A/N - I don't wanna bug you with a huge author's note, telling you I've finally updated after taking such a long time to update. Cause you can see that. I am sorry for the wait though. Very. And yeah I won't have computer access for a month, so I won't be updating for a bit, but I will when I get back to it. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy the chapter. Let me know what you think. Sorry to keep you waiting.

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Chapter 13 - My Eyes saw that? Did they?

It was late, well later than it had been an hour ago. Which would always be true, seeing as how as time went on, the later it got. There was no earlier, only later, unless of course, you were referring to an earlier time. But that's neither here nor there. It was late in the day, and the sun had long fell, giving the sky up to the moon, which shimmered high above. The moonlight's white light covered what it could reach, otherwise the blackness of the night engulfed it, it's only salvation being that of the streetlights, that glowed with there orange, artificial light. The slight breeze made the evening bearable, dissipating the heat that seemed to stick to everyone. It's only mission that night. The only indication that the breeze was infact there, was the slight cooling of the skin and the rustling of the leaves on the trees, as the wind swept by.

It was a calm night. Which was more than could be said for the James's house. No, that was not calm, it was anything but.

"Taylor!" Haley's voice bellowed throughout the house. "Where's my other shoe?"

"I don't know! It's your shoe, you should know where you had it last." Taylor yelled from her room.

"No, I shouldn't, you borrowed them remember? Then decided they didn't match your outfit and now I only have one." Haley explained, on the verge of exasperation with her sister, as she hobbled into Taylor's room, minus one shoe. "So dear sister, where the hell is the other one?"

"Um..." Taylor sounded out as she tried to remember why the other shoe - the right one she noticed - wasn't with it partner. "Have you tried the bathroom?" she guessed.

"The bathroom? No, it is not in the bathroom Taylor, I checked. Twice!" Haley told her, frustrated. She hated getting ready with Taylor, ever since they were little, Taylor always, always, complicated every matter ten folds, but she wouldn't be her sister otherwise, so she'd learned to live with it and even found it endearing at times. Not at this moment in time though. She just wanted to find her damn shoe, otherwise she'd have to change her outfit, again, and she didn't want to have to do that.

"What about the living room?" Taylor wondered.

"It's not there either, neither is it in the kitchen, my room, the hall or the porch outside!" Haley fumed.

"Haley-bub, chill would you? It's not the end of the world, it's a shoe. A shoe. Sure i'd see the point if it was a $100, but I would never lose that. But it's not a $100, it's a shoe. See where I'm going here?" Taylor mused. "It's not that important."

"Well, what if it was my only pair of shoes Taylor? Then it would be important!"

"Yeah, but it wasn't your only pair Hales, you have plenty." Taylor pointed out to her sister, slightly questioning her sanity. Why was she going postal over a missing shoe?

"You're insufferable!" Haley exclaimed hotly, before glaring at Taylor and hobbling out the room, in search of the much debated missing shoe.

Taylor couldn't help but laugh at her sister's antics, they amused her to no end. They had started over an hour ago, when she had found out where she was going to be eating.

Looking at her sister, relaxing on the sofa, Taylor couldn't help the smile that came over her. It reminded her of all the times, that she had saw Haley like this when they were both younger. So care free and innocent. She marvelled at the fact that Haley could still pull that look off, after all that she had been through. But then Haley herself hadn't done anything wrong, so there was no reason that she shouldn't not look like the picture of innocence.

Walking over to where Haley was laying, Taylor flopped down beside her and cuddled up to her little sister. Which caused Haley to tare her eyes away from television she was watching and look down at Taylor questionably.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing," Taylor replied, smiling up at Haley.

"Ok, seriously, what?"

"Can't I just sit here with my favourite little sister in the world? I mean is that such a crime?" Taylor wondered.

"Are you up to something? Because that so wouldn't be cool." Haley informed her.

"Nope, I'm not up to anything. Girl Scout's honour." Taylor replied, rasing her hand up and doing the salute.

