haley winched at the bruise forming on her sister's head.
"Tay your head it's-
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Look still walking still talking" Taylor stumbled slightly as if she was about to pass out but composed herself, "Now kissing girls? Girls kissing? What's this, all this? Girls with the kissing and the girls? Hmmm?"
Haley coughed trying to ignore how obviously freaked out Taylor was, "Well yeah I just presumed you had…ya know…kissed a girl" Taylor looked at her oddly. "Well it's just you're the wild one of the family I just thought you had but hey if I'm making false assumptions I'll drop it" Haley finished quickly.
There was a long tense pause. "They're not false assumptions…" Taylor said slowly as she leaned against the counter probably so the topic of this conversation didn't make her fall down again. This is Haley for god sake, she thought, I think it's finally hitting home this is no silly school girl crush.
"You really wanna know what it's like?" she asked seriously and when Haley nodded looking just as deadly serious she continued. "Well first off it's completely different from kissing a guy, so forget every make out session you ever had with Nathan"
"Done" Haley said with a smirk.
"You have to remember girls, being much more delicate than guys, are…softer. So in theory kissing a girl is a lot softer and more sensual than with the rough lips of a guy" Taylor paused as Haley listened intently to her, "It's just a whole different world I guess, and if the thought of it doesn't gross you out it can be very exciting" Taylor grinned slyly.
Haley took a moment to absorb all this new information and opened her mouth to speak but then hesitated. She wanted to say something but it wouldn't come out. "Is it…you know…nice?" Haley asked curiously.
"You mean is it hot?" Taylor cut through the crap, causing Haley to blush and nod guiltily. "Yeah it is…extremely. As long as it's with the right kinda girl" she said with a wink. This answer seemed to be what Haley was hoping for as she was beaming now.
"May I ask why you want to know about kissing girls? And don't say your just curious I'm not a total moron" Taylor insisted not ready to back down to she heard Haley say what she knew for a fact. Haley gulped loudly as she suddenly realised how interesting her shoes were. Wow laces…
"I just…I think you already know Tay", she said quietly, not looking up, "But I don't wanna talk about it till I know something could happen…talking about it just makes it too real". She sighed longingly and got up off her stool, "Anyway I should get going I have a shift at Karen's in an hour and you have your job to do" she raised her hand in a gesture of goodbye and turned to leave.
"Haley", she stopped, "I want you to know, you can come talk to me about anything, anytime. I'll never think any less of how you feel" Taylor promised. Haley shuffled on her feet, blinking back the happy tears. She rushed to her sister and hugged her gratefully.
"Thank you" she whispered in a choked voice before giving her a warm smile and heading out of the bar.
Taylor watched her go and sighed deeply. I hope she gets what she wants.
"Hazza gahba mo sapfhhh" Frank yelled from the comfort of the floorboards. Taylor tutted loudly and threw the dish cloth to one side.
"Come on Frank let's stop you from drowning in your own drool" she said like a patronising mother and went to help the drunk onto his feet.
The lively voice of the DJ resounded into Haley's sleepy head as she groaned in protest against the radio clock. Monday mornings were always a drag even for tutorific Haley. Argh, how can he sound so perky at this ungodly time, Haley though irritably, Okay half seven isn't that ungodly but still…just five more minutes…
Moments later another intrusive sound rung out through her room and Haley groaned louder, "You already woke me up you stupid happy son of a b-"
But she stopped when she realised it was indigo making the racket. Haley sprung out of bed and fished around in her jacket pocket to find it. Once it was in her hand she rubbed her bleary eyes to read the message.
Rise and shine tutor girl it's Monday the start of a new glorious week!
Haley raised an incredulous eyebrow at what she was reading. Sure Brooke was a perky girl but first thing on a Monday morning? This was like a parallel universe.
Brooke, honey, have you been sniffing glue again? It's M-o-n-d-a-y. That equals school. Brooke no like school, school is b-a-d.
You're telling me you haven't looked outside yet?
Haley's puzzled expression reflected back at her from the screen and to satisfy her curiosity she went over to her bedroom window and released the blinds. Haley's mouth hung open in amazement at what she saw. "No way…"
Only now did she realise what the guy on the radio had been talking about, "That's right guys and girls it is officially snowing in Tree Hill!" he said in that same hyperactive tone, "Weather reports indicate a foot of snow in the last hour and you know what that means, schools out! Most roads are also impossible drive on so it looks like everyone is getting the day off today including any one who works in the south of the county. Further reports say it's gonna continue snowing for most of the week-"
Haley turned back to Indigo in a dream like state as he beeped for her attention.
