Thank you guys for your comments! I've noticed some stuff with the uploading and how the scenes looked bunch together, so I hope the line thing I see others do helps. Mrs. Naley Scott- 1st off, cute name. 2nd, Thank you so much! Dianehermans- Thank you. I can promise you one couple, but I can't promise you the other, and I'm not saying which even if it might be obvious. You'll see the difference of the sides in each chapter. Thank you guys again! Here's the new chapter. Let me know what you think :] Oh, this contains cussing, if you want me to block it out, I will.

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Nathan waited outside his classroom for the teacher to open the door. His entire class was. Students lined up against lockers to wait for their teacher to arrive, talking amongst themselves. Brooke walked towards the class and Nathan nodded as he saw her. She had a small bruise on her chin. He motioned her over to him and she tried to move her way through the crowded hallway saying "excuse me" so she can pass. As Brooke continued towards Nathan, her butt was smacked hard. She quickly turned around, ready to slap the kid, but stopped when she saw who it was. Her heart fell and panic filled her. It was the red haired kid from the night before.

"Brooke Davis. Mmm. You look fine today." he said taking a step towards her. Brooke took a step back and bumped into some students. Nathan looked at Brooke and saw the kid from last night. He quickly pushed his way through the students and moved in front of Brooke. Brooke closed her eyes letting out a loud breath of relief.

"Can I help you?" Nathan said taking a step towards the kid. This kid was getting on his last nerve and if beating the shit out of him in school was going to make him back off then Nathan was going to do just that. He let him slide last night with jumping him and the attempt rape for Brooke but, he was done playing games. Whether his dad kicked his ass for fighting in school or he got his ass kicked in school, he wanted the kid to back off.

"Not unless you want the other side of your lip to be cut too." The kid said taking a step towards Nathan. Nathan laughed and pushed the kid up against the lockers hard. All eyes were on them and a few of the kids friends were on guard. Ready to jump Nathan right there.

"I'm going to ignore the threat and let you pass with a warning. Touch her again, and I'll break you in two." Nathan stared into the kids eyes waiting to see if he was going to say or do anything. The kid didn't, so Nathan let him go. Nathan turned around and led Brooke towards the classroom.

"She's probably like your mom anyway!" the kid yelled after Nathan. Nathan stopped in his steps. He slid his backpack off and quickly punched the kid in the face. The red head hit the lockers hard. His eyes widened as Nathan tackled him.

"HEY, HEY!! BREAK IT UP!" Brooke moved out of the way as teachers rushed over to the two students fighting. Nathan punched the kid and kicked him as he was pulled back. "You come with me!" The teacher ordered. Nathan continued to stare at the evil face, pure hate in his eyes. He wanted to break him right there. To wipe the smirk off his face. The kid smiled and laughed, touching his bleeding lip. "RIGHT NOW!" The teacher yelled. Nathan snatched his bag up and followed the teacher down the hall, looking behind at the kid. He wasn't done with him yet. He was just getting started. Brooke turned around and bumped into someone.

"Sorry." She apologized.

"Watch it! Jeez." The tall red haired girl said. She ran a hand through her long red locks and straightened out her jean skirt.

"I said sorry." Brooke said with slight tone.

"And I don't care. Next time watch where you're going."

"You know, for someone with money, I would think you would know how to dress instead of a short jean skirt, a t-shirt, and whore heels."

"Like you know how to dress." The girl laughed. "Please, because jeans and a button up shirt are so in now, right?" Brooke looked around. Most people were in jeans. "Listen, just stick to your own kind and stop trying to take ours." She warned getting in Brooke's face.

"Like I would want a boyfriend with red hair, who drinks, beats up other people because they're different, and who has freckles." Brooke laughed. "I'm good with the one I have, but thanks." The red haired girl took a step towards Brooke.

"Look-"

"Rachel, just leave it." Haley said. She was leaning on the lockers next to Rachel and she had witnessed the entire fight. She knew Rachel was going to start something unless she could stop her. Brooke looked at Haley surprised. None of their 'kind' had ever stuck up for Brooke or her friends. Haley would be the first. Haley was dressed in a tight pink dress and she was wearing a matching sweater over it. Whether she stuck up for Brooke and her 'kind' or not. The point was, she was one of 'them'.

"Haley, stop sticking up for them." Rachel turned back towards Brooke. "I find it funny that you say you're good with your boyfriend seeing as he was just taken off to the office. Where he'll probably get arrested for attacking Justin like that."

