"Whoa, what happened?" Brooke asked as soon as she walked up to Nathan on the sidewalk.

"Just a little accident," Nathan answered as he shut his cell phone closed. He just got done talking to his insurance company making sure, someone will be there to pick up his car. "Thanks for coming to get me."

"No problem. Seriously, what happened here?"

Nathan shrugged. "A rock hit my windshield."

"How big was the rock?" Brooke walked around his car observing the cracks and shattered glasses.

"Pretty big."

"Didn't you just buy this car?" she asked lifting her gaze up from the car.

Nathan nodded. "Yep, but, I can get it fix. No problem."

"Alright. Come on, I'll take you home. Oh, did you talk to mom and dad?" Brooke asked. She opened the driver side door of her car and waited for Nathan to answer. Nathan looked at her and shook his head.

"Sorry, I forgot all about it. I'll talk to them soon, I promise." He opened his door and slid in. Brooke followed and turn on the engine of her car and started driving.

"I didn't interrupt your evening or anything, did I?" Nathan asked looking over at his sister. Brooke shook her head.

"Nope, Jake was just about to leave when you called."

"Jake?" Nathan raised an eyebrow.

"Yea, remember, I told you I met some guy on the subway. Well, we've been seeing each other and he's really sweet and caring."

Nathan shook his head. "Some guy you met on the subway?"

"Nathan, don't go all big brother on me, okay? He's a co-owner of a club and is really down to earth. He gets me, you know?" Nathan chuckles at that remark.

"What do you mean? You're not complicated, Brooke. Everyone gets you." He leaned back and looked out his window. His sister was always wild and outgoing. For a 23 year old, she wasn't the type to be mushy and looking for a serious relationship.

"Nathan, I'm not an open book. I have feelings too. And with Jake, he makes me feel wanted and needed."

"Alright, okay. Fine, but I want to meet him, Brooke," Nathan said looking back at his sister. Brooke smiled.

"Okay, but don't tell mom and dad yet, okay? I'm not ready to tell them that I'm dating someone. I mean, they really freaked out with Paul. I don't think I want to rush anything."

Nathan nodded understanding. Their parents were really strict, insisting that they only date sons and daughters of chairmen, CEOs, board members, you know, the likes or someone of their society. An average Jane would be a no-no for his mother. Both he and Brooke know that their parents intend to marry them off to gain more power in the industry or at least gain more allies. It's all part of their strategy to branch out and create more opportunities to gain fame, wealth and power. They knew all that, and that's why, they have to remain quiet about their love lives. Their parents were powerful people, so they can do anything they want, to anybody they want. Nathan knows of this personally when his former girlfriend, Amanda, who was a receptionist for an art gallery, was introduced to his mother. A week later, Amanda had lost her job and home. Nathan had to break off his relationship with her so that she can get everything back. It was no joke to them. Love and business are tied together, at least in their parents' view.

Haley arrived back at the apartment to find Peyton still up. Haley dropped her purse by the nearby table and made her way to Peyton who was watching TV. Haley propped down beside Peyton.

"Where've you been?" she asked not taking her gaze from the TV.

"I found a job," Haley reported. Peyton turned off the TV and turn towards her.

"Where?" Haley smiled sheepishly.

"Well, I didn't exactly find it. Someone sort of offered it to me," she explained.

"What?" Peyton scrunched her forehead.

"Okay, long story short, I owe Nathan Scott money and so he offers me a job to pay him back." Haley spoke so fast it sounded like she was rambling. Peyton raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"Whoa, I think I want the long version," Peyton said. Haley laughed.

"Trust me, you so do not want the long version." Haley turned the TV back on.

"So did you get in touch with Jake?" she asked. Peyton shook her head.

"I'm sorry," Haley replied and took Peyton's hand into hers. "I'm sure he has an explanation." Peyton smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes.

"Yea, I sure hope so."

Haley knocked nervously on the tall wooden door before her. She heard a muffled voice telling her to go in. She turned the door knob and walked inside, closing the door gently behind her. She turned to find Nathan with his head down, writing something on a piece of paper.

"Sit down," he instructed without lifting his head to meet her gaze. She followed his order and sat down. She waited anxiously observing his office while he was still concentrating on his paper. On his walls were certificates and awards along with pictures of him with some guys and girls. But one particular picture caught her eye; one with him with his arms around a girl, the same girl who tripped her. Her eyes bulged out and she was about to blurt out something, but Nathan interrupted her.

"You're here early. But that's good, because today, we have a hectic schedule. I have a meeting with a new client today and also there's a board meeting that I've got to attend to. But my presentations aren't complete. I need you to finish them for me." He quickly got up to put on his jacket and walked over to the door. Haley didn't even have time to protest or tell him she's never done this kind of job before. Nathan opened the door and held it open with one hand while signaling her to get up and move with the other. She obliged and quickly walked out the office. Outside of Nathan's office was a large desk accompanied by piles of papers and a computer and printer. Nathan looked down at Haley.

"This is where you'll be working. I need you to sort these papers by date and I've sent you the presentation via e-mail. So when you're done, I need you to burn them into a disc. With the presentations, the information is in that folder right there," He pointed to a manila folder beside the computer and printer. "I just need you to input in the cost of labor for the past five years." He shrugged. "And if you want to make it more presentable, feel free to do so."

Haley's stood there utterly lost. She had never used a computer before in her life. She had no idea what Nathan was talking, He had lost her when he started talking about…email, was it? Anyway, Haley knew she was going in way over her head. She looked back at the stack of papers sitting on the desk. Who was she kidding? Haley opened her mouth to tell him but was interrupted by the sound of Nathan's phone. He smiled apologetically and pulled out his phone from his pocket.

Haley watched him as he spoke. It was the first time she noticed he was wearing a suit and he looked unbelievably handsome. He was fairly tall, with dark brown almost black hair. His jacket was unbuttoned allowing Haley to see the broad, muscular chest that lies beneath the fabric. She return her focus to his face. His lips moved swiftly as he spoke, his perfect white teeth revealing itself as he smiled. His nose, not too small, not too big. And then his eyes. Perfect, sunny, blue eyes that glisten brightly as he spoke. For some strange reason, she was reacting this way. No, it can't be. She had never been like this before. It's probably just a crush, she shrugged. But just the sight of him left her completely dazed. She didn't even realize it when Nathan had hung up his phone and was talking to her.

"So, do you know what you're going to do? Any questions?" he asked.

She shook her head, still staring intently at his mesmerizing eyes. Make sure your mouth is closed, she told herself. She pressed her lips tightly.

He grinned at her.

She looked incredible. She was wearing a tight pencil skirt and a black jacket with flirty high heels. This girl is really something. He had never felt anything like this before. But he had to be careful, he told himself. He wasn't ready to get into anything, especially with his new assistant. It's going to be strictly business, no matter everything in his body is telling him otherwise. He looked at her once more. He scrunched his forehead. Was she staring at him? Another grin formed on his face.

"Alright, then, I'll be back in about fifteen minutes. I have to go meet my sister," he said. He looked at her zombie state. "Are you okay?"

She nodded slowly, unable to speak. He chuckled. "Okay. I'll be back." Haley watched as he walked away, ever so gracefully that made her heart melt. Get a grip! As soon as he disappeared around the corner, she turned around and reality hit her. She was really in big trouble.