I'm guessing that long silence means you just saw the extreme whiteness that is our neighbourhood! Soooo snow fight in 10 minutes, your place?
I am so there
And suddenly feeling much more awake Haley sprinted to the shower to get ready for her education free, snow filled day with the Brookster.
Ten minutes later and Haley stood waiting on the snow covered steps to her apartment, rubbing her mitten covered hands together against the ice cold temperatures. The delicate snow flakes that floated down from the deep grey clouds above, settled lightly on her coat and woolly hat. Haley followed the path of a single frosted flake as it landed on the tip of her nose making her go cross eyed. As it began to melt her nose tingled and she sneezed.
"Now that was just puppy-wearing-a-ribbon-in-a-candy-shop cute" Brooke said as she appeared in Haley's front yard all kitted up for the freezing weather.
Haley gave a childish smile and stepped down into the yard. As her foot touched the bed of snow she hadn't realised how deep it was and her foot disappeared into the white, making her stack and fall to her snowy doom with a loud "Pfff" sound.
Brooke burst out laughing as Haley tried to get back up but slipped backwards into the snow again. Brooke put out a hand to help her up as she laughed harder seeing Haley's snow covered face. "Yeah, find that funny did ya?" Haley said with a half smile, "How'd you like this!" And before Brooke could react a snowball it her full force in the head and she landed unceremoniously on her ass.
Haley giggled at the dumfounded look on the cheerleader's face as she slowly wiped the snow from her now cold and wet face. "Oh you're dead James"
Haley ran squealing down the street as Brooke took two handfuls of snow and chased after her. "I just wanna talk Hales don't be afraid!"
"No ahhhhhh!" she ducked as a snowball sailed over her head and exploded into a car behind her. "Missed meee!" Haley teased like a hyperactive five year old. Her eyes bugged when she realised Brooke was hot on her tail. "Oh crap"
The second snow ball hit her square in the face and was followed by Brooke who collided with Haley, sending them deep into a blanket of snow. Brooke was lying awkwardly on top of a squished Haley. "Well this is interesting…" Brooke commented with that typical smirk of hers.
They were both breathing heavily from running and the frozen mist between their faces failed in hiding the lust inside each others eyes. Haley had gone tense as she starred up at Brooke waiting for her to do something or say something. Just do something before I do and make a fool of myself.
Brooke blinked and pushed back her raging hormones, she wasn't going to force herself on Haley, not now, not here. She cocked her head slightly, "Wanna make snow us's?"
Half an hour later the girls had accomplished in creating two snow men that resembled themselves. Snow-Haley was wearing her creator's woolly hat and Brooke had put lipstick on her snow-Brooke. "Oh that's just…" Haley paused to think of the right word, "Tramptastic!"
Brooke hit her playfully, "You're just jealous that I got the hotter snow girl" she said proudly with a grin. Haley gave her a mocking thumbs up and got tackled to the snow again.
Hey guys. Guysssss. I found a cat covered in snow! Haha. Oh wait, it's a snow leopard. AHHHH JESUS NOT THE FACE ARHJHJRHLREAAAAHHHHH!
Haley blew up a piece of hair that had been lying on her face. "You sure like being on top don't ya" Brooke giggled evilly.
"More than you know Haley-bub" she said huskily, "More than you know" Haley's flushed face was hiding the fact she was blushing like mad.
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! STOP BEING SAPPHIC FOR FIVE SECONDS AND HELP ME! AAAHHRHRH! wild cat roars
"Did you hear something?" Haley enquired. Brooke shook her head. "Hmm, okay. SNOW ANGEL!" she cried suddenly as she spread her arms and legs back in the snow making an angelic impression of her. Brooke laughed and fell into the snow beside her mimicking her actions. They both stood up after a few seconds and viewed their masterpieces.
"Huh, weird, mine looks like a devil" Brooke said scratching her head in confusion. Haley realised she was right, it even has horns…
DEAR SWEET JESUS MAKE IT STOP! AAFAGRGAG- GET OFF ME YOU OVER SIZED PUSSY! WOOF! GO ON GO! WOOF WOOF!
"Ah crap" Haley suddenly uttered to herself putting a hand to her head. "I've just realised I tutor you tomorrow, that's another session gone…" she said sadly.
"No biggie Hales, you can just swing round mine tomorrow and home tutor me" Brooke said matter-of-factly. Haley perked up at this.