"First off Taylor; you were never in the Girl Scout's, secondly; that's the wrong hand." Haley pointed out with a smile, causing Taylor to stick out her tongue at her.

"Don't you remember all the times we used to stay up late when mom and dad were asleep, or I was baby-sitting you, and we used to make bowls and bowls of popcorn, so once we finished one bowl, we didn't have to stop what we were doing to make another one. Then we'd curl up next to each other on this very sofa and watch movie after movie, hiding behind the blanket if we got scared, until we both fell asleep. Do you remember that?"

"Yeah I do," Haley replied wistfully. "It was always fun knowing you were looking after me, because I knew what we were gonna do, and from the minute I burst in the front door, fresh from school, the fun started and didn't end till our eyes closed. What I remember most though, was when a scary bit came on, I always cuddled into you more, because when I was in your arms, that was the safest place I knew. You were my big sister. You protected me from everything. The spider that always stayed on the front porch, no matter what, the fluff balls under the bed, that always ran at me when I tried to get something from under it, to the monsters in my closet. You were my hero. You still are."

"Way to choke you sister up Haley-bub," Taylor breathed out.

"I practice it daily." Haley told her with a giggle.

"Ah, so that's what you practice in front of the mirror, for an hour, everyday huh? Mystery solved."

"Hardly. I'm the biggest mystery in this world. I don't plan on ever being solved."

"Well, I hate to tell you this Hay, but I know all there is to know about you, so sooner or later, the mystery that is you, won't be so mysterious." Taylor let her know. "Hey, when are you getting changed?" she questioned, taking in her sister's appearance. Blue, baggy jeans and a black, "Club Sandwiches, Not Seals" t-shirt, weren't exactly the proper thing to wear, where they were eating.

"Changed? Can't I just wear this? It's comfy."

"Well, I don't think the management would be to happy, they probably have a dress code or something." Taylor pointed out.

"Karen's has a dress code? I find that highly doubtful." Haley pointed out.

"Karen's?" Taylor wondered out loud. "Hales, we aren't going there."

"We're not?" Haley questioned, sitting up a bit on the sofa. "Then where are we going?"

"Artemis."

"What?" Haley screeched, very uncharacteristically. "Tell me you did not just say that."

"Sorry Haley-bub, but I did."

"When?"

"In like two hours."

"Great Tay, just great!" Haley fumed again, rolling herself over Taylor, till she was standing. "You could have mentioned this, oh I don't know, like an hour ago! I need to go change."

And she had changed. More than once. She dreaded looking into Haley's room, afraid she might get lost in numerous amount of clothes that were no doubt everywhere. Walking out of her own room, Taylor made her way to where she guessed Haley would be. Pushing the door open slightly, she leant in.

"You've changed, again?"

"Well, I wouldn't have needed to if someone hadn't stolen my shoe."

"I didn't steal it!" Taylor huffed, walking further into the room and sitting down on Haley's bed.

"I bet your like, gonna hold it to some shoe ransom! You big shoe thief!" Haley ranted, comically, causing Taylor to look at her like she was the furthest thing from sane. Try as she might to contain her laughter, it was a futile attempt, it was out of her mouth before she had a chance to control it, and Haley glaring at her just made it worse.

"It's not funny!"

"Oh, it's plenty funny Hales." Taylor sniggered. "Shoe ransom and shoe thief?" she mocked playfully, laughing some more, which caused Haley to smile, that seconds later turned into her own laugh, finally seeing the funny side of it.

They were still laughing when, Haley's bedroom door opened.

"Do you guy's ever answer your door?" Peyton asked. "Seriously, I mean I don't know how many timesI've just walked in here."

"Well, I tried to find special Peyton locks so you couldn't, but you thwarted every attempt. So I finally gave up, it wasn't worth the energy I was using up." Taylor informed both her sister and Peyton.

"She's such a kidder this one huh Haley?"

"Oh yeah, biggest kidder around. You'll never find a bigger kidder that her."

