I love all your reviews . . . (hugs for all) Please don't get tired of typing out reviews because I love typing out all my chapters. And I have a couple of VERY interesting surprises in store for you. Read to find out! ------Sera

Disclaimer: I don't know if there is such a team as the "Wolverines" but if ever there is one, I don't own it and it's purely coincidence that they got into this chapter. Oh, and I don't own One Tree Hill, either.

"Good afternoon everyone! Marvin McFadden speaking and I would just like to remind you all of tonight's game– the Ravens versus the Wolverines. Don't forget that this is their ticket to the Finals so if you want to show your support, please come over to the school gym tonight at seven! Happy weekend everybody!" Mouth's voice rang over the intercom as students filed out to leave.

"Hey," Haley said cheerfully, running towards Nathan.

He leaned down to give her a quick kiss. "Hey, Hales. How was your day?"

"It was alright – nothing to brag about out." She answered, as he put his arm around her shoulder.

Nathan raised a brow at her. "Even the tutoring part?"

Haley smiled slightly, remembering their little rendezvous in the tutoring center when she was supposed to be giving him a lesson.

"Especially the tutoring part," she teased.

He playfully rumpled her hair. "Hey, it's not my fault that the table was too hard – I told you it was better to just stand –"

"As much as I would love to stand here and listen to my best friend and my brother talk about their sex lives, I'd rather not." Lucas said sourly, interrupting them both.

Haley laughed. "I didn't see you there, Luke."

"Sorry about that man, it's just that I'm trying to explain to Haley why having sex on a table is wrong - not to mention completely unsanitary for the poor people who are going to be using the said table –" Nathan began.

"I think you've just given me nightmares to last me a month." Lucas said, trauma evident on his good-looking face.

"Hey guys. Are you all going to Rachel's party tonight after the game?" Jake asked, joining them.

"Rachel's having a party?" Nathan asked, frowning.

"Yeah, it's supposed to be celebrating the outcome of the game tonight." Jake explained.

"But what if we lose?" Lucas asked.

"Then it's a Damn-I-Can't-Believe-We-Lost party." Brooke said, grinning. She and Peyton just joined them.

"Wait a second – why did you all unanimously agree to go to Rachel Gattina's party?" Haley asked all of a sudden.

"Oh c'mon, Hales – Rachel is filthy rich and you can bet on it that the party is going to be huge." Peyton said.

"Besides, if we go, they'll be a lot of rooms for us to try out." Nathan whispered to Haley devilishly.

Lucas heard him, clapped his hands to ears and began yelling loudly, "La, la, la, la, I didn't hear anything – happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts!"

"What's wrong with him?" Brooke asked questioningly.

"Don't ask." Haley giggled.

"You seem to be a bit distracted." Nathan observed. He and Haley were in the River Court, talking.

She looked up at him. "I'm sorry. I was just – thinking about my last test. I don't think I did all that well."

He smiled. "Of course you did. You're Haley James, for God's sake – you're my Tutor Girl."

Haley hugged him, burying her face into his chest and inhaling his intoxicating scent with contentment.

"Where were you during free period? Peyton said you went somewhere." Nathan asked curiously.

"What? Oh, I went to buy a few groceries. After the game tonight, Brooke and I won't have much time to go grocery-shopping now." Haley lied quickly.

"I wanted to spend a little time with you." He explained, playing with the hair on her nape.

"You're already spending time with me now." Haley said, stroking his cheek with her thumb.

"I love you, Haley." Nathan said before leaning down to kiss her passionately.

When they pulled away from each other, Haley smiled. "I love you, too."

"Good luck tonight." A voice said from behind Nathan.

He spun around to see Haley standing in the doorway of the boys' locker room. "What're you doing here?"

"I just came to wish you good luck." Haley threw herself into his arms and kissing him until they were both breathless.

"Thank you, but I don't really need it."

"You don't?"

Nathan grinned at her. "You're cheering for me, aren't you?"

"Miss James, I don't believe you're a member of the basketball team – or a member of the male gender. So may I ask what you're doing in the boys' locker room?" Whitey said, startling both Nathan and Haley.

"I'm sorry Coach. I'll be leaving now." Haley apologized.

"Oh, and Miss James?"

"Yeah, Coach?"

There was a small smirk on Whitey's face. "Easy on the celebrating tonight. I want him to still be able to walk properly, you know."

"Hey Tutor Girl, what are you wearing tonight?" Brooke asked excitedly, plopping herself on Haley's bed.

"My cheerleading uniform, duh," she replied.

"No, I meant what are you wearing for the party tonight? You can't possibly wear your uniform to the party, which would be insane because the game's actually over. I say go for that black halter and that skirt we bought on sale last week – then you can 'borrow' Peyton's black heels to go with it –" Brooke said in a nonstop manner as she threw Haley's clothes all over the place.

"Yeah, that sounds great." Haley said distractedly.

Brooke spun around in sudden suspicion. "Something's on your mind."

"No, there isn't –"

"I'm not an idiot, Tutor Girl. You usually get all pissed and mad at me when I raid your closet and make a huge mess but you're just sitting there staring at your shoes."

"That's nice." Haley mumbled.

Worried, Brooke sat next to her and put her arm around her shoulders. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." She answered in a rather monotonous tone.

Brooke bent to pick up a hideous-looking top. "You want to wear this tonight?"

"Yeah, why not?"

"Hah, see? Something is definitely wrong. Even you wouldn't wear this – this thing. I can't even call it a top," She shuddered and tossed the top away. "Tell me what's wrong."

Haley sighed in defeat. "Alright – but you have to promise not to tell anyone, not Lucas or Peyton or Jake – and especially not Nathan, do you hear me?"

"Wait – I'm the only one who knows?"

"Yes, but I'll tell them. You're just going to be the first to know."

Haley stood up, pacing the floor. How am I going to tell her? How am I going to tell everyone?

Brooke patiently waited for Haley to calm herself.

Then, she turned to her, trembling and with tears brimming in her eyes. "Brooke, I – I think I'm pregnant."

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