A/N: Thank you so much for all the reviews!! I am really surprised I got that much response and views! Thanks to you guys, I've decided to turn this story from the one-shot it was, into a fic! I've already got half of the story planned, and i'm currently working on planning the rest. Anyways here is chapter 2, so read and enjoy!

Edit: I just got a review from Bindy417, and she was confused with the ages, and I agree so thanks for pointing it out! so just to make it clear, the first chapter is set during freshman year of highschool, and this chapter is now set 2.5 years later, during the summer in between Junior and Senior year. Just wanted to clear that up. Oh and I also changed Haley's current bestfriend's name from "Natalie" to "Marie", since I think having her called "Natalie", and her nickname being "Nat" would cause confusion and people would think it's Nathan as "Nate". Sorry for the sudden change with the names, but I guess better now, than later on.

(2 1/2 years later) June 2008 (Summer Junior-Senior Year of Highschool)

She hummed a quiet tune, as she stood in front of her bed, staring down at the piles of clothing on her bed, which she had 3 hours left to pack. She was excited about going to NYC, she hadn't been there in ages, and she just loved everything about the city: the vibe, the food, the shopping, and simply the idea of her walking amongst those crowds of people, everyone heading somewhere, unlike her as she wandered about aimlessly, without a care in the world.

"Haley, start packing! We leave in 4 hours honey!".

She cringed as she snapped back out of her thoughts when she heard her mother call from the other side of the hall. She looked around her room. Her life had sure changed from the day she left Tree hill. Her bedroom was no longer a small and cosy room with wooden tiles on the floor, her single bed with bright coloured comforters and blankets, and cute knick knacks on shelves, but instead it had become a large room, with a round king size bed in the middle, with a deep purple comforter matching the lavender plush carpet. She no longer had to share a bathroom with anyone, or stuff her clothes into a small wooden closet and a few cabinets, but she now had her own adjoining bathroom with a bathtub, along with a large walk in closet. In just 2 years the James family had gone from you're average middle class folks, to a rich business family. As soon as they had moved to L.A., her father had managed to work his way up to the top at the law firm in which he worked at, and he was now planning on co-owning a new business with 2 other of his friends, hence the trip to New York.

She looked into the mirror, and she thought to herself how much she had changed over the past 2 years. She was no longer as timid and naive as she had once been, she had grown up, as for her appearance, she hadn't grown much taller, however her long wavy honey blonde locks were long gone, and instead had been replaced with a choppy layered hairstyle which fell just right under shoulders in a chocolate shade.

As she approached her closet, she saw the few items left of her old clothes hung in one corner. Cargo pants, knitted ponchos and t-shirts. She didn't wear those anymore. In fact, part of the transformation she had swore herself to do when she left tree hill included a complete wardrobe change. Sometimes she felt as if that Old Haley was gone, and she had been replaced with another version of herself. It wasn't precisely a bad thing, however sometimes she missed the old times. She'd miss her old house and tree hill, sometimes, just sometimes, she allowed herself to miss Nathan Scott. However those moments had been rare as she never allowed herself to feel that way, yet lately she had constantly caught herself thinking about him.

"To the left, to the left..Everything you own in the box to the left.."

She heard as her phone went off to Beyonce's Irreplaceable, immediately knowing who it was, since that ring tone had been the one her best friend had set for herself. She walked over to the nightstand; she flipped her phone open,

"What took you so long to pick up best friend?"

"Hey to you too Marie, how nice of you too answer my call one week after!" replied Haley in an amused tone.

"Heey! It's not my fault their cell phone services aren't good in London! I just got my phone to work yesterday and as soon as I heard you're voicemail I called back and ---" however before she could continue Haley stopped her,

"Marie, relax! It's no big deal, same thing happened to me last year in London remember?"

"Yeah, but that's was like...2 days, not a week..well anyways how is my bff doing?"

"She's just looking at the pile of clothes on her bed, and thinking she has less than 3 hours to pack everything." answered Haley with a tone of dread in her voice,

"You make packing sound like some sort of punishment! I love looking at all my clothes on my bed...it makes me feel...well...accomplished that I have found my one true talent- Shopping!"

"Well, if you love packing so much, why don't you fly over right now and help your best friend in need to pack?" asked Haley as she laughed

"Oh I'd love too, but no thanks, London beats packing your stuff any day!"

"Thanks for the love. So how's England treating you?"

"OOH I love it!! They have great shopping plus I'm legal here already! Oh and did I mention they have really cute guys? " Marie squealed back.

Haley was happy to hear from Marie, since it was their first time since they met that they were spending their entire summer holidays away from each other. Since she first had moved to L.A., Marie had taken her under her wing, and not too long after them both had become best friends, along with the rest of the gang. They meant everything to her; these people had made her feel that she didn't need to hide out like she previously had, and that she too could shine. However, despite this, deep down she knew that the insecure Haley was still there; at times showing when she was at her most vulnerable moments. However unlike herself, Marie was one of the most confident people she had ever met, at times she could be assertive, which reminded her of a certain raven-haired basketball player.

After talking for about an hour, Haley realised that the clothes weren't going to pack themselves, so either she got moving, or she would never be finished on time.

"Marie, it's been great to hear from you..and your..uhh...crazy European experiences, but sadly...I gotta go now...have to start packing!"

"Aww ok, well call me when you get to New York ok? I want details on how your trip goes, and tell me if you meet any hotties on your way!"

Haley laughed at Marie had just said, as she replied, "Marie, you'll never change, will you?"

"You know you love me just the way I am" mocked Marie,

"You're right, I do, however that won't make my clothes pack themselves, so I gotta go, I promise I'll call you when I get to New York, and please this time answer my phone call soon!"

"Heyy, no fair, it wasn't my fault my phone would work! Anyways, have fun packing Hales, take care of yourself, and I'll talk to you soon! Mwah"

"You too Marie! love you loads best friend, and i'll call you soon! bye!"

And with that the phone call had ended. As Haley put her phone down, she turned towards her bed, and saw the entire pile of clothes still intact.

"And now, my favorite part of travelling" she groaned sarcastically to herself as she started picked up a shirt and started folding it.