"Wasn't that reserved solely for you, Blondie?"

"Oh no Tay, you deserve it. We should worship you as the biggest kidder, that you are."

"Hmm, yes, you should worship me. Bow before the greatness that is me." Taylor commanded.

"You would like that would you?" Peyton questioned. "For me to kneel before you and worship you, like the goddess you think you are."

"Peyton," Taylor began with a smirk. "You could worship me all you like, but you don't always need to be doing that, when you're on your knee's in front of me." Taylor finished with a lewd smirk.

"Eww, gross Tay!" Haley remarked cringing. "Do you have to say that to my best friend?"

"It's my duty as a sister."

"They're at it again huh?" a voice from the door spoke up.

"Brooke!" Haley noted happily, her face lighting up as soon as she saw the brunette.

"I'm gonna do you both a favour," Brooke began, indicating to Taylor and Peyton, while walking over to where Haley sat on one of the piles of clothes that were set to take over the room, sitting down next to her. "I'm gonna use my dad credit card and buy you both a room, and for a whole 24 hour's you can work through this unresolved sexual tension you both have towards each other, does that sound fair?" she finished with a wide smile. It amazed her, how she could only be around for all of two minutes and she was already having fun. She would rather be here, next to Haley, in the same room as her sister and their curly blonde friend, than at a party getting intoxicated out of her mind. Inching her hand over to Haley's behind them both, and entwining there fingers together, only cemented that fact even more as Haley's smiling face looked her way. Yeah this way the only place she wanted to be.

"It sounds fair to me Tigger, I think it'd do the trick, just like that." Haley agreed.

"Guys you so need to get off of this subject, I mean it's getting old." Taylor told them.

"Yeah, but it's fun." Brooke replied, with a smile.

"Well, I'm dying for a drink, anyone want anything, before we head off?" Peyton asked as she got up off the bed, heading for the door. Three shakes of the head were her answer. "Guess it's a solo run, huh?"

"We'll meet you down there Pey, it's almost time to head out anyway." Brooke told her.

"Cool," Peyton replied, heading out the door and down to the kitchen.

"That girl's a hoot and a half," Taylor remarked, with a smile.

"Yeah she is. Why do you think we've been friends since pre-school?" Brooke told her.

"Cause you have the utmost taste in people and seem to be drawn to the best kind?"

"Well, there is that." Brooke agreed, causing Taylor to laugh.

"I'm actually am kinda thirsty. I'm gonna go grab a can. See you when you come down." Taylor told them, following Peyton's earlier path.

"And then there was two huh?" Brooke pointed out.

"Yeah," Haley replied. "It seems that way."

"Whatever shall we do?"

"I haven't got the faintest idea. We could talk?" Haley mused.

"Hmm," Brooke said, thinking it over. "Nah!" she answered seconds later, leaning into Haley, kissing her, causing them to fall back into the clothes. Laughing they pulled apart.

"I missed you." Brooke told Haley, reaching up and brushing Haley's loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"We were apart for like an hour or two." Haley pointed out.

"Yeah but Roo, it was an hour or two that I was away from you." Brooke explained like it was obvious.

"Torturous was it?" Haley wondered.

"Always is when we're not together." Brooke answered, causing Haley's smile to get bigger.

"Aww," Haley gushed, leaning forward and kissing Brooke quickly. "You're the sweetest."

"Only with you." Brooke told her. "Because you're special."

"So are you. To me you are."

"Yeah?"

"Don't you know that already?" Haley asked. "Every day's a good day with you Brooke. Anytime I'm with you I'm happy."

"Ditto." Brooke replied, leaning in for another kiss, that lasted longer this time. Her hand reached up and ran softly across Haley's face and into her hair, pulling her closer.

"Guys are you coming down or what? We're waiting!" Taylor's voice yelled up into the room, stopping them.

"Yeah Tay, we'll be down in a second." Haley yelled back to her sister.

