Honestly

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-Chapter One-

A boy, no older than seventeen, with dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes in a blue cap and gown, came walking in the living room after an older dark haired woman in her early thirties and sat beside her on their couch.

"I did it." He said pulling the cap from his head.

"That you did. The only Scott to graduate at the head of their class two years in advance." She gushed with pride.

The boy leaned over and hugged her tightly. "Do you think Dad would be proud of me?" He said twisting the tassel on his cap.

She then brought her hand to his cheek and smiled tears in her eyes. "Oh, I know he would be."

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Haley cradled her right hand as she made her way up the cement walk way. Once at the door she rang the doorbell one time and began to shuffle her feet, right when Karen opened the door.

"Oh, Haley. How are things?" She asked once Haley was inside.

"I'm fine, thanks Karen."

"Well, Lucas is upstairs in his room." She stated with a smile.

Haley nodded and quietly made her way to her best friend's door, lightly tapping her knuckles against it.

Lucas opened his door with a kind smile. "Hales? This is a suprise, I didn't know you were coming over."

She made her way into his room, quietly. "Yeah, I hope you don't mind."

He closed his door and returned to the seat on his bed. "No no, its a good suprise." He said beginning to notice how Haley was treating her right arm with extra care. "What happened to you "

"What do you mean?" She started to bite her bottom lip.

He got up from his bed, walking over to Haley, took her hand and pulled up her sleeve to reveal a bruise on her wrist. "Hales . . . "

She pulled her arm away. "He didn't mean to, it was an accident."

Lucas rolled his eyes. "Sure it was." He moved closer to her. "Haley, you need to stop lying to yourself. I know you think you love him--"

"I do love him . . . and he loves me."

"Someone that really loves you, wouldn't do that to you." He said pointing to her arm.

"Don't tell me Luke. He does love me . . . it was an accident." She sits on his bed. "Those things happen."

He gave her a concerned look and sat beside her on his bed. "I worry about you, Hales. I don't want anyone to hurt you . . . you deserve the best."

"Oh Luke." She pulls him in for a hug. "I'm fine. Don't worry."

-The Next Monday At School-

Haley slowly walked to her locker where she was greeted by, none other than, her best friend.

"Well, Miss James don't we look tired this morning." He stated with a smirk.

She retrieved her book and notepad from her locker. "Yeah, I didn't get much sleep last night."

"Oh, is that so." He said raising his eyebrows.

She ignored his gesture, and instead shut her locker and began to walk down the hall with Lucas close by her side. "Yeah, I didn't feel so good."

"Now that isn't good news." He moved his hand to her forehead, which she aggrivatedly slapped away.

"Luke, I'm serious." She said holding her book tighter in her arms.

"Touchy, touchy, Haley." He said shaking his head.

"Ugh." She rolled her eyes. "I'll see you later." She said walking off to her class.

The school day seemed almost unbearable for Haley. When lunch came along she was feeling even less like her normal self. After collecting her food her eyes directed her gaze to her normal spot in the lunchroom with, her boyfriend, Jake Jagieski. Jake was the captain of the school's basketball team and one of the popular students here at Tree Hill High. And he was the one girls, all girls wanted to be with, even Haley had felt that way. Well, as fate would have it they ended up pairing up for an assignment, and once they got to really know each other, both had developed feelings for the other. Which contributed to there following one and a half month relationship.

Haley took her seat by Jake, as he continued to joke around with his buddies.

After she was silent for a few minutes, Jake put his arm around her. "You okay, baby?"

She nodded, a faint smile apparent on her lips.

He smiled and kissed her forehead, before turning to talk with the guys once more.

Haley looked down at her lunch, then at Jake, then at some other people in the lunchroom, and then, once again, to Jake, thinking to herself. She had so much, but lately it seems that she has nothing of her own. It's almost as if she is a game piece in an overly controlled board game, acting like she normally wouldn't.

(A/N- Okay, this is my first OTH fanfic, so tell me what you think. It will get much better soon. And flames are accept,but try to makeconstructive criticism, not just "I hate it" or "You suck". Thanks to all readers!)