A/N: So I know I said I wasn't going to update until I had 20 reviews, but I couldn't help myself. Hope you guys like it!!

Chapter 5

"Time to get up." Peyton opened her daughter's curtains. "You don't want to be late your first day at Tree Hill High."

Riley groaned and rolled over. "Five more minutes." Peyton laughed. She was her mother's daughter, that was for sure. Eventually, Riley made it out of bed, showered, dressed, and met her mother in the kitchen.

"Want anything to eat?" Peyton asked as she flipped through some music magazine.

"I'm just going to have a banana." Riley smiled. Her stomach was doing flip flops and she didn't want to upset it anymore. She was nervous about her first day at a new school, but she was also nervous about seeing Jamie. She hadn't talked to him since Saturday night when they had gotten into that fight.

"Everything alright?" Peyton questioned. "Are you nervous about your first day?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine." Just then the doorbell rang.

Peyton opened the door for the not so thrilled Jamie. Riley stepped outside avoiding all eye contact with her cousin. "Okay, you're grounded so I want you to come straight home. Understood?"

"Yeah, Mom."

"Okay, I love you. Have fun!" Peyton called as the two teenagers headed towards the car.

It was quiet in the car. Neither of them really wanted to talk. "I'm sorry about the other night, Jamie. I was really rude to you. Thanks for looking out for me."

Jamie was quiet for a second. He definitely took after his Uncle Luke. "It's ok." He smiled, reassuring her that everything was okay. "Ready for your first day?" They were pulling into Tree Hill High parking lot. Jamie took her to the office, and then headed to his locker. "I'll see you later. Kay?"

She nodded as she pulled the door open. Her Aunt Hailey was talking to the receptionist. "Hey Riley. How are ya?"

"I'm good. I just need my schedule and locker assignment." She looked at the receptionist.

"Name dear." The receptionist looked to be about 80 years old.

"Riley Scott."

"Oh, yes. Here we are. This is your schedule. If you have any problems with it you'll have to talk to the guidance counselor Mrs. Henderson. Your locker number is 147. It's right done the hall. Have a good first day. If you have any questions feel free to stop back by."



Riley smiled. "Thanks. I'll see you" she looked down at her schedule, "4th period Haley - - I mean Mrs. Scott, sorry." Hailey smiled and wished her a good day. Riley stepped out into the hall of Tree Hill High. It was definitely different from her old school in LA. She found her locker fairly easily. She hung her jacket up, and headed for her first class, PE. The teacher was standing in the corner of the gym, and Riley headed over to here. "Hi, um…"

"Ms. Reed," The teacher was young. She shook her hand "and you are?"

"Riley Scott. I'm new."

"Okay, well you'll need to buy some PE clothes from the office, but today you can just sit and watch." Riley nodded, and took a seat on the bleachers. She watched as the students started coming out of the dressing rooms. She remembered a few from the party the other night.

About ten minutes after class started a boy walked in, well it was more of a swagger. "Micks! You're late!" Ms Reed yelled, but the boy didn't seem to care. "That's the third time this month. I'll see you in detention."

"Alright," the boy smiled as he sat down next to Riley, "I'll be there." He laughed as he turned his head towards Riley. "Ahh, you must be the new girl."

Riley blushed "How'd you know?"

"Well, Tree Hill isn't that big of a school. My names Jay." He flashed a smile that made her want to melt. She was so lost in his baby blue eyes she forgot to introduce herself. "And this would be the time that you would normally tell me your name."

"Oh, um I'm Riley Scott."

"Yeah, you're Jamie's cousin right?" He smirked a little.

"Yeah, is that a bad thing?"

"No, it's just that your cousin and I don't really get along, but I hope that doesn't stop you and me from becoming friends."

She blushed. They spent the rest of the period getting to know each other. He was cute, but she knew him and Jamie not getting along would cause problems, but at the moment she didn't really care. At lunch Riley sat next to Jamie and his friends. Most of the guys were basketball players and most of the girls cheerleaders. She pretended to be interested in their conversation, and some of the girls even invited her to go shopping after school, but she declined using being grounded as her excuse. Jamie's friends were nice and all; they just weren't her scene.

"Are you looking for someone?" Jamie asked noticing Riley staring around the cafeteria.

"Oh, what? No, no. I'm just looking around." She stared back at her pizza. It didn't look to appetizing anymore. She got up to throw it away, "I think I'm going to go find the art room. It's my next class." She 

told him as she left the table. He was to engross in his sandwich to point the way for her so she just walked down a random hall hoping to find her way, but after a few random halls she still hadn't found her way, and the bell was about to ring.

"Hey." Riley was surprised to her Jay's voice.

"Oh, hi." She smiled.

"You look a little lost."

"Yeah, could you tell me where the art room is?"

"I could," he stepped closer, "or we could ditch and go hang out." Riley was surprised at his suggestion, and her face must have gave her away. "Oh, not your thing? That's cool." He smiled the same smirk he had during PE.

She smirked back. "No, but it is my first day. I don't think it would be a very good idea to skip." She said coolly as she started to walk away. "And besides I don't even know you."

"Well, we could get to know each other." He ran up to her. The hall was getting crowded as the bell had just rung summoning the students out of lunch. "Come on." He was trying so hard, but Riley knew not to give in that easily. Riley kept walking, and Jay kept following. The hallway was clearing out as the teens headed off to class.

"Will you just tell me where the art room is?" Riley stopped. "I don't want to be late." She said as the second bell rang.

"Too late," Jay smiled, "but I will tell you if you go out on a date with me this Friday."

Riley knew his type well; the type that thought they were God's gifts to women. Jay fit the stereotype perfect. "Can't I'm grounded." She said simply. "Now where's the art room?" The two went into a playful bickering, and didn't even notice the arrival of Haley.

"Aren't you two supposed to be in class?" Both turned, surprise.

"Oh, sorry Mrs. Scott it's my fault really. I was just getting to know Riley." He put on his best 'I'm innocent' smile, but Haley wasn't buying it.

"Jay get to class now, and don't let this happen again." Jay headed off towards his next class leaving Riley and her alone.

"Riley, what are you doing?"

"I couldn't find my next class. He was going to show me where it was."

"Uh huh, I'm sure. Don't let me catch you again."

"It won't." Riley said quietly.



"I mean it Riley. Don't think for a second I won't write you up. You have to abide by the rules. Just like everyone else does. Understand?" Riley nodded. "Okay, come on I'll take you to your next class. What is it?"