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Brooke's POV:

I had to deal with two people; firstly, Peyton and then Lucas.

I walked around searching for Peyton as I saw two people making out on one of the cafeteria tables. It was more like they were sucking each other's faces off.

"Urgh! Get a room you two! You cannot do that in the freaking cafeteria!" I said. They gave me a weird look and carried on kissing each other again.

I didn't even want to look at them so I just walked on.

Of course, the first beautiful pair of eyes that stared at me was Lucas's. We looked at each other for a while before he turned away.

Did we break up? I thought. To be honest, I didn't really want to know; at least, not now.

I went up to the table he was sitting at. Mouth was with him.

"Hi Mouth!" I said excitedly, "You alright?"

"Yeah, you?" he asked. Mouth was a nice guy, I liked him but as a friend only.

"Yeah I'm fine." I replied.

Again, I looked at Lucas; he was not looking at me but was focusing his full attention on the plate of food in front of him.

"Mouth, I'll see you later then . . ." I said starting to walk away. "Wait! Have you seen Peyton?" When I said her name, Lucas decided to look at me. I wanted to burst into tears. I wanted to slap Peyton for doing this to me. For making me feel so vulnerable.

"No, sorry." Mouth answered me quickly.

"Okay then, I'll see you later." I went, without even so much as a glance at Lucas.

-x-

I didn't want to eat. My stomach hurt. I went to the toilet. I realised that they repainted the doors and walls. The colour was pleasing to the eye, especially mine. It was blue, my favourite colour.

I looked at myself in one of the mirrors thinking whether I looked prettier than Peyton or not. Suddenly, I recognised a voice . . . Peyton! I thought. Peyton was crying.

"Peyt? Honey?" I called out. She didn't reply. I listened carefully to hear where the sounds were coming from. I found it at the furthest bathroom stall.

"Peyton, open the door!" A squeaky sound was heard as she unlocked the door and came out. She looked kind of weird. Make that very weird.

"Brooke! Look at me!" She cried, I opened my arms to hug her. She threw herself into my embrace.

"Peyton, you look exhausted, what happened?" I tried to look upset and sad for her. But, in truth, I wasn't because I knew that she cried for everything and anything.

"I know! It's Nathan! He went and broke my heart into pieces!"

Great phrase Bitch! I thought.

"Oh no! What did he do?" I asked, a look of emergency came into her eyes. I knew what that meant. She wanted to have a private conversation with me.

"Wait for me here. Do not leave!" I commanded and she nodded.

I ran out of the toilets as fast as possible. I stopped and walked not bothering to run after a while.

The cafeteria, as it always was, was packed with people. I walked over to the table where Mouth was sitting once again.

"Mouth can I use your secret place please?"

"Yeah, of course." he replied.

"Don't come or anything until I tell you to." He nodded and I went back to Peyton.

Peyton was still crying and I didn't know what to do. I got some tissues and passed them to her before taking her little anorexic hand and took her to the secret place.

The secret place was truly amazing. Mouth and I always missed lessons because of this place. No one knew about it apart from him and me. It was the first thing we had shared at the beginning of the year.

Peyton and I arrived at the little house past the playing field in less than two minutes.

To say Peyton was shocked when I opened the tiny door, dragged her in, made some tea and gave her biscuits, would be an understatement.

"Tell me." I said. She looked at me and started to bawl all over again. I asked her again about what happened and she told me about Nathan liking another girl.

"Oh! Don't worry about it! I'm sure he doesn't." I hugged her tightly.

All of a sudden, we heard the bell ring. We ran to the main hall, "What lesson have you got now?" She asked me as I started walking away.

"I think I have Gym!" I yelled at her. "Well I'll see you later. And I think I'm going to have a word with Nate okay?" She nodded in reply and walked off in the other direction.

Nathan's POV:

I saw Brooke walking over to me. As she came closer, I said, "Brooke do you know where –?"

