"That wasn't so bad was it?" Nathan asked Haley after they had landed and were now standing in the middle of the airport in Las Vegas.

"Actually it was."

"So what are we going to do now?" Brooke asked.

"I guess we're going to the hotel," Haley said. "Come on, let's go find us a taxi."

Haley started walking towards the exit and the others weren't far behind. It took about five minutes before they could get a taxi but when they did they put all their luggage in the trunk and then went to sit in the car. Peyton sat in the front with the driver while the others squeezed themselves together in the back.

"Where to?" the driver asked.

"Venetian hotel, please," Nathan told the him.

"Nice," the driver commented.

"Yeah…"

"Where are you kids from anyway? You don't look like you're from around here."

"That obvious, huh?"

"Pretty much."

"We're from Tree Hill."

"Never heard of it."

"Well, it's a small town so I'm not surprised."

After that it was quite in the car for the rest of the ride to the hotel.

"Now what?" Peyton asked after they had checked in to the hotel and left their luggage in their rooms.

"I still want that drink," Haley said.

"No, no, no. There will be no drinking before after we have shopped. I don't need you getting drunk so we have to carry you back."

"Brooke. We almost just got here and I'm tired. I don't want to shop right now."

"You have time to get drunk and sleep and whatever else it is you want to do after we get back."

"But…" Haley started to protest.

"No buts, let's go," Brooke said and took both Haley and Peyton by the arm and started to lead them out of the hotel. "Are you coming boys?"

"Yeah. You go ahead and we'll be right behind you," Lucas said.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Okay," Brooke said and left with the other two girls.

"Do we have to"? Nathan asked Lucas.

"I don't think we have a choice."

"Sure we do. We can just make a run for it."

"And possibly face the wrath of Brooke Davis? I don't think so."

"Come on. We can sneak away and go see if there's a game showing somewhere and the girls won't probably even notice.

"This is Brooke we're talking about."

"Fine, then you go with them and you tell them that I wasn't feeling well so I went up to our room and slept instead."

"Oh, no. If I'm going, you're going."

"Luke…"

"You are not leaving me alone with those shop maniacs, you're just not."

"First of all, Brooke is the only real shop maniac and besides, she is your girlfriend. And second of all, you'll do just fine."

"No, I won't be fine."

"You make them sound like their the plague."

"Trust me. I have been shopping with them before and I'm lucky I got out there alive."

"Don't be such a baby."

"You're coming with me and that's that."

"You're starting to sound like Brooke."

"Yeah, I know. Scary, huh?"

"Let's just go."

"I can't believe we are actually in Vegas!" Brooke said excited.

"Yeah, I know. It's amazing," Peyton agreed.

"Where are the guys?" Haley asked, looking around.

"Here we are," Nathan said when he came running towards the girls along with Lucas.

"What took you so long?" Brooke questioned.

"We were just…" Nathan started but couldn't come up with something to say.

"Talking," Lucas finished.

"Okay…Look! That store. Right now!" Brooke said and started to run towards the store, dragging Haley and Peyton along with her.

After four hours of shopping, the guys decided that they had had enough. They dragged the girls out of one of the stores even though they were nowhere near finished, and went back to hotel once again.

"Why the hell did you two do that for?!" Brooke yelled when they got there.

"You have already been shopping for four hours and you have enough clothes between the three of you that you can do your own fashion show if you want to," Lucas said.

"We weren't done!"

"But we were."

"You could have left without us."

"Trust me, you will thank me later."

"Don't hold your breath," Brooke muttered.

"Guys, let's not fight. This is supposed to be a fun trip. You know as in haha?" Haley said.

"Haley's right," Nathan said.

"Fine…" Brooke and Lucas said at the same time.

"Good. What's next?"

"I'm going to get drink I wanted hours ago," Haley said and started walking towards the bar.

"You're not even twenty-one. What makes you think they would actually give you a drink?"

"I just have to take my chances won't I?"

"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"We'll see in a minute."

"What can I get you?" the bartender asked Haley.

Haley looked at her friends and husband and then looked back at the bartender. She sighed. "Water please," she said.

"Coming right up."

After Haley had gotten her water she went back to the gang.

"What happened?" Brooke asked.

"You did! Thanks to you, I couldn't do it."

"That's what we're here for."

"Well, since I can't have that drink that I wanted, we need to find something else to do. Any ideas?"

"I guess we could go and check out the pool. They have a pool right?"

"Yes, Brooke."

"Good. Or maybe we could go play some poker?"

"Like you were so kind to remind me of, we aren't twenty-one."

"Oh, right. How about the slot machines? Or we could go get something to eat because I'm a little hungry, or we could…Oh my god."

"Hey guys, nice to see you again."

"Felix…"