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"So, what did you do on your very first day back in good ol' Tree Hill tutorgirl?", Brooke asked lifting her sunglasses higher on her face. Her, Haley, and Peyton were all stretched out on beach chairs next to a pool suntanning, or having 'fun in the sun' as Brooke called it.
Haley laid there for a second, contemplating on whether or not to tell them that she spent her day back going to visit her old house that her sister Taylor now lived in or lying. She chose the latter.
"Oh, you know just met up with some old friends, met a couple of new ones... that's about it."
It wasn't that she was ashamed to tell them where she had been, it was the fact that she didn't want to go into detail.
She had met Brooke and Peyton in California while attending UCLA--the three clicked instantly.
-Flashback-
It was officially the first year of college and a brand new chapter that was beginning in her life. Haley smiled delightedly. She was now walking to her dorm room--a personal space she'd be sharing with another person for the rest of the year. She was so excited--for years Nathan and Lucas had been the only people she really knew and she was anxious to have that bonding again with someone else. Stopping in front of an all white door, Haley took a deep breath.
'Here we are, room 311.' Taking out her key, she stuck it into the lock, turning it until she could her the distinct click that let her know she could now go through. Slightly opening the door, in case her roommate may already be inside which was apparent due to the light voices coming from the room, she paused, not wanting to interrupt.
'Okay Haley, you got to go in. This is where you're going to be living or you're out on the street.'
Taking another deep breath, she pushed the door all the way open as the tiny creak from the hinges brought Haley to the two girls' attention.
Just staring at each other dumbly, the three girls broke out of their daze as a blonde girl hopped off the bed she was sitting on next to a dark haired girl.
"Hi! I'm Peyton, you must be..."
"Haley."
"Haley, hey welcome to the dorm. I'm your roommate", Peyton finished, smiling. She put her hands in her back pockets starring around uncomfortably.
Haley smiled back shyly, setting her bags on the floor. The brunette girl jumped off the bed,
extending her hand for Haley to take.
"And I'm Brooke Davis. I guess P. Sawyer forgot her manners."
Haley shook it and folded her arms, nervously biting her lip--something she did a lot when she was in that state.
Brooke could sense the akwardness in the air as she looked between the two girls.
"So, Haley... Where'd ya come from?", she asked plopping down in the computer chair next to Peyton's desk.
"Well I-I came from Tree Hill-"
"Tree hill! No way, so did we!", Peyton said, cutting her off.
"Yeah, she speaks the truth. We were cheerleaders, what were you?"
"I-I-", Haley fumbled. She did not really know what to say; she wasn't popular in high school and never joined any sports teams or cheer squads.
"I was a tutor." She looked at their faces and waited for their reaction; their laugh specifically,
but it didn't come. A small smile crept on their faces as Brooke spun around yelling, "Tutorgirl!"
Laughing, Haley shook her head.
"What?"
"Tutorgirl", Brooke repeated, now half laying on the chair and the floor as dizziness took its effect.
"That's going to be her nickname for you from now on", Peyton grinned, rolling her eyes at Brooke's limp body hanging off the chair.
"Okay, you know what, I bet Haley would like to get settled in, so Brooke I'll meet you later."
"No it's fine, you can go on ahead", Haley replied, grabbing her one of her bags and tossing it on the empty bed.
"No way, I have to help you get settled in, were going to be roommates remember", Peyton said, walking over to a still not moving Brooke.
"Brooke!", She screamed into the brunette's ear.
"What?"
"Come on, move it!" Brooke stood up and Peyton shooed her towards the door only to have her turn around again.
"I know! I've got a great idea!"
"Oh no." Peyton sighed and shook her head.
"Oh yes. How about we-you, me, and Haley, go to the beach this afternoon!?" Peyton huffed looking at the ceiling. She really did not like the beach.
"Come on! It'll be fun! We could wear our hot sexy bikinis and sip fruity alcoholic beverages,
whilist watching hot guys play sweaty sand frisbe! Plus there's always fun in the sun!"
"Fun in the sun?", Haley questioned.
"Uh suntanning", Brooke replied, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"I'd love to, but I can't. I don't have a bathing suit much less a bikini." Haley flopped on her sheetless bed, laying her head on her arms.
"And? I happen to know P.Sawyer has plenty of extra swim wear and I'm sure you can fit into it."
"I-I don't know..." Haley contemplated the situation.
"Yeah, I'm not sure about this either Brooke."
"Oh come on! Please!", Brooke pouted jumping up and down, her hands clapped together on her chest. Haley chuckled, she reminded her of a small child begging for a cookie.
"Alright fine Brooke." Haley couldn't help but give into her and it was well worth it from the bouncing girls reaction.