"Your sister and her timing. Seriously, does she wait for us to start and then just spring on us?" Brooke wondered, exasperated, she'd lost count how many times this had happened.

"I have no clue, I really don't," Haley replied, standing up. "Come on we should get going." she said with a smile, reaching out for Brooke's hand, which she gave gladly. Pulling Brooke up, Haley brought her to her and kissed her on last time before they headed off to meet Taylor and Peyton, who were impatiently waiting for them to get there asses down and out the door.

"Finally!" Peyton exclaimed.

"Oh hush!" Haley exclaimed right back.

"Guys before this turns out into a fully fledged bitch fight, need I remind you that we have reservations?" Brooke pointed out.

"Oh yeah," Peyton realised. "We'll save the fight for later huh, Hales?" she joked, flinging her arm over Haley's shoulders, following Brooke and Taylor as they headed out the door.

"Yeah, there's always later," Haley agreed.

"Oh yeah, before I forget," Peyton began. "Why the hell was there a shoe in the damn refrigerator?" she asked, the door closing behind her.

xxxx

The soft notes of the music and the gentle glow of the lights gave the restaurant an almost tranquil feel. Peyton mentally patted herself on the back for such a good choice. The restaurant in itself wasn't busy or overly crowded, looking around their was only three or four other tables filled, secluded in there own space.

"This is nice," Brooke commented.

"I have to agree, it really is. Good choice Peyton." Taylor remarked.

"Yeah Peyton, I have to say I really like it as well." Haley spoke up, agreeing with the other two.

"Thanks," Peyton replied with a smile. "I was lucky though, I closed my eyes and pointed. Got this and hey presto, what a result." she explained, as three pair of eyes looked at her in surprise. "What?" she asked with a sheepish grin.

"You're one in a million P. Sawyer," Brooke let her know.

"And you're my budding side kick."

"I'm nobody's side kick, I'm the leader. I lead hundreds of Tree Hill student's everyday. I can't help it if all the guys want me and all the girls want to be me."

"Ok, ok you're no one's side kick," Peyton relented. "Nobody could put up with your constant talking anyway, so that resulted in you getting the boot from side kick school." she finished with a snigger.

"One of the saddest day's of my life," Brooke joked.

"There, there Tigger," Haley soothed, patting Brooke's shoulder. "The pain will lessen eventually."

"I hope it does Roo, but the pain is so hurtful, it hurts my heart just thinking about that fateful day." Brooke exaggerated.

"You guys are all crazy," Taylor pointed out. "You do know that right?"

"And by association, you are too Tay. You can't hang and not be. It just wouldn't be right." Peyton pointed out herself.

"Damn, I am aren't I?"

"Yup big sis, you complete the craziness that is our little gang." Haley spoke up. "How does it feel?"

"Fan-freakin'-tastic! I hear the Mental Institution getting my bed ready already."

"You can hear that from here?" Peyton asked in awe. "Damn can we swap ears? Mine are said to be cute, but I want yours!"

"Sorry Pey, but I'm attached to these things yanno? Can't be swapping them every damn second can I?" Taylor asked rhetorically. "Then what if someone wanted my leg or something like that, I'd have to give them it, cause I gave you my ears."

"Yeah, but we're swapping. It's not like I'd take your ears and then not give you my own."

"You know I think I saw something like this on the Twilight Channel." Brooke pointed out, directing her question to Haley.

"Yeah me too." Haley agreed.

"Seriously? About ear swapping?" Taylor asked them interested, looking there way, much like Peyton was doing as well.

"No," Brooke told them both. "This was about two inmates, who were so beyond crazy they could only talk to each other. It was touching really, that these two managed to find each other. Now here we have it again." she finished, smiling, as she saw Taylor's playful glare.

Before the conversation could digress any further it was saved by the waiter appearing at there table ready to take there order. Each took there turn, Taylor, Brooke, Peyton and Haley. When the waiter had finished he left as quickly as he had came. Leaving three faces looking at a certain James sister.

