Haley arrived at ten o'clock sharp. She was dressed in a red halter top with tight jeans and black high heels. Her hair was down tucked behind her ears and flowing along side her face. Inside the place was already crowded and loud with music blaring through the dance floor. She struggled to pass people by and crossed through the dance floor to the bar. She finally spotted Jake drinking nearby and walked over to him. She tapped him on the shoulder. He placed his drink down and turned around.

"Haley, you made it," he said observing her outfit.

"Do you think I'll pass for 21?" she asked touching the hem of her halter.

Jake nodded. "Don't worry, I already told him the situation. He's agreed to it. Oh, here he comes." Jake turned to the side to watch a large chubby man walking towards them with something red and hairy in his hand.

"Hey Jake," he said and patted Jake's back.

"Hey, Preston, this is Haley, the girl I told you about," Jake said and faced Haley.

"Hales, this is Preston. He owns the club."

"Hi, nice to meet you. Thanks so much for letting me work here."

"No problems. Always looking for new people to shake things up," Preston said. "Nice outfit by the way. Goes with the uniform." He hands the red thing over to Haley.

Haley took it carefully observing it. Her eyes widened when she realized what it was. A wig.

"Yep, makes it more recognizable. Look around, a bunch of redheads, make the place seem like it's on fire," Preston said admiring the crowds. Haley turned to look as well. It was true. With the night lights and black lights, the workers were visible by their hair. Contrasting against the lights, the red do create the look of flames blazing by.

"Go on, try it on," he said anxiously.

Haley hesitated. She didn't sign on for this. How ridiculous, she thought, but knew she had no other choice. She slipped it on and hid all her natural hair. It was short and didn't even reach to her shoulders. It was a bob hair do. She sighed.

"Looks great on you kiddo," Preston admired.

"Thanks," Haley replied unsure.

"Let me take you on a tour and then you're on your own."

Haley turned to look at Jake.

"You'll do fine. Have fun," he encouraged and smiled. Haley returned his smile, although it didn't reach her eyes.

Nathan and Lucas arrived at the club moments later with Brooke already ahead of them.

"I'll meet you guys later. This hot dude I met on the subway is here," she said excitedly and left.

"Is she always like this?" Lucas asks pointing to Brooke's fading figure.

Nathan nodded.

"Man, I feel bad for you," Lucas chuckles.

Brooke made her way inside checking out all the guys on her way. She searched and finally stopped when she noticed a certain dark haired boy. She walked up behind him and covered his eyes with her hands.

"Guess who?" she asked seductively into his ears.

"Could it be an angel?" he answered smiling.

"Nope, it's the devil," she replied removing her hands and kissed the back of his neck. He turned around to face her.

"Having fun yet?" she asked lifting an eyebrow.

He shook his head. "Not just yet, but I think I have a solution." Brooke smiled to herself and moved to sit on his lap.

Haley sighed as she made her way around a couple that was practically having sex on the table. Her tour with Preston was over and now, all she had to do was clean up any empty tables and pick up empty glasses.

"Ow," she said as she felt someone grab her ass. She turned around, but there were too many people to determine who it was. "This blows," she muttered. She stopped walking when she noticed Jake talking to a brown hair girl, in his lap. She was leaning against his chest dangerously close. The girl was talking and soon her mouth was against his. Her anger rose, and she quickly walked over to them.

"Jake, what are you doing?" Haley said loudly to interrupt their make out session.

Jake broke out and looked at Haley confused.

"Why are you doing this to Peyton?" Haley asked ignoring the look the brown hair girl was giving her.

"It's none of your business, Haley," Jake replied and lifted his chin.

"That's right, it's none of your business. Now, why don't you go find a table to clean?" the girl repeated. Haley turned to her.

"I wasn't talking to you," Haley said rudely. Brooke got up from Jake and turned to stand face to face with Haley.

"Do you know who I am?" she asked.

"No, and I don't care," Haley replied pushing her aside. "Jake, are you going to tell Peyton or should I?"

"Damn, Haley, chill. This doesn't have to involve Peyton," Jake said.

"Jake, why are you being such an ass?" Haley yelled. Jake glared at her.

"Why are you being a bitch? You should be thankful for me. I got you this job," Jake said crossing his arms.

"I am. But you have to stop this."

"I'll do whatever I want."

"Jake-"

"Haley, you know what? Leave."

"Jake-" Haley pleaded.

"Preston!" Jake yelled. Haley turned around to find the chubby man behind her.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I suggest you take this girl out. She's underage," Jake told him keeping his eyes on her. Haley gasped.

Preston glared at him. "You told me to hire her," he muttered angrily at Jake.

"Well, now, I'm telling you to get rid of her. You don't want the cops to be called into this, do you?" Jake threatened. Preston sighed and turned to Haley. He grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

"Wait!" Haley protested.

"What's wrong?" Lucas asked. Nathan shook his shoulders. Nathan looked around him. This wasn't his scene. He was tired of it, frankly.

"What's wrong?" Lucas asked again. "A lot of girls were eyeballing you. But you just ignored them. It's not like you."

"Really? I didn't notice," he lied. He did see all the girls watching him, but he wasn't interested. He tried to enjoy the night and the alcohol, but it wasn't working for him. He knew that everyone of those girls only wanted one thing from him. He shook his head from thinking further more. His head was already starting to hurt.

"I'm going for some air," he yelled to Lucas as he got up from the table. Lucas nodded.

"Wait, please, I need this job," Haley pleaded. Preston let go of her arm once they got outside. It was quiet outside now. The night was almost over.

"Sorry, kiddo. I can't risk my club like that," Preston answered sadly. "Wish I could help, but I can't."

"Please, I'll do anything," she said on the verge of tears.

Preston shook his head. Haley knew it was too late. She couldn't do anything now. Another job, down the drain. Her heart plunged deep inside her chest. Disappointment took over. She took off her wig, revealing her hair as they drop elegantly down upon her shoulders.

Nathan sighed as he reached outside. The cool air felt refreshing as compared to the damp hot air inside the club. He was about to grab a cab when he heard noises nearby. He turned the corner to find a man and woman talking under the streetlights. He squinted to look more clearly. The girl in the red wig was obviously upset. The man shook his head. Nathan watched the girl closely. She was petite, and had her back towards him. Suddenly she turned around.

Slowly, she took off the wig and he was entranced by her. Her long dark blonde hair fell slowly beside her shoulders, bouncing up and down as she walked. He felt his heart skip a beat. He froze, his legs gluing itself to the ground. He was mesmerized by her look. She looked beautiful with the streetlight complimenting her skin, causing her to glow. As she walked into the shadow of the building, Nathan could have sworn he saw a glisten of silver. Was she crying? She walked past him, gently grazing his arm against her shoulder. He caught a scent of her. A mixture of wild flowers and sunshine. He watched her as she walked further away. He took a step towards her, suddenly having the urge to go after her, but stopped when she got into a cab and took off.