"He didn't attack him and he's not-"

"And the fact that you'll end up pregnant like your mother and then leave is no surprise."

"Rachel!" Haley said shocked. Brooke stood there with her mouth open slowly looking away from Rachel. No one had spoken of her mother in almost two years. Brooke had remembered the things but erased them from her mind purposely. She couldn't believe a girl she didn't even know was being so cruel. Brooke's chest was slowly starting to shake. She closed her mouth and tugged at her shirt uncomfortably. Before anyone could say another thing, a blond appeared next to Brooke.

"Hey." she said cheery. Brooke looked next to her to see her best friend. Peyton Sawyer. It had always been Peyton and her. Just them with the guys. They were the only two girls who would stick with the guys through thick and thin. Every other girl wanted to sleep with them.

Brooke forced a smile on her face and Peyton knew something was wrong right away. "What's wrong?" she asked concerned, slowly rubbing her back. Brooke shook her head, the shocked look still on her face.

"See Haley? Their kind is just full of poor gays and rejects." Rachel said turning towards Haley. Peyton looked at Rachel pissed.

"Well if you have a problem with us then why don't you get out of my face before I make you?" Peyton threatened.

Rachel laughed. "You don't scare me." Rachel said. "None of you do. Not even your lover here. Or her gay boyfriend." Rachel turned back towards Haley.

Peyton laughed. "Well, I would be scared if I was you because," Peyton took a step towards Rachel. "You're on my last nerve and I am this close to punching your face in."

"I'd like to see that."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah-"

"Rachel, just drop it and lets go!" Haley cut off. Rachel looked at her. "Lets just go. Don't you want to see how Justin is?" Haley lied. She could care less how Justin was doing. She just didn't want another fight to break out.

"Yeah, go check on your ugly friend." Rachel looked at Peyton. "I'd listen to your tramp of a friend if I was you."

"Excuse me?" Haley said offended. "I was trying to help you!"

"I don't need your damn help. And I don't want your pity. So, why don't you two get the hell out of my face?"

"Rachel, lets just go." Haley said pulling on Rachel's arm. She was smart enough to ignore Peyton and just leave. She didn't care what anyone thought about her. She never had. She did the things she liked without anyone's concern or permission.

"Hi, Brooke." Brooke and Peyton looked to see who it was. It was Brooke's boyfriend, Jimmy Edwards. He wasn't a looker but, he treated her like a queen and that's why she was with him. She wanted a guy who knew how to treat a girl. Jimmy was that guy. But, he wasn't the only one. All the guys she hung out with knew how to treat girls. Well, most of them. And they refused to lay a hand on one. Jimmy and her had been blissful for the time they had been dating and Brooke was sure that it was never going to end. Which was fine with her.

"Hey, Jim." Peyton said looking back at Haley and Rachel. Jimmy gave Brooke a soft kiss on the lips, enlacing their fingers together, and Brooke looked at Peyton and then Rachel.

"Peyton, lets go. We need to check on Nathan." Brooke said pulling on her best friends arm.

"See Haley? They're scared." Rachel laughed pointing at the two girls.

"We're not scared of you. No one is tramp." Brooke spoke up. "We just know that you're not worth anything." Brooke mad a sad face at her. "Sorry." Brooke lied, trying to sound truly sad and like she cared. Rachel took a step towards Brooke and punched her hard in the face. Jimmy caught Brooke.

"Bitch." Rachel said looking down at Brooke. Peyton tackled Rachel into the lockers and banged her head against them.

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"Whoa! Holy shit! Look at that punch!" A student yelled watching the three girls fight. Nathan looked behind him and saw Brooke, Peyton and Rachel all fighting. Nathan turned around and started to make his way through the crowd. Nathan slipped his bag off and quickly grabbed Peyton off of Rachel.

"Let go! I'm not done with her yet!" Peyton yelled trying to get out of his grip.

"Grab her!" Nathan yelled. "Jimmy, grab Brooke!" he repeated. Jimmy snapped out of it and pulled Brooke off of the tall red head. Rachel flipped her hair and her hand was covering her cheek. They could see the blood on her hand. Brooke struggled to get out of Jimmy's grip. She was just beginning with Rachel. She wasn't about to have some girl talk shit about her freely.

"Psycho." Rachel said removing her hand from her face.

"You bitch." Brooke said trying to hit Rachel again. Brooke scratched Rachel across the face.

