A/N: Hi Everyone, I just wanted to apologize for the length of time between updates lately, life has been rather hectic and I haven't been getting any writing done, not the fanfic, not my own personal writing, nada.

Anyways, yeah, so here is the latest chapter. The song is 'Feeling Good' and it's by Muse. If you don't listen to them, you should definitely take a listen…

One other thing, I'm not one to beg for reviews, but they really aren't coming in. I can see that people are still reading my story by the hits, but I have no idea what you are thinking about it. So I would really appreciate it if you would review. Even if it's just to let me know you want me to keep writing.

To those of you who have been reviewing, please keep it up! If you write, you know the feeling when someone reads and takes the time to review your story, to those who don't write, it means the world. Thanks to my loyal reviewers! You guys rock!

A quick thanks to Vicky who continues to support me when I go into slumps with my writing… and continues to act as a Beta. Thanks Vicky!

So with all that being said, on with the chapter! R&R

"Feeling Good"

After Nathan hung up the phone from talking to Haley, he stood there for a minute and smiled. Not the typical Nathan Scott smirk, but a bit of a goofy grin. He was thinking about everything his life had become, and everything that was slowly falling into place for his future.

Nathan thoughtfully took the time to think of his wife and son, as he often did. He loved them more than anything else in this world and nothing could beat the feeling of the days where they'd just spend the day as a family, not even basketball, which had taken second place in his life and that is where he intended it to stay.

Thinking back to the conversation with his beautiful bride, he was undoubtedly ecstatic. She had told him to follow his dreams, or at least to ensure this was his dream by talking to his coach. He had her full support; she and his son would follow him wherever they needed to be.

Deciding that he couldn't wait until his classes were finished and then live through a gruelling practice prior to talking to the man that had helped and was further helping him realize all of his dreams, Nathan turned and jogged in the opposite direction towards the gym and the head coach's office.

Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Reeds driftin' on by you know how I feel

It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

As he passed a couple of people, those who knew him were giving him strange looks, in fact those who didn't know him were giving him strange looks. Nathan, typically stoic in stature and fairly serious in school, had more than a few people curious about the slightly crooked and goofy smile on his face. Upon noticing, he shook his head and chuckled slightly, laughing it off. He was on a natural high right now and didn't care who could see it or what people thought.

A few minutes later the star athlete had crossed campus and made his way into the gym, hesitating only slightly to shake his nerves off. For a brief moment he fell into a small daydream, imagining the worst.

Everyone around him was laughing. He was standing in the gym, the center of attention to the packed stands… his coach walking towards him.

"Nathan, son…" The coach started laughing lightly and shaking his head.

Nathan didn't understand what was going on, why would everyone be laughing at him.

"You didn't really think you were going to play for the NBA did you? You aren't good enough for that, you'll never be good enough,." The coach could barely finish his sentence he was laughing to hard now.

"This has got to be some sort of joke…" The raven haired man started to say, speaking softly with uncertainty.

"A joke? A joke?" the coach was laughing so hard now that he was struggling to breath. Taking a minute to compose himself he breathed in deeply a couple of times. "…the only joke around here is you Nathan…"

Snapping out of the daydream… or more of a nightmare, Nathan shook it off. He could really stand to take a few lessons on optimism from his wife. The way he'd think sometimes, bringing himself down he could certainly be labelled as a masochist, or at least self-torturing. Maybe he and Lucas had even more in common than he previously thought.

Thinking of his brother now, as he walked into the coach's office, he wished even more now that his Luke could share the court with him in the big leagues.

Taking in a deep breath for courage and knocking lightly on the door, he heard the reply he was waiting for.

"Come in Nathan…"

"Coach" Nathan greeted the man he held in high regard, the man who had taught him everything he knew. Never would he have thought that Whitey, the hard-assed high school basketball coach, with the biggest heart in the world would have ended up following Nathan to university.

Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom in the tree you know how I feel

It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

Whitey was the only reason Nathan could still play after the point shaving scandal that rocked the small town of tree hill. After he lost his scholarship to Duke, Whitey had left Tree Hill High school only to take a coaching job at a small college and offered Nathan a chance on the team and even more important, a chance to prove he was no longer a disgrace to the basketball world. After first and only season, they had taken a national championship, and UCLA had offered Nathan a full ride scholarship. Upon attending his first practice, he found out that the current coach would be retiring as soon as the replacement coach could begin with them.

There had been many speculations as to who would be taking over, however the university had managed to keep tight lipped. Six weeks later, Coach Whitey Durham had stepped into the gym and into the role of head coach. To say Nathan had been shocked was an understatement and he later found out that Whitey had wanted to surprise him regarding the fact that Nathan would yet again be under his tutelage and that was why the university had made no press releases and hadn't said anything to any of the players.

Now, after nearly a season of playing for Whitey, he was quite possibly about to embark on a new career, one that had been in his dreams since the first time Dan made him shoot hoops, because despite the fact that Dan had pushed him and pushed him to perfect his game, Nathan had fallen in love with the game the first time he held the ball.

"How are you son?" Whitey asked with a small smile.

"I'm really good coach… really, really good…"

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when the day is done
And this old world is a new world
And a bold world

Whitey laughed at Nathan's reply. Looking back, he knew this young man had really gone the distance to make the life he had for himself, and he could only keep going up as long as he stayed on track.

"So Nathan, tell me, what do I owe the pleasure of seeing your face when you are supposed to be in class keeping your grades up?" He had a slight sternness to his voice, only because he expected the best of his players, on the court and with their academics.

Nathan chuckled at this; he really should have expected it. "Sorry coach, I wanted to talk to you about the draft… I really wanted your opinion on what I should do?" Although at one point in time, Nathan could have cared less about his coach's thoughts on his basketball career, he now drank in every word the old man spoke. His opinion mattered and he knew it would play a large role in his decision.

"My opinion, huh?" He smiled at the request. The boy that he had coached for years was all grown up and now, here he was, asking him what to do.

"Yes Sir"

"Well, have you talked to Haley? What does she think?" Whitey figured he'd turn this back on Nathan and what he and Haley thought was best for their family. He certainly didn't want to make the decision for the young man, but he would support him either way.

"I have coach, and although I think she's a little scared about the prospect of possibly moving, she wants me to follow my dreams if it's what I think is right. She did however want me to talk to you first". Nathan smiled as he thought of his wife's support. Although he shouldn't have been surprised, Haley had always been behind him following his dreams, he'd still been completely speechless at her support this time.

"Well then, sounds like you've got your bases covered son. All you need to do is figure out what you want then. You're wife supports you, I support you, you've worked hard to get as far as you have."

"I want this coach, I do…" there was no hesitation in Nathan's voice. He'd worked for this since he could hold a basketball and now that his dream was in his reach, he knew he had to go for it.

"Then I'll make the call son, consider yourself a first draft pick." The old man smiled, he was going to see one of his most promised players make the NBA, never in his wildest dreams, despite the constant hope, did he truly believe he would see a boy from the small town where he coached make the NBA. "I'm pretty sure there's somewhere you need to be though, isn't there?"

Nathan chuckled. "Yes sir, heading to class now. See you at practice!" He gave a slight wave as he walked out the door of the office. A new confidence in his step, he smiled. He had the world at his feet and all his dreams were about to come true.

For me, Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel

It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good