"Yes, I do. She has been crying her eyes out and you don't even seem to care!" Brooke interrupted and then started to shout at me.

"Oh my God! I was looking for her!" I said in my own defence.

"Well Peyton has been with me all this time and it's fucking annoying because she cries for everything!"

Wait a minute! I thought.

"Hold on! Who are you talking about?" I asked her.

"I am talking about your girlfriend!" Brooke said a little exasperatedly.

"Whoops. I wasn't talking about Peyton! I was asking where Haley is!" Brooke's eyes narrowed at that. She looked murderous.

"WHAT?!"

"What? What! I am talking about Haley because your fucking girlfriend, I mean, best friend is being rude to a new girl who cried more than her. You shouldn't trust her! She comes out with lies!"

"You know what? I don't really care. At least, Peyton is my friend and I like that. It's much easier to deal with so go and find your Haley and leave me alone." Brooke said pushing me away.

At that moment, a teacher came up to us and told us to get to the lesson we were supposed to be in. We had no choice but to go.

I sighed in class. I was bored. The teacher called my name. I said yes. He said, "Go and sit next to Haley please!" I was ecstatic as I turned in my seat and saw Haley sitting there. Without protest I did as I was told.

Haley didn't look at me when I sat down though.

"Haley, I am really sorry. I honestly didn't know she was going to say that. Please . . . look at me!" She looked at me. I was shocked as I saw the pain in her eyes. The rest of her was trembling; her rims of her beautiful eyes were red. The strange thing was, I could feel the pain – her pain.

Haley's POV:

He was sitting next to me. I mean, why on earth am I the one who has these things happening to them? Why am I the only one who gets picked on? I didn't look at him, I didn't want to. I could feel the tears brimming up in my eyes. I wanted to tell him that I never wanted to see him again. When he said to look at him, I did, for a brief second. He was breathing really hard, the way someone does when they feel something's wrong. He was nervous to say the least.

I forced myself to concentrate on the work in front of me. It didn't work for long. I could only smell the guy next to me; his sweet scent alluring me. My hand shot up.

The teacher looked at me. He saw my eyes. "You may go outside, Miss. James." I stood and went out. I could feel Nathan's eyes digging into me.

I drank some water and felt someone move near me. The same smell from before. The smell that was intoxicating me. Nathan. I stood up and walked towards the door as he stopped me by taking my wrist in his hand making me turn to face him. His normally glittering eyes had unusual tension in them. Making them feel as if they were tightened and restricted.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"I want the new girl called Haley James."

"Is that what you think?" I replied. "No, you are not getting me because I don't want to talk to you!"

"Haley, please!" I did want to talk to him but I needed to keep on being strong and pretend I couldn't stand him. He was there right in front of me and I was scared of telling him something ridiculous. I took a deep breath and opened the classroom door. Nathan was right behind me. I asked the teacher Mr. Matthews, "Sir, can I sit somewhere else please?" I looked at Nathan who was back at the table where I was sitting before.

"Yes, of course, go and sit next to . . ." The problem was that there were no more empty seats. A girl put her hand up.

"I'll switch with her!" Mr. Matthews nodded in reply, granting permission. I walked over to that girl's old place and took a seat. The boy next to me was anything but good looking, he was disgusting. He was eating something that smelled like sick and I instantly felt like puking. I smiled grimly. I wonder why that girl wanted to move . . .

An hour later

The bell rang; I stood up quickly hearing an awful noise. The guy was still eating but couldn't stand up.

It was around 15 minutes until the school ended. I was literally counting down the seconds.

"Haley?" I heard someone say behind me. I had a feeling that I remembered the voice. I turned around and saw "LUCAS!" I cried.

"Haley! What are you doing here?" He said with a smile.

"I live here now! What about you?" I said as I hugged him tightly.

"Same here." Lucas said hugging me back.

I was glad he was there. Maybe – just maybe – the school wouldn't be as bad as it had seemed . . .

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