Authors Note: Hey! What do you guys think about Lucas? And Lydia? And Haley's nicknames? Thank you for the wonderful comments! Yes, this is a Naley, Brucas, and Jeyton fanfic. Please, comment who you want in the later chapters; your own character or one from the show! Thank you to the people who have commented recently and cannot wait for more. I hope you all like the this chapter! Please, please, please tell me what you don't like so I can make it more appealing! BTW, sorry for errors or typos! Ciao!- Ellie :)

Summary: Meet the James sisters. Popular, drop-dead gorgeous, smart, and happy. That is until their parents relocate from Chicago, Illinois to a small town in North Carolina. Now their lives are turned upside down. And it turns out, getting to the top of the food chain is a lot harder at their new school. The James sisters have stuck together through everything that's threatened to ruin them, but will this one town change everything? Will they be able to make it through the obstacles now that they are on their own at school? Couples Naley, Brucas, and Jeyton.

"Welcome to Suck Hill- I Mean Tree Hill"

"I cannot believe you made Haley pot brownies!" Lucas said, laughing.

"Okay, okay." Peyton interjected. "First of all, Mom gave us the recipe."

"I did not!" Lydia said, a small smile on her face. "I may have accidentally left the recipe out where two certain somebodies could get their little triplet to relax about school."

"You did it on purpose?!" Haley cried, staring at her mother in dismay.

"Wow, my mom sure is going to love you four. You're a real riot." Lucas said. "Oh, we are officially ten minutes from Tree Hill."

"More like Suck Hill." Brooke grumbled. She wasn't happy about moving from Chicago. She had popularity, friends, her boyfriend.

"Brookie, I promise, Tree Hill is going to blow your head open." Lydia informed her daughter.

"What?" Brooke asked.

"I said it's going to blow your head open." Lydia told her.

"I'm fairly certain it's not that." Haley told her mother.

"I'm 99.9% sure, Hales." Lydia replied.

"It's blow your socks off. Not blow your head open." Haley pointed out.

"Who said anything about blowing heads off. Well, since it's Suck Hill to Brooke, I'm sure she'll be blowing other things." Lydia said with a wink.

"Oh, my God." Brooke cried.

"Ew!" Peyton said.

"My virgin ears!" Haley exclaimed, covering her ears.

"That's really wrong and inappropriate, Ms. James." Lucas told her. Lydia shrugged.

"Rule number one: always embarrass your child."

"Jesus Christ, Mom. Please, keep it in your pants." Peyton complained. "God, I am going to have so many nightmares."

"Okay." Lucas interrupted before Lydia could reply. "Here's your new house. My parents and I fixed it up."

"Woah." Brooke said, softly. The house was gorgeous. With a wide front porch and a porch swing, potted flowers, and cute looking mailbox.

"Oh, there goes the mailbox." Lydia said. "Not much use in having one."

"Why?" Lucas questioned, curious.

"Haley manages to run over the mailboxes while backing out of the driveway." Lydia replied. "Maybe you could get us one to put on the house. Or... never mind. She'll probably crash into the house."

"Those seven times wer eon accident!" Haley proclaimed. "I swear."

"Yeah, right." Lydia said, shaking her head.

Brooke ignored them and opened the front door. Inside was a huge foyer. With gorgeous yellow walls and a rack to hang up your coat. There was a full length body mirror, no doubt for Brooke. As she walked further into the house, it seemed to get bigger. The kitchen was amazing. As was the dining room, and the living room. Making her way up the stairs, Brooke looked back to see Peyton and Haley following her up the stairs.

She smiled at them and ran her hand along the smooth railing. Haley opened the first door which showed a master bedroom, most likely Lydia's. Peyton closed the door and opened another room.

It had gorgeous red walls and a pretty white dresser. The bed had a canopy; the colors red, black, and white. Peyton smiled to herself. This is just my kind of room, Peyton mused to herself.

"Hey guys, the room across Mom's I call dibs!" Peyton shouted. When they didn't reply, Peyton glanced out of her room. "Brooke? Haley?"

"Here, Peyt. We're in my new room!" Brooke called excitedly. "Come see it!"Peyton made her way down the hall and walked into the room.

The walls were a pretty shade of lavender, with a top bunk and a clear area where the lower bunk was supposed to be. There was a oval carpet with different shades of purple and a massive walk-in closet.

"What do you think, P. James?" Brooke asked, rubbing her hands together.

"It's definitely you, B. James." Peyton answered. "What does Hales think?"

"It's nice and quaint." Haley responded. A throat cleared at Lydia and Lucas stood in the doorway.

"Come on in." Brooke said. Lucas let Lydia go first before following. Lydia, Haley, and Peyton sat on the white couch while Lucas stood. "You helped make this room, right Lucas?"

"Yeah. Do you like it?" Lucas queried.

"Like it?! I love it!" Brooke cheered, hugging him. Lucas smiled and hugged her back. "Mom?"

"I'm just worried that there isn't gonna be enough room in the walk-in closet, Brooke. I mean with all the clothes and shoes you brought, and then all the clothes and shoes you're going to be buying for your new school."

Haley and Peyton busted out laughing.

"Gee, Mom. I love you too." Brooke said. "I wanna see Haley's room."

"It suits me." Haley informed them as she led them down the hallway. She opened the door and they instantly knew it was her room. Baby blue walls, a desk with paper, pens, and pencils. Erasers, sharpeners, a laptop, and a desk lamp. her bed was a queen size, which she absolutely loved.

"Eh. I'm sure mine will be all of yours." Lydia declared.

"Is everything a competition to you?" Peyton teased.

"Where the fuck do you hoes think you got your competitiveness?" Lydia demanded. "Your father? No. Me."

"No wonder, Brooke's psycho about cheerleading." Haley muttered, running a hand through her hair.

"Oh, we have a cheerleading squad." Lucas said. "The captain's Rachel Gatina. She's a real bitch."

"Oh, goody." Brooke said. "I have a feeling that it's going to be hard to be popular." She looked at Lucas for confirmation.

"Yeah. But, hey, at least you have one star basketball player to hang with."

"Or to blow his d-i-c-k with." Lydia mumbled.

"MOTHER!" The three girls screamed in horror.

"Sorry. Sorry. I'll just let you three get to know Lucas more." Lydia said, exiting the room.

"Wow, she's bold. And really weird. But, a funny weird." Lucas offered, giving them a small smile.

"Oh, dear Lord, have mercy on our souls." Haley said, looking up at the ceiling.

"Welcome to Suck Hill- I mean Tree Hill." Brooke groaned.