"Hey, hey!" Nathan said letting go of Peyton and grabbing Brooke. Peyton punched Rachel hard in the face. Rachel hit the lockers again, bumping into Haley a bit. Nathan quickly grabbed Peyton again, pulling her off of Rachel. "Stop, stop! Both of you!" The girls slowly stopped, trying to calm down. Only to hear Nathan out though. They would do anything for him. "Jesus Christ…." Nathan looked at Rachel.

"Hey!" Nathan and the girls looked to see a teacher heading their way. Rachel smiled as she saw the teacher and gave the girls a dirty look.

"Great." Nathan mumbled looking at the ground. Now he was going to be in more trouble.

"You!" The teacher yelled pointing at Nathan as he reached them. "Let go of the girl and come with me!" Nathan removed his hands from around Peyton and picked up his bag.

"He wasn't trying anything!" Peyton said straightening out her shirt.

"Yeah, that's what they all say." The teacher turned towards Nathan. "You're just dying to loose you job, aren't you?"

"You just love being a dick, don't you?" Peyton said with an attitude. The teacher looked at her.

"You, missy, are coming with me." He said pointing to her. Peyton laughed and walked towards Nathan. She didn't care if she got in trouble. No one did. "You're all coming with me. You, you, and you." He said pointing to Rachel, Brooke, and Haley.

"What?" Haley asked shocked. "I didn't do anything! I was a bystander! And, he split them up and you're going to punish him for that?!" Haley said pointing to Nathan. Nathan looked at her shocked. None of her 'kind' or anyone like her, had ever stuck up for him. They had stuck with their 'kind' and he had stuck with his. Their paths had never crossed. Not once in time.

"Haley, shut up! You're not supposed to stick up for them!" Rachel whispered in a tone to Haley.

Haley rolled her eyes. "Oh, fuck you, Rachel. I'm in this mess because of you. If you would've shut your big mouth like I told you, this wouldn't have happened."

"Princess-"

"Rachel, shut up or you'll have two black eyes." Haley turned back towards the teacher.

"Come with me now." The teacher said grabbing her by the arm. Haley pushed him off of her and snatched her arm out of his grip. The teacher pointed at her as a warning and went to grab her arm again. Haley moved and Nathan pulled the teacher back.

"I think she knows how to follow." He said. Nathan let the teachers arm go and Haley stood next to him.

"Come with me now!" The teacher yelled. He pushed his way through the crowd and the five students followed, the girls following behind Nathan.

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Nathan sat next to Haley outside of the Principles office. Rachel, Brooke, and Peyton were all inside explaining their situation. They sat there in silence waiting to be called in. Haley occasionally looked over at Nathan and he returned the look but, no words were spoken.

"So, that was a nice move." Haley finally said breaking the silence. Nathan looked at her confused. He was surprised she was even speaking to him. It would be the first time one of her 'kinds' spoke to him without a threat or hate words.

"What was?" he asked sitting up.

"All of it. The teacher, Justin, all of it." Haley said playing with her hands. She knew everyone would freak if they saw her talking to him, but the silence was killing her. She had to talk.

"Not really." Nathan said looking down at his jeans. They were torn at the bottom. He didn't see a point in fighting. None of it really made sense to him. People fought for stupid reasons. He would only fight if it was someone he cared for. If they were hurt or if someone hurt them. He wasn't big on it though. He tried to fight as less as he could. Not that he couldn't. There was a time where he liked fighting, but after reaching his limit, he was done with it.

"You too, though. With the words though. You got a way with them." He said looking at her for a moment. Haley laughed and tucked her hair behind her ear. She looked at Nathan with a smile on her face and he met her gaze. It was the first time they had really, really, looked at each other.

She stared into his eyes for a moment. Those blue eyes. They were soft on her. It was like he was looking through her soul or something. She tried to look at his clothes, to look away from his eyes but, she couldn't. She couldn't look away from them. They were so gorgeous and she could tell they had many sides to them. Like a story. It was like she could stare at them forever.

Nathan didn't mind looking at her clothes. They didn't matter to him. He stared into her brown eyes for a moment. They were nice on him. Not full of hate or disgust. They had a certain sparkle to them. She was really looking at him like a human. Not as a poor teen with no money who she couldn't talk to and had to hate because he was poor. Her long blond hair cupped her face nicely. She really did look like a rich girl to him. It didn't matter to him though like it did the others but, she wasn't like her kind either. She was different. He wouldn't mind getting to know her. But he knew he couldn't. If only their sides weren't in the way.