"Really, you're cool with that?" she asked hopefully. Brooke nodded enthusiastically.
"Course I am. I'd give any chance to hang out with a hot nerd like you" she replied bumping her hips with Haley's. Haley stomach was back to its acrobatics. What did I tell you! No fancy aerial movements or I'll come in there!
"Oh you know what, come to mine instead" Haley decided, "I have better snacks" she explained. Haley smirked as a thought crossed her mind.
"I bet there are loads of great things to eat in your house Hales…" Brooke muttered in that same husky voice. Her eyes bugged as she realised what she had just said. "I just said that out loud didn't I…"
Haley's mind had just gone blank apart from the mental images trying to creep their way into focus.
"Now that's tramptastic" Brooke joked with a lopsided smile hoping to break the tension. Haley had a brief laughing fit then looked down at the ground in embarrassment.
The snow angels were slowly disappearing under the new flakes of snow falling from the moody sky. Ok this silence is getting unbearable now, say something! Haley commanded to herself. But Brooke beat her too it.
"You know I meant the Oreos right? Because you have so much great stuff to eat…like popcorn and…double choc ice cream and…stuff…did I mention Oreos?" she babbled and then laughed nervously.
"Yeah, course I did! I mean what else could you have meant hmm? Exactly!" Haley babbled back and cleared her throat. "So…last to the end of the street is a tramptastic snow whore?" she said before running off like a spastic.
"No fair you cheated!" Brooke whined then chased after the tormenting tutor.
Hey girls…do you have any spare blood? Yeah I'm missing a few litres here, kinda dizzy……when did the snow get red? passes out
"Brooke, less nail painting more note taking" Haley scolded her from over the top of the magazine she was reading. Brooke sulked and huffed loudly putting away her nail polish.
"How comes you get to chill out and read magazines and I have to work my lil brain out, and you know it's little!" she said grumpily as she went back to her biology notes.
"Because I'm a nerd and I know all this stuff already", Haley replied airily, "Now less chatting more…work…stuff" she commanded with a sinister grin. She was obviously enjoying this control over Brooke. The cheerleader had been around for 3 hours straight since one in the afternoon and her interest was starting to dissipate. Haley was the real reason she had stayed so long, no other tutor would have been able to keep her for this amount of time. Haley's just special, she concluded to herself with a small smile.
"And no smiling" Haley snapped playfully with a big stupid grin on her face.
"Oh you really love being the teacher don't ya Hales" Brooke said raising an eyebrow, "Never saw you as the type for role-plays…"
Haley just smiled back innocently not saying a word. She has no idea how much of a tease she is, Brooke sighed mentally, god if I had the guts id take her on this table right here right now-
"Oh no it's the brainy bunch", Taylor deadpanned teasing Brooke and Haley. Haley just ignored her but Brooke pointed at Haley and mouthed "she's being mean!"
Taylor opened her mouth in mock horror and went behind her sister's chair. "Are you being mean to the lovely Ms Davies Haley?" she said in an almost authorative tone.
"Maybeh" Haley said sticking out her tongue. "Come on join in it's fun"
"Tsk, this one's always been a problem" Taylor said with a sigh. Brooke laughed when she saw Haley mimicking what her sister was saying. "Oh that's it, tickle time!"
"No! No, I'll be nice I promise! Noooooo!" Haley broke into a fit of girlish giggles and squirmed as Taylor found her ticklish spots. Brooke found her cuteness adorable and a very big turn on. So yeah biology, think about sciencey stuff not Haley. Nope just the wonders of the human body. Haley's body. God, Haley's body……sex sex sex sex sex sex sex-
"Ahh!" Brooke had snapped her pencil in half. Damn sexual tension…
The two sisters had stopped fighting and were looking at her oddly.
"Stress" Brooke offered.
"No wonder, my sis is a typical little whip cracker" Taylor said ruffling Haley's hair who batted her hands away and hissed. "Anywayyyy kiddies, I'll be out of your hair soon, I've got a late shift at the bar. Damn Carl and his snow day drink marathon" She poked Haley one more time in the neck before going back to her bedroom.
"She's great you know, you're lucky to have her" Brooke told Haley. Haley grunted.
"Lucky old pain in my ass"
A few hours later and the girls were sprawled out on the sofa, all thought of revision lost as they indulged in quality T.V time. Brooke had her head in Haley's lap as she lay on the couch, she looked up at Haley's face which was focused on the T.V. "I can see up your nose" Brooke teased.
