"Can you believe that it only took us two hours to unpack everything we own?" Haley asked as she laid down on the couch in the living room next to Peyton.

"Hales, I took you and me two hours. It took Brooke two hours to unpack half of her suitcases."

"It's not my fault, I have a ton of clothes! Plus, last year's yearbook distracted me. The three of us were voted 'Most Likely to Stay Friends'. And let me say, they were totally right!"

"Well, duh! We did everything together in high school. We even got our Hales to join cheerleading with us."

"What are you talking about? I joined because I needed another activity for my college application."

"Yeah, sure because Ms. Girl-Next-Door with the 4.0 GPA, head of the school's tutor center and our class valedictorian needed something else for colleges to like her."

"P. Sawyer's totally right. You didn't need cheerleading to get into a good college."

"Fine. You guys are right. I joined so I could spend more time with you guys."

"Glad you admit that. You know that me and fake Goldilocks are always right. Just like we were about Chris."

"Yea, I know. But hey, I dumped Chris after you guys told me that you didn't trust him. It helped that I found him in bed with Rachel. I was actually kind of glad to break up with him. It made senior year better."

"Hell yea it did. We were free to party!"

"Nicely put, Peyt."

"Okay guys. I gonna go see if the people that live across the hall are home. Peyton, go order some food. I would prefer Chinese and I know that is probably what you both want too. And Brooke, try to finish unpacking all of your stuff so we can throw away the boxes tomorrow."

"Yes. Mom." both girls said.

"You may mock, but we all know that you are going to listen to me. And Peyton, order a ton of food. If the neighbors seem cool, I'll invite them over. I mean it is just college students in this condo building, so maybe our neighbors are hot college boys."

"Only one can hope. The boys back in Orland Park are so boring."
"That's because you've dated at least half of them."

"You're just jealous because you only dated like two guys during high school, Peyt."

"I only dated one. And that was Chris."

"Haley that is because you are more picky than us."

"True. Now let's get moving. I'll be back in a couple of minutes and I'm expecting food to be on the way and for you to be unpacking, B. Davis. Got it? Good." Haley said as she got up off the couch and walked out of their condo and across the hall, but forgetting to close the door.

"That girl is crazy, B. Davis. And she forgot to close the front door again. I was hoping she would leave that habit at home"

"So true, P. Sawyer, but that is why we love her."

Across the hall...

Haley took the four steps across the hall and raised her hand to knock on the oak wood door in front of her.

"Coming." yelled a man's voice from inside the condo. "Hi. Can I help you?" a tall man with shaggy blonde hair asked as he answered the door.

"Lucas?" Haley asked. Something about the man that opened the door reminded her of her old best friend.

"Yea, can I help you?" he asked again, kind of nervous by the fact that some random girl knew who he was. But something seemed really familiar about the girl across from him.

"Oh my God! Lucas Eugene Scott!" she yelled as she jumped to give him a hug.

"Haley James? Is that you?" he asked while hugging her back.

"Yep, it's me. How'd you know?"

"Like I could ever forget my old best friend. It helps that you look exactly the same way you did before you left Tree Hill. Besides you are the only one who knows my middle name with the exception of my mom."

"I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or not."

"You should. You look great, Hales."

"Thank you. So do you, Luke. You haven't changed a bit. Except no headgear and you actually have muscles now." she said jokingly.

"I thought we said we wouldn't talk about the headgear in public. And I've always had muscles, they just got bigger when I joined the basketball team freshman year."

"Shut up! I was a cheerleader at my high school. Guess even when we didn't see or talk to each other we still acted like best friends."

"You were a cheerleader?" Lucas asked while trying not to laugh. Haley had to be the biggest klutz he knows.

""Yes, I did. When I moved to Orland Park, I met two girls who became like sisters to me and they wanted me to join the squad with them."

"A cheerleader and friends with girls. Things really have changed. So what are you doing here?"

"Well I live next door with two girls that made me join the squad and we are starting Duke when the new semester begins in two weeks. We all got scholarships to Duke and we are going to keep cheerleading."

"That is so crazy. I'm going to Duke too and I'm going to keep playing basketball. I got a scholarship too."

"We can be friends again!" she yelled excitedly.

"Haley, we've always been friends. Now we can just see each other all the time."

"This is so awesome!" she yelled as she gave her old best friend another hug.

"Haley? What is with all the screaming? Are the neighbors really that hot?" Brooke asked as she walked into the hallway without looking up from the yearbook she was still looking through.

"Luke, everything okay out here? You've been out here a while." a tall man with raven hair asked as he walked to the doorway of the condo that Lucas had exited from.

"No, Brooke, it's not that. It is Lucas. Remember the best friend I had back in Tree Hill? He's our new neighbor."

"Shut up! What are the odds?"

"I know. Come on let me introduce you."

"Yea, everything's okay. Just our neighbor is an old friend of mine. She moved away before I got to know you."

"You mean Haley? She is the person that lives in the condo across the hall? That's crazy."

"I know. Let me introduce you."