A/N: I'm so proud of myself for getting this chapter done :) I may be able to get another one up before the end of today. But I doubt it, so this is most likely it until July 13th. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: One Tree Hill isn't mine. :(
The sun slowly began to creep through the window and the birds chirped quietly outside. It seemed like such a beautiful day outside, but weather can be deceiving.
Peyton Sawyer woke up, that very sun, shining brightly in her eyes. She opened them slowly and attempted to sit up, but found she didn't have the slightest bit of energy. She rolled over to face the ceiling and was surprised at what she found sitting at the foot of her bed. Well, less surprised, more scared beyond belief.
She screamed rather loudly, but that was before she realized who it was.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
"Why does everyone insist on doing that?" Peyton muttered to herself, remembering how much she'd jumped when Lucas had snuck up on her the night before.
"I'm not the first?"
Peyton shook her head, "What are you doing here?"
"Whitey's funeral."
Peyton nodded slowly, "I missed you."
"I missed you too. How's Lucas?"
"You'd have to ask him, we're over." Peyton sighed.
"Oh. I'm sorry..." He said slowly.
"No you're not. You're happy." Peyton laughed.
He sighed, "You're right. I am happy."
Peyton punched his arm softly.
"Are you in town for good?" Peyton asked, "No more running?"
Jake nodded, "This is where I belong."
Peyton smiled and for the first time in months, she was happy because things were finally looking like they might work out.
"Good Morning Tutor Mom!" Brooke exclaimed as she bounced into the room.
Haley rubbed her eyes tiredly, "Hey Tigger."
Brooke smiled, "Who wants pancakes?"
"Mmm. I like pancakes." Haley muttered.
"Well then get your butt out of bed and come have some!"
"But, Brooke. You don't know how to make pancakes." Haley said, a confused look on her face, as
she slowly sat up.
"I know." Brooke laughed, and with that she left the room.
Haley put on a sweater and slowly followed her friend.
Walking into the kitchen, she stopped dead in her tracks.
"One pancake or two?" Nathan asked.
"Good morning to you too." Haley smiled sarcastically.
"Look, I was a jerk last night. I'm sorry, okay? I'm trying to make up for it."
"Two." Haley replied as she took a seat between Brooke and James.
Nathan flipped two pancakes onto a plate and placed them in front of her. Grabbing the syrup, she began drenching her pancakes in syrup. She just sat there, squeezing the bottle on to her plate, watching Nathan instead of the pancakes.
"Whoa there, Tutor Mom." Brooke said as she grabbed the bottle of syrup from her friend just as it was about to get all over the table.
"Hmm?" Haley said, still not taking her eyes of Nathan.
Nathan looked around the room uncomfortably, looking for a way of escaping.
"I'm going to have a shower." Nathan finally said.
Brooke nodded as she watched him walk down the hallway.
"What was that about?" She whispered to Haley.
Haley merely shrugged, as if to say she didn't feel much like talking about it.
"Mommy, can I have more pancakes?" James asked.
"Mom!" Lucas shouted, "We're leaving now, we'll be back in a while."
"Okay, I love you!" She yelled back.
"Love you too." Lucas laughed as he and Mouth walked out the door.
"So," Mouth asked, "Where are we going?"
"I guess you'll just have to wait and see." Lucas said, smiling mischievously
Mouth sighed, but grinned at the same time, wondering what exactly Lucas had up his sleeve.
It had been such a long time since Lucas had walked the streets of Tree Hill. He had been here once in all the 4 years since he'd graduated. Mouth had lived here his whole life, and Lucas kind of felt sorry for him, because there's a whole world out there to explore. And Mouth, other than his and Rachel's road trip to Honey Grove, Texas after Senior Prom, hadn't seen any of it.
"Luke," Mouth whined, "Why can't you just tell me?"
Luke shook his head.
"Please?" Mouth begged.
"I'm not telling you, Mouth." Lucas insisted.
"Why not?" Mouth said, folding his arms.
"Because we're there." Lucas laughed.
Mouth looked up at the house that stood before him, and his eyes widened in shock.
"Oh no." Mouth shook his head, "No, I can't..."
"Oh, but you can." Lucas grinned as he ran up the steps, ringing the doorbell twice.
Mouth slowly walked over to join his friend on the steps, waiting nervously for the door to open.
And it did.
I know, I'm such a mean author, leaving you wondering whose house there at for like...10 days. But, let me know whose house you think it should be. :) (Reviews make me happy)