Haley finally broke her gaze from his blue eyes and looked at his clothes. His faded blue jeans were ripped at the bottom. His pocket was ripped as well. She could see a few light stains on them but nothing too big or too visible. His dark t-shirt had strings hanging from it. It looked about a size too small on him but, he looked good in it. His jean jacket was the only thing that looked new. No rips or tears. No stains. Nothing. She looked at him. His upper lip had a small cut on his right side and there was a small burn on his left earlobe.

"It probably didn't help my situation though." Haley said looking back into his eyes. Nathan opened his mouth about to talk, when the door opened. Haley and Nathan looked up. Rachel came out with a smile on her face as the other two, didn't look so happy. The teacher that brought them walked out behind them.

"You two, in now!" he said firmly. Haley took a deep breath and grabbed her matching purse.

"Here we go." Nathan mumbled grabbing his bag.

"Tell me about." Haley whispered back. They entered the office and Nathan let her take the first seat. "Thank you." she said putting her purse down. Nathan gave her a nod and sat down next to her. The teacher closed the door and it was just the principle and them. Haley's seating was different from Nathan's. She sat with her back straight and her hands in her lap as Nathan was sitting in a slump position.

"Mr. Scott, this is the fourth time you have been sent here. And that's just in these three weeks." The principle said. Nathan slowly looked at the principle. He had heard the same speech every time he sat down. "Do you want to loose your job?" Nathan didn't answer him. Haley looked over at Nathan. "I've told you before, Mr. Scott. Three was the limit." Nathan rubbed his eyes.

"But this wasn't my fault." Nathan said leaning up.

"That's what you said the last time, Mr. Scott. I can not continue to let you slide."

"He smacked her ass! What was I supposed to do?!"

"Mr. Scott," the Principle took a deep breath. "You're on thin ice as it is." Haley watched as the two went back and forth.

"So if someone smacked your wife's ass, you would let them slide? You wouldn't do anything?" Nathan asked.

"Is that a threat to my wife? Are you threatening her?" Haley looked at the principle shocked on how he was acting and what he was saying. How was that a threat? He wasn't even giving Nathan a chance to explain the situation or what happened. He wasn't willing to hear Nathan's side of the story.

Nathan opened his mouth but was cut off. "I'm sorry, but you're fired."

"I need this job." Nathan said slowly. Haley could see that Nathan was begging here to keep the job he had. Which she had no clue what it was or what it had to do with school, but her mind wasn't paying attention to that at the moment. The principle shook his head.

"You're done." Haley looked at Nathan, waiting to see if he was going to flip out. Nathan shook his leg in deep thought. He nodded his head and grabbed his bag. Nathan stood up and walked towards the door. "Leaving is just going to make it worse, Nathan." Nathan opened the door and left. Haley turned back towards the principle. "I'm sorry about that Ms. James." The principle said sighing.

"It's okay." Haley moved in her seat uncomfortably.

"Ms. James, seeing as this is the first time you have ever been sent here, I will let you slide. But, I advise you to stop hanging with the wrong crowd. Nathan Scott is an example of how exactly you don't want to turn out."

Haley looked at him shocked. "What does he have to do with anything? This is the first time I've ever met him. And, how would I turn out like him? I don't even know him."

"Ms. James, no need to get an attitude. I'm just saying that-"

"I'm not getting an attitude."

"As I was saying, I'm just using him as an example and he would be someone you wouldn't want to get to know. Him and his hooligans of friends." The principle looked down at a file on his desk. "He has some record on him. If you get to know him, you will be soon to end up like him. That's all I'm saying."

"I don't even know him. Why would I hang out with him?"

"You should keep it that way. Don't get to know him. He's only trouble. You should stick with-"

"I am so sick and tired of hearing that!" Haley said running a frustrated hand through her hair. "My kind, his kind. What does it all matter anyway?! He' a person, I'm a person. If I want to talk to him, I'm going to talk to him. You know what? I think I might ask him to go see a movie sometime." Haley snatched her purse up and walked towards the door.

"I doubt he'll have the money." The principle said under his breath with a laugh. Haley stopped in her steps and turned back towards him.

"The principle of a High School shouldn't be discriminating against his students because some have money and some don't. You're supposed to treat everyone equal and not be such a damn prick." Haley opened the door. "Your license should be taken away for that reason." She said before slamming the door behind her.