"Take a closer look" Haley said in a deep voice as she covered Brooke's face in a curtain of hair sending her into darkness. Brooke's muffled squeals could be heard as Haley leaned over her. She could just make out her delicate features in the darkness and stuck her tongue out at her.
"Put that away...or use it" Haley said more assertively than she meant to. Brooke blinked, not sure what to do next. She just laid there with her tongue sticking out, ran it across her top lip nervously and waited. Haley's lips seemed to be getting closer and closer, Brooke's heart stopped.
Closer…
Brooke leaned up slightly…
Closer…
She let out a long shaky breath…
RING!
"I'll get that" Brooke said quickly, jumping up from the couch and hurrying to the front door. She opened it and found a shivering Peyton waiting for her.Brooke hadn't forgotten how muchthe blonde hated the cold, she was like a big emo-yreptile girl.
"Hey, what's up Pey?"
"I haven't got long okay, I got a call from Taylor that you were here and I came to give you this" she handed out a piece of creased paper, "please read it quick I hate this weather, I had to walk here for crying out loud! Stupid snow" she huffed crossing her arms moodily and kicked a cloud of powder from the doorstep.
Brooke gave her a perplexed look and unfolded the paper. At first she wasn't sure what to think. It was a picture or her and Haley next to a heart with an arrow through it. The words "Baley Forever" were written on the heart in lucid lettering and Haley for Brooke was written dozens of times all over the paper with various other doodles. Brooke looked at Peyton still slightly confused.
"This is really sweet of you Peyton, but it's kinda random to have to come all the way from your place to give to me" she said half-smiling. Peyton sighed in exasperation.
"Does that look like anything I've drawn before?" she replied in irritation. Brooke glanced down at the paper again and shook her head no.
"So who did it then?" Brooke asked completely lost now. Peyton pinched the bridge of her nose to stop her head from exploding.
"Who do you think? Look at the handwriting" Brooke squinted at the writing, the elaborate curls onletters and unhumanly neatness suddenly clicked.Her heart slowed to a murmer as her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. But how did-when did she-, does she feel? What? Who? where? huh?, she thought manically.
"But…it can't be from her…" Brooke whispered in total shock. Peyton smiled empathetically.
"Sorry I couldn't just tell you as soon as I knew but little miss i-love-brooke-long-time made me promise not to" she shifted on her feet to stay warm, "This is just evidence of the crime of lurveeee"
Brooke let out a short laugh, she felt very giddy so much so that she fell against the door frame. "Oh god, don't pass out now!" Peyton abolished her with concern.
But Brooke was having trouble breathing; it was too good to be true. She felt like crying with happiness but gulped back the emotions coursing through her.
"Brookeyyyyy! Who is it?" Haley called from inside. Peyton glanced over Brooke's shoulder and nodded in the direction of the house.
"Good luck Queen B" she said sincerely and placed a kiss on her forehead. Then shivering all the more she hurried down the steps and across the snow covered street.
Brooke gulped again as tears threatened to spill. Why am I crying? I should be in there right now with that gorgeous little piece of...Haley. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, folded the paper inside her jeans pocket and stepped back inside.
Haley was sitting upside down on the couch watching the T.V with a retarded smile on her face. "You gotta try this it's so cool! The news reporter is walking upside down hehe"
Brooke was pretty sure her heart just grew three times its usual size at those simple words and the unbelievable cuteness that was Haley James. She smiled and plumped down on the cough, spun around and mimicked Haley. "Wow blood is actually rushing to my head for once" Brooke said in fascination making Haley snicker at her.
"Who was at the door?"
"Oh just Peyton dropping something off" Brooke said casually as the weather woman began pointing to an upside down America. Apparently it would be snowing from the ground into the sky…
"Haley…."
"Hmm?"
"Why don't we make this an overnight study?" Brooke said turning her head slightly to look at the other brunette. Haley looked at her sideways from her awkward position.
She looked suddenly pale for someone with all their blood in their head.
"Okay…" she replied quietly. Brooke smiled back and turned back to the T.V.
"So, what you got to eat?"
End of chapter 5
A.N: Well I hoped you liked that cus it was getting harder to write near the end I felt I was dragging it on and on blah blah blah. But anyhoo the time you've been waiting for has arrived…chapter 6 will have the first Baley kiss. You heard it hear first! Well…read it here first but it's gonna happen so gimme big fat reviews or just lots of em, or both! And the quicker I get em the quicker you get what you've been dying for for the last few weeks :D
Mwah love ya's all xx Mike
