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Chapter 2: It Couldn't Be, Could it?

After finally having gotten the girls up and ready, Haley sat in the car waiting for them to come out. Five minutes later they were on the road headed to school.

"Are you girls nervous for your first day here?" Haley asked her daughters.

"No," they both answered at the same time. They finally arrived at the school. Haley shuddered as they drove past the rock that was still painted blue with a white 23 on it. There were so many memories, good and bad, in this place that she still hasn't let go of. The three girls got out of the car.

"Mom, why are you coming in?" Sadie asked.

"Yeah, we're big enough to go in by ourselves," Savannah added sarcastically.

"I have some papers to sign," Haley replied.

"Ok, fine," both girls said at the same time.

God, they drive me nuts with replying at the same time the same thing, Haley thought. They all arrived at the main office and the girls received their schedules. They had most of the same classes. After a few minutes of hearing the rules, the girls noticed their mother standing there still.

"Mom, you can go now," Sadie said and Savannah looked at her watch.

"I have to go meet the basketball coach. I'll come to the café after school to tell you how my day went," Savannah said and hugged her mom goodbye. Haley had a very close relationship with her daughters, kind of like Lorelai and Rory on Gilmore Girls. When the girls were toddlers, Haley would make them watch Gilmore Girls with her until they fell asleep. Even though the show had been off the air for a while, the girls still watched the DVDs with their mother.

"I'm gonna go check out the music classroom and see if the teacher is any good," Sadie said and followed suit after her sister. "Bye mom."

"Bye babies, I'll see you tonight," Haley said and watched her girls head down the same hallways as she had walked at their age. She left the school and headed to the café.

A few days ago

Haley had just gotten the girls settled into their bedrooms and now they were all hungry. It was 10:00 on Saturday night; they had arrived in town just earlier that day and had yet to see anyone she knew. Haley walked up to the familiar door.

"Mom, it says closed," Sadie pointed out.

"I know," Haley said. "That won't matter." Haley opened the door and heard little bells jingle above her head. She saw a familiar head of dark hair turned in the opposite direction.

"Sorry, we're closed," she said without turning around.

"I was hoping you could make an exception for someone from your past," Haley said. Karen turned around. It couldn't be Haley, could it? She hadn't been to Tree Hill in 15 years.

"Oh my god, Haley is that you?" Karen said as she ran over to hug Haley.

"Yeah, it's me," Haley said while hugging the woman she still considered her surrogate mother.

"What are you doing here? Did anyone know you were coming? Do you have somewhere to stay? Where are the girls? What-"

"Karen, one question at a time please," Haley said.

"Right, sorry, I'm just so happy to see you."

"I know. The girls are right behind me," Haley said.

"No one's behind you," Karen said.

"What are you-" she cut herself off as she noticed the girls not behind her. "Excuse me for a second," she said going out the door to see her girls sitting on a bench outside. "What are you two doing out here?"

"It was closed, so we waited out here," Savannah explained.

"I told you it would be fine. Now go inside," Haley said dragging them up off the bench.

"But, mom," the girls said.

"Don't 'but mom' me, go inside." The girls went inside. "I found them," Haley said causing Karen to turn back around.

"Oh my god, they're even more beautiful then on the Christmas card," Karen said going over to hug each of the girls.

"Do I know you," they both said at the same time.

"Girls, you were so little you probably don't remember, but this is your Grandma Karen," Haley said.

"Oh, is she the bastard's mom?" Sadie asked bitterly.

"Sadie watch your mouth. No, she's not, and I've told you before, don't call your father that," Haley said to her. "Only I can do that," she muttered to herself.

"What was that mom?" the girls asked.

"Nothing," Haley replied.

"Okay, then how is she our grandma if she's not?" Sadie asked.

"She was like a second mother to me, so she'll be a grandmother to you."

"So now that we got that covered, what are you doing here?" Karen asked.

"We moved back," Haley answered.

"You did?" Karen asked happily. "I'm so glad, I've missed you."

"I've missed you too. I was just listening to an old U2 song and remembered what you said about this place always being here for me."

"Mom, sorry to interrupt but we're hungry," Savannah cut in.

"Oh yeah, sorry girls," Haley said having forgotten what they came for.

"What can I get for you?" Karen asked.

"How about three orders of your awesome mac and cheese?" Haley asked.

"Of course, you always loved your mac and cheese," Karen said going around the counter to start making it.

"Girls, why don't you go sit over there and talk amongst yourselves while I talk to Karen?" Haley suggested and the girls sat over by the windows while Haley sat at the counter.

"They look just like you Haley," Karen said. "All except for the eyes."

"I know, it's so hard for me to look into their eyes. It's like I'm looking at Nathan looking back at me."

"So do they play basketball or do they sing?" Karen asked, knowing they had to be like one of them.

"Sadie sings and is a cheerleader. I don't know where she gets the cheerleading part from, but she loves it so that's all that matters," Haley said.

"And Savannah?" Karen asked and Haley sighed.

"She's all Nathan. She was the top player at her old school and couldn't sing if her life depended on it. She is so confident and knows she's good, just like her dad."

"It sounded earlier like they're not too fond of him though."

"No, they're definitely not. They've never met him and don't want to, they won't even acknowledge the Scott in their last names. They remind me of what Lucas was like when we were younger. Speaking of, how is my best friend?" Haley asked.

"He's good. He'll be so excited to see you. When was the last time you talked to him?"

"Last month I think," Haley replied. "We never really have time to talk anymore, but that will change now that I'm back."

"I'm so excited that you'll get to meet Laila finally!" Karen said.

"Me too, she looks so cute in her pictures you've emailed me."

"If you come back tomorrow in the daytime you can see her. I always tell her stories about you."

"I was actually wondering if maybe I can have my old job back. I'd love to work with you again if I could," Haley asked. She didn't really need a job, but staying home all day would be boring.

"Of course you can. I'd love to have you back here."

Present

"Hi, I'm looking for the coach," Savannah said as she walked in the gym to see a man about her mother's age sitting on the bleachers. She recognized him from the NBA, he had recently retired from his team.

"That's me," the man said and started to walk down toward her.

"Hi, I'm Savannah. I just transferred here," she said.

"Yeah, I got your stats from your school in New York." She looked so familiar, just like…no it couldn't be. "You were captain of your team with the schools record for most baskets in a single game. Very impressive, so is your shooting average."

"Thanks, so can I join your team?" Savannah asked.

"You like to get right to the point, don't you?" He asked laughing.

"Yeah, so can I?" she asked again. He handed her a ball.

"Make five shots from the free throw line and then I'll let you know," he said and placed down 4 more balls near her.

"No problem," she said and sunk all five shots in a row. "Nothing but net," she said when she was done.

"Okay, let's go into my office and I'll give you some papers to fill out. I'll bring you your jersey sometime over the weekend."

"Okay, thanks," she said and filled out the papers. As she left he started to look at the papers. 'Savannah James' was the name written out on the name line.

No, it couldn't be. Could it?

A/N: Good, bad, mediocre? Please let me know what you thought in a review. If you're reading, please let me know what you think. This chapter took a while for me because I'm still deciding on certain things and I knew if I didn't wait a little while, I'd change my mind after posting.

Stephanie JJ

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