"Yes!" She ran over to Haley and gave her a small hug, which was weird due to the fact she was lying down, and toppled over to Peyton, before skipping out of the room.
"I'm sorry about her", Peyton apologized sitting on the end of Haley's bed. Haley sat up, pulling her legs into an Indian style.
"It's okay. She seems cool. Really spunky", Haley laughed and Peyton joined in.
"Yes, that she is."
"So are you ready to make this place homey?", Peyton asked, getting up and heading towards her boxes.
"I thought we could work on the room together."
Haley liked that idea; the room could reflect both of them and in turn give people the oppurtunity to experience both of their combined worlds.
"Okay", she said smiling and jumped up from the bed to her own collateral.
"Alright, lets get to it girly." Both girls laughed, dumping out most of everything they owned.
That's how the rest of their 'interior decorating' proceeded; both laughing and having a good time.
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"So this is the beach", Haley said, looking at all the people scattered about. The three of them were now walking around searching for an empty spot to lay out their towels.
"This is it! Low and behold hot guy central." Brooke licked her lips, stopping at a seemingly empty enough space that looked like it could fit all of them.
"Right here looks good", Peyton mentioned, dumping her tote in the sand.
"And a nice view of the hotties", Brooke put in, looking to the right at three men who held surfer-like bodies, playing beach volleyball.
"Uh tutorgirl, it's time for you to get out of your clothes." Haley looked down at her shorts and tank top. This is what she was regretting.
"But-"
"What? Does it not fit?", Peyton asked, now comfortably laid out on her blanket in her deep green sea shell bikini.
"No it's just..."
"What?", Brooke asked confused. A light bulb went off in her head as she watched Haley fidget.
"You've never worn a bikini before?" Haley shook her head, embarrassed.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Peyton propped her body up on her elbows, looking at Haley's face.
"I just-I was too scared."
"Listen Haley, you don't have to wear it if you don't want too. But if you're embarrassed now then you will be even more staying in your clothes 'cuz if you look around, they don't fit in with the setting." Brooke waved her hand around them and comfortably plopped down on her own towel.
Haley sighed, dreading her next move. She really wasn't too comfortable with wearing so little clothes and a bikini was about as nude with wearing clothes that you could get. She lifted her tank top up over her head, slowly taking it away from her body and threw it on the ground next to her. She then unbuttoned the cool metal knot that had yet to heat from the rays of the sun, on her jean shorts and slid them the rest of the way off.
Brooke pulled down her glasses that she had previously put on, a devious smile playing on her lips.
"Tutorgirl, you look bitchin'!"
Haley looked down, taking in her appearance. She was wearing one of Peyton's old bikinis, one she didn't fit anymore which both thought would be a good choice since Haley was smaller than her now. The color and pattern she had to admit were gorgeous. It was a bright sky blue, with red roses printed over the surface and a touch of glitter here and there.
"You know, she's right", Peyton grinned.
"It looks better on you then it ever did on me."
Haley blushed.
"Now come one." Brooke patted the blanket next to her. Haley's embarrasement turned to a smile, lying down on top of it.
"Fun in the sun", Brooke said, pushing her glasses higher on her face as the three girls chatted and smiled; not only the beginning of their new lives, but also their new friendship.
-End of flashback-
Haley laughed silently at her former self. Before Brooke and Peyton came along she never wore bikinis and just the thought of them scared her. But now she was so used to it, that she wore them like it was a normal everyday thing. She had also come to realize that along with the elimination of her fear of bikinis, her clothing style had also enormously grown since meeting the two; changing from the innocent schoolgirl look it had once been to the sexy adult look she now resembled; not to mention the auburn curls that everybody was so fond of came to change into soft blonde waves.
"Earth to Haley", Peyton said, moving her hand in front of Haley's face.
Haley shook herself out of the daydream she was having, looking at the two girls next to her who wore curious looks.
"Sorry, I zoned out."
"On what? A boy? Maybe an old crush... or an old flame even?", Brooke wiggled her eyebrows for emphasis. Haley smiled, but it did not reach her eyes. It brought her back to the reason she didn't tell Brooke and Peyton where she had been. They didn't know what happened in her past. What happened to her and Nathan; no one did... except for her and Nathan.
Sighing, she sat up on her chair, taking off the black crystal rimmed sunglasses--courtesy of Brooke.
"Guys, I'm gona catch up with you later. I'm going to go visit my sister, Taylor." She really did not want to go, but she had to tell somebody what happened. It was driving her crazy and Taylor seemed like the perfect culprit.
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Okay there's chapt. 2, I know you guys want to get to the goodstuff so don't worry next chapter will reveal what happened to Nathan and Haley. Read and Review please!