Hey guys, thank you to everyone who gave me some feedback! Here's chapter 3, and as promised, it is a little longer. Enjoy and please review!

P.S. My little brother told me that he would get me some ice cream if I put him in the story, so he's in it, randomly, you'll see.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the storyline...

Summary: Nathan Scott is the most popular guy in school and Haley James is just an average girl who happens to be friends with Nathan's half-brother, Lucas. What happens when each of their groups of friends end up staying next door to each other all summer?

A Summer to Remember

Chapter 3

"Have you guys seen my wallet?" Nathan asked as he searched through the clothes that he had pulled out of his bag and put on the bed.

"No." Peyton and Tim replied.

"Great. I must have left it in the car." He said to himself as he opened to door and headed for the stairs. As he walked down the hall, he saw someone headed directly at him with about 3 oversized bags piled up above her head. The bags looked really heavy and she was having some serious difficulties walking down the hall.

Just as he was about to ask if she needed any help, she lost her balance and started to topple over. Luckily, Nathan's basketball training had helped him achieve pretty good reflexes and he rushed forward and caught the girl just as she was about to hit the floor.

"Let me help you with that." Nathan insisted as he grabbed two of the bags and helped her up.

"Thanks. My condo is right there, number ni-." She was cut short when she realized who it was that had just helped her up and offered to carry her bags. Obviously he had just realized who she was too because he was staring at her with confusion in his dark blue eyes. Without saying anything, Nathan carried her bags down the short hallway and set them by the door.

"Thanks again." Haley said shyly.

"No problem." Nathan answered and continued quickly towards the stairs.

What had just happened? Haley James, his enemy was staying in condo 9. That was an expensive 2 bedroom apartment. There was no way she was able to pay for that herself. Which meant…Lucas. Damn it. Lucas in the condo right across from his all summer, how could this happen?

That was the most awkward moment of my entire life, she thought as she finally entered into her home for the summer. Nathan had surprised her. She had always thought of him as a cold hearted jerk, but she had just seen him offer help to someone he thought he didn't know. And then they had realized who the other was…awkward. She still couldn't believe that Nathan was here. Why was he here? Haley remembered the conversation she had overheard at the café and knew that Nathan, Tim, and Peyton were undoubtedly staying here too. How could this happen?

She walked over to a large glass door leading onto the balcony and saw Lucas and Brooke standing out there talking. It was so obvious that Brooke liked Lucas. To everyone except Lucas that is. She opened the door and joined them.

"There you are. We've already been up here for like 15 minutes." Brooke giggled.

"I was bringing up your bags." Haley replied coolly. "Oh, and Luke, guess who's here?"

"Who?" He asked while still looking out at the ocean and the dark clouds on the horizon.

"Nathan."

"Here? How do you know?" Lucas looked at her for the first time since she had come up.

"Let's just say I ran into him." Haley was now staring out at the dark blue waves.

"Great," Lucas said sarcastically. "We've only been here for a few hours and a storm is already brewing."

Haley didn't know if he was speaking symbolically or literally because the clouds certainly seemed to foreshadow a very nasty storm indeed.

"Lucas? Are you serious?" Peyton laughed as she stuffed her hand into a bag of chips, pulled a few out, and ate them. She had always thought that this feud between the brothers was entirely childish and unnecessary. In fact, she even found it comical at times.

"It's not funny Peyton." Nathan said annoyed. "This kid's going to ruin our whole summer."

"Nate's right. Nothing good could possibly come from this terrible and entirely unforeseeable coincidence." Tim added trying to use big words to sound smart.

"Just say this sucks, Tim." Nathan responded as he dug into his pocket for the wallet that he had retrieved from his car.

At that moment, a stranger threw open the door and ran in screaming "I'm a power ranger! Bow down to me!"

"What the hell? Who are you?" Peyton screamed.

"I am Brad, the red ranger." The red-headed boy said seriously. "Who needs to be saved?"

Nathan and Tim started laughing hysterically. Why did this loser just barge into their room wearing a full power ranger costume? This was too good. Where were the hidden cameras?

"Dude, the psycho person hospital is down the street." Tim laughed. Peyton and Nathan shot him looks that said 'you're an idiot'.

"On my danger sensor it said someone was seriously injured here." Brad justified while casting a glance down at a gadget on his wrist, apparently it was his 'danger sensor'.

"Are you kidding me? Who paid you to do this?" Nathan laughed.

"No one, I do it for the greater good." Brad explained as his 'danger sensor' broke in half and fell to the floor. "Oh no!" Brad picked up the two plastic pieces off the floor and ran out the door.

"That was so freaky that it made me want to eat pickles with mustard on them." Tim laughed.

"Just say it was weird, Tim." Nathan responded while a small smile crept across his face. That was the most random thing that had ever happened in his life.

"Remind me to lock that door." Peyton said aloud. "Anyway, how do you know that Lucas is here?" She questioned, returning to their original subject.

"I, um, saw one of his friends in the hall, so I'm just assuming he's here." Nathan responded as he opened the fridge and grabbed a coke.

"Was it the hot brown haired one?" Tim asked hopefully.

"No, the one that works at Karen's." Nathan popped open the can and took a large drink.

"Oh, the one with a smokin' ass?" Tim asked seriously.

"Why do you always do that?" Peyton yelled. "Why do you always label girls by their bodies? It's not right!" Peyton stomped into her room and slammed the door.

"PMS," Tim stated matter-of-factly as Nathan set his can on the counter and went into his room, completely ignoring Tim's ignorant comments.

"So, spill about Nathan." Brooke said to Haley as she opened the largest of her five suitcases and started hanging clothes up in the closet.

"I already told you." Haley responded simply as she folded a pair of jeans and put them into one of her designated dresser drawers. Brooke and Haley had decided to just share a room for the summer instead of one of them having to sleep on the couch. They were both tiny and sharing a queen bed would be no problem, the biggest inconvenience was the storage space. With all the stuff Brooke had packed, Haley only ended up with half of a dresser while Brooke got the other half and the whole closet.

"No you didn't. You just mumbled something vague and moved on." Brooke pointed out.

It was true; she hadn't really gone into much detail about the whole event, mostly because it was a little embarrassing. I mean, she randomly fell down while walking straight down a flat hallway, how much more of a klutz could she be? "It's not really important. I saw him, the end." Haley said quickly.

"Ok, so something embarrassing definitely happened." Brooke concluded.

Darn it. Why does she have to know me so well? Haley thought. "Fine, I was carrying two of your dumb suitcases and I lost my balance." She confessed.

"Wait, that still doesn't explain how you saw 'The Evil One.'" Brooke said, a little confused.

"Well, before I knew who he was, he offered to help me carry some of the bags. That's when I fell…He just helped me up, that's when we actually saw each other, and he took your two bags over to the door and then left. That's pretty much it."

"Wait, he actually carried your bags even after he knew who you were? Weird." Brooke stated as she officially ran out of closet space. "Darn, I guess I'm going to have to borrow some of Lucas's closet space."

Haley chuckled softly. The truth was, Brooke had asked the same question she had been asking herself for the past 20 minutes. Why would Nathan help his enemy? Maybe he wasn't that terrible of a person after all.