I know I've been writing this from Brooke's point of view but when she's not there it is just going to be third person…Please Review!
Nathan and Haley watched Brooke prance to the plastics lunch table and sit down.
"This is getting ridiculous!" Haley exclaimed, annoyed. "It's like she thinks she is the queen bee. She wants to take them down single handedly. She never spends anytime with us anymore."
"That's not true. We've all been involved in destroying them." He smirked as he said it. It never got old.
"When was the last time she hung out with us when we weren't discussing Peyton Sawyer?" Haley raised her eyebrows and Nathan thought for a moment. He honestly couldn't remember.
"Maybe she's just been busy and hasn't had time to hang out," Nathan shrugged helplessly at Haley. He really just wanted to keep the peace.
"Yeah, she has been busy. Hanging out with the Plastics. You know, she's trying so hard to tear them down, she hasn't realized that she has become one of them."
"I think you're exaggerating a little Hales. Brooke is our friend. And they ruined her life. I don't think she is going to ditch us for Anna and Bevin." He chuckled. Haley was so cute when she got mad. She blew a piece of hair off her face and stared back at Brooke.
"I hope you're right. Cause if not…well she doesn't know who she is messing with."
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"Eww, Haley James, won't stop staring at you." Bevin leaned over the table to tell me. I glanced over to where Haley and Nathan were sitting. They seemed to be in deep conversation. I don't know what the hell Bevin was talking about.
"She has probably been through all the guys' since she's such a slut. Maybe she's going to give girls a try." Peyton giggled maliciously. I however was in shock. Haley James, a slut? That couldn't be, she was the nicest person I had met in all of Tree hill and didn't seem in the least bit slutty. I guess I looked as shocked as I felt cause Peyton realized I needed an explanation.
"Oh that's right, you're new. Ok well this is totally embarrassing but Haley and I used to be, like best friends." Peyton flipped her hair back and went on "And then when we started high school she just started flirting with everyone. And then everyone was saying she slept with the football and basketball team and I was like I can't be friends with a slut. You know? So we just stopped being friends." She couldn't be friends with a slut? Yeah, says the girl who just got caught cheating on her boyfriend. And did they somehow forget that I was friends with her. I mean before I was "friends" with them I would always hang out with Nathan and Haley. Oh well, they were just idiots. I just hope things weren't too weird between Haley and me.
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I sat outside the school waiting for Haley. She had told me she would drive me home but there seemed to be no sign of her. I leaned against the side of the building frustrated. I hated to wait. I got antsy and felt a real urge to sit down. I heard the door open and looked over my shoulder. I thought I was the only one left at school. But because I have absolutely no luck, guess who it was? That's right, Lucas Scott.
"Hey," he called noticing me. "Do you need a ride?" I desperately wanted to say yes but then I thought about his car. The car that almost killed me. And I really didn't want to go inside. But if I wanted to continue to ruin Peyton Sawyer's life I was going to have to suck it up.
"That would be great." I smiled widely. God this was a lot work. When we got in the car I was immediately uncomfortable. I didn't know what to say. I glanced out the window but had to do a double take.
"Wait, you're windows aren't tinted." I kept looking back and forth between him and the window.
"I know. I don't like the tinted ones I think they're creepy." He replied keeping his eyes on the road. Oh my God. It wasn't him. The car that had almost run me over had tinted windows. I'm sure of it cause I tried to look in to see who was inside. So Lucas really had been nothing but nice to me, and here I was trying to ruin his life. Wonderful.
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Haley pulled into the parking lot of the school. She had work and was going to be late but remembered she had promised Brooke she would drive her home. She drove around the school but no Brooke. And now she was officially fifteen minutes late for work. She couldn't even call and say she had another way of getting home? Was that too much to ask? She probably went home with Peyton. Haley didn't care what Nathan thought; Brooke was just like the rest of them. And Haley didn't want anything to do with her.