"Tell me why I have to come with you again?" Nathan asked irritated as he got out from Lucas's car.

"Because, we haven't been out lately. Mostly due to you. What's going on? We used to hang out all the time, clubbing, partying, drinking, not to mention hooking up with all the fine girls. Now, it's just dead, and boring. I just though you might need to get out and forget about that Natalie girl, alright?" Lucas said smiling at his friend.

"It's not about Natalie, Luke," Nathan protested.

"Whatever then, just have some fun," Lucas said and walked over to his buddy and patted him on the back. "Tonight, it's all about having fun." Nathan rolled his eyes. Typical behavior coming from his friend. Lucas was all about parties and girls. He never once showed interest in settling down or being serious with anyone. But he, himself was starting to think about settling down. And the person who he had in mind was Natalie.

"I can't believe you got us into this place! It's awesome!" Haley yelled over the loud music. A tall blonde haired man smiled down at her. It was a pretty exclusive club. Haley gasped as she just saw Scarlett Johansson pass by.

"Ignore her, she was born stupid," Peyton joked at Haley's reaction.

"Hey!" Haley exclaimed and laughed. "Well, what's a girl gotta do for a drink around here?"

Brian laughed.

"What do you want to drink?"

Haley stumbled across the room to look for Peyton. She had been there for at least one hour and already, had been hit by on by annoying drunkards. She was starting to get irritated. The club was now more crowded than ever and it was hard to get to anywhere. She sighed as she just got shoved by a pair of dancing couple.

"Excuse me," she said loudly to make sure they heard.

"Oh, sorry," Peyton said and turned around. Her eyes widened and remembered her old friend. "Haley!"

"Peyton! Thank god, I found you. I'm wanna leave," Haley whined.

"Well, just-"

"What's going on?" a tall blonde haired man asked, holding onto Peyton's hand. Haley looked at him. He definitely was not Brian. She turned to look at Peyton again for an explanation. Peyton studied her look before realizing what Haley wanted.

"Oh, sorry. Lucas, this is Haley, my best friend. Haley, this is Lucas," Peyton introduced.

"Hi, nice to meet you," Haley said politely shaking his hand.

"Same here," Lucas replied.

"Can't you wait?" Peyton pleaded with her eyes.

Haley sighed. "Alright. I'll be over by the bar if you need me." Peyton squealed with delight and hugged Haley before returning to dance with Lucas.

Haley dragged her body over to the bar and sat down, ordering a dirty martini.

"Thanks," she said to the bartender once she got her drink and started to drank it.

"James?" a voice beside her asked.

She turned her head while still drinking from her glass. Oh, my fu--Before she could help herself, she blew out her drink and splattered Nathan with it.

"What the hell!" he exclaimed, outraged.

"Oh, my god, I'm so sorry!" she apologized. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Nathan reached for some napkins and started to wipe at his clothes. Haley bit her lip and started to help him as well.

"I'm really sorry," she told him again. He stopped and looked at her.

"You are really something, James," he told her. He started wiping his clothes once more. Haley turned her head up towards the ceiling. Why was she cursed? What had she done to deserve this? Why does this always happen to her? She gathered up the rest of her dignity and looked at Nathan. She was surprised to see him out of his usual tie and suit get up. He was wearing a white (but now stained) collar shirt with faded jeans. His hair wasn't as tidied as it would have been had they been at work. It was ruffled and more messy. She couldn't help but notice how good he really looked. She gulped and knew she had gone too far.

"So, what are you doing here?" she asked hoping that all fires had been ceased. Nathan gradually stopped and looked at Haley.

"I'm here with a friend," he answered bluntly. Haley sighed at his lack of interest.

"Really? Me too. Although, I'm ready to bolt right now," she told him.

"Huh. Me too. This really isn't my scene anymore," he said turning around to order a drink. Haley raised her eyebrows in shock. She would have thought this was exactly his scene. Young, rich, and wild, she thought.

"What happened?" she brought herself to ask him.

"Things change… I changed," he told her taking a sip of his drink. Haley watched him intently. His lips, his eyes, his nose, so perfectly carved and shaped. He was still talking, but she was too distracted by his features to listen. He must have a girlfriend, she thought. Maybe a supermodel or an actress. Someone just as beautiful as he is. Then her heart sank. Why was she feeling this way? Jealousy. He was her boss. Her rich, wealthy boss who lives in a totally different society. She shook her head to dispense her thoughts.

"Wow, I've gotta say. That's a first. No one's ever turned down my invitation for a dance," Nathan said obviously hurt by her answer. Haley's eyes widened. She didn't mean to shake her head while he was asking her to dance.

"Wait, I didn't mean that," she explained quickly.

Nathan laughed. "Good, because I'm actually a pretty good dancer," he said and quickly wisped Haley away to the dance floor.