"I can't believe you. You come to a restaurant like this and order that. Are you crazy?"

"Yeah are you, cause you so could have made that at home."

"I don't know you guys, I mean she only ordered what she likes right? What's wrong with that?"

"Thank you Brooke," Haley told her. "Come on guys, it's to die for, I couldn't not order it." she pointed out.

"But macaroni and cheese?" Peyton questioned.

"It's the food of God's man."

"Yeah if you're a kid." Taylor pointed out.

"Then I'm a kid and damn proud of it." Haley let them all know.

"Can you remember the first time you ever tried macaroni and cheese, Haley-bub?" Taylor asked her sister.

"Uh," Haley began, thinking back to her younger days, but came up with nothing. "I can't say I do Tay."

"You were six and I was looking after you for the night. Mom and dad were out with friends, for what seemed the hundredth time that week, and who was I to give up the chance to look after my favourite little sis? But that night all you were doing was crying for mom."

"Haley would you be quiet? Please? For your big, bestest sis?" Taylor begged, her ears were sore listening to her little sister cries.

"No!" Haley whined, her brown eyes full of tears threatening to fall. "I want mommy!" she almost yelled, with a quivering lip.

"Sweetie, I know you want mommy, but mommy and daddy are out right now. I'm watching you, won't that be fun?" Taylor reasoned.

"Maybe," was Haley's unsure answer. "But why does mommy keep leaving me, doesn't she want to be with me?"

"No silly!" Taylor told her with a smile, ruffling Haley's hair. "Mom loves being with you, you're her baby."

"Really?"

"Really, really. Do you want to know the truth?" Taylor asked her with a sigh, hoping her answer would put Haley's thoughts to rest.

"Yes."

"It's my fault, I told mom I wanted to spend more time with my favourite sister ever, and she told me that I could look after you most of this week. I told her that would be great, because what more fun could I have than looking after you? I just thought that I could find out what my little sister is up to when I'm not around."

"You wanted to spend more time with me?"

"Of course! I wouldn't be here if I didn't, would I?"

"No, you wouldn't." Haley answered, with a small smile.

"Hey Hales?" Taylor asked, kneeling down on to the floor.

"Yeah?"

"Can I get a hug? I haven't had a Haley hug in forever." Taylor asked opening her arms, that was filled seconds later with Haley. "Ah, it's just like I remembered it." Taylor told Haley, pulling her closer to her.

"Yeah," Haley agreed. "You're still stinky as usual." she told Taylor with a laugh.

"Why you little terror!" Taylor exclaimed, dropping her arms from around Haley and glaring at her. "Do you know who I feel coming?"

"No!" Haley exclaimed her eyes wide.

"Yes! I can't stop it this time Hay, you better run quick!" Taylor warned her, her fingers moving. "It's starting Haley! Tickling Taylor is coming to get you! She's coming...she's...she's here!"

"No!" Haley exclaimed again, rushing around the kitchen counter, trying to get away. Turning back she realised her attempt to escape wasn't any good as she saw Tickling Taylor gain up on her and scoop her up into her arms.

"You thought you could get away did you?" Taylor asked putting on a voice. "I, Tickling Taylor the best tickler of all time will not be defeated." she gloated, carrying Haley into the living room and plopping her down onto the sofa. "Do you have any last wishes?" she asked Haley, who shook her head from side to side. "Let the tickling begin!" Taylor exclaimed, jumping onto the sofa and attacking Haley's sides, causing her to laugh loud.

"Tay...Taylor! Stop! Stop, please!" Haley begged.

"I can't hear you, what did you say?" Taylor asked, continuing her tickling.

"Stop!" Haley yelled.

"You know what to do, Haley-bub."

"But Taylor..."

"Come on, you can do it."

"Fine," Haley huffed. "Taylor James, my big sister, is that smartest, amazing-est girl in this world. When I grow up I wish to be just like her, but that will never happen, because I'm a snot-faced brat that annoys her. But I will try, because I love her." she finished, which caused Taylor to stop and smile down at her.

"You changed the end." Taylor pointed out.

"Yeah well, I though 'But I will try, because I love her.' sounded better than just 'But I will try.' Don't you think?"

"I totally think so." Taylor agree, getting up off of the sofa, reaching for Haley's hand and walking back to the kitchen. "Pull up a seat Hales, I'm gonna make you my speciality."

"What's your speciality?" Haley asked pulling herself up onto the kitchen stool, watching as Taylor pulled out a box from the cupboard.

"Macaroni and Cheese."

"So you were the one that started it." Haley stated.

"Yes I did. Although with the amount you eat nowadays I almost wish I didn't."

"I gotta get you something that says 'Thanks for starting me on my mac and cheese addiction.' But what?"

"Anything but macaroni and cheese."

"I'll think of something." Haley promised, before the waiter came with the food, setting it in front of them.

There dinner was enjoyable, not only had Peyton picked a pretty decent looking place to eat, but the food tasted great as well. Especially the macaroni and cheese, which Haley had praised vigorously. There conversations with each other consisted of mundane, everyday things, from what had happened at school and tv shows. And when the conversation lulled between the four, which happened rarely, all Taylor and Peyton had to do was look at each other and come up with a weird subject, that had all four of them laughing at the craziness of it.

"Guys that was great." Brooke told them.

"It was." Taylor agreed.

"Totally yummy." Haley and Peyton agreed at the same time.

"Ok Pey," Brooke began. "You've already converted Taylor to your crazy way of thinking, leave Haley out of it."

"And leave her to be corrupted by you? I think not!" Peyton retorted.

"Oh yea' of little faith, I haven't corrupted anyone since 6th grade." Brooke rebutted, causing the others to laugh.

"On that note, Peyton join me in the bathroom please."

"Anything you wish ma' lady." Peyton agreed, getting up and following Taylor.

"This is nice huh? Just the four of us." Haley asked.

"Yeah it is," Brooke agreed. "But as much as I love Peyton and your sister, it would have been nicer if it was just the both of us." Brooke told her, her hand reaching under the table and clasping together with Haley's. "Maybe we can come back, just the two of us. What do you say?" she wondered with a smile.

"I'd love that." Haley let her know, squeezing Brooke's hand, trailing her thumb over the top, moving it back and forth.

"I would to. Or I'd take you for a picnic, and I'd make you mac and cheese, I'm not saying it would be any good, but I'd make it for you."

"That's cause you define the word sweet. I've yet to find anyone sweeter than you."

"Don't let it out, or else my reputation at school is gonna hit rock bottom." Brooke told her with a smile.

"Is your reputation really that important?" Haley wondered.

"Not when I'm with you, no." Brooke answered, causing Haley to smile at her.

"How'd I get so lucky to be with you?"

"Karma? I know you had a heck of a lot of good, coming your way."

"Could be. Or maybe it's fate."

"Aren't they ust the same thing?"

"Nearly, but not quite, though, fate and destiny are said to be the same." Haley told her.

"How about we put it down to all three, some karma, and mostly destiny and fate? I'd like to think that some way in this crazy world we were destined to be together." Brooke reasoned.

"I like the sound of that."

"Hey guys," Peyton spoke, heading towards there table. "My dad called while I was in the bathroom and he's home. I hate to cut this short, but I'm gonna have to leave."

"Yeah, and I'm gonna catch a ride with her, cause I left a cd over at Peyton, the last time I was over." Taylor let them know.

"Oh, well is there anything wrong with him? Do you want me come with you?" Brooke asked, her protectiveness of her best friend coming through.

"No, he's fine, I just haven't seen him in forever. You and Haley stay here, enjoy the rest of dinner. Here's my half," Peyton explained, while reaching into her jean pocket and pulling out some money and flinging it onto the table, which was followed by Taylor own money as well.

"Hope that covers mine as well."

"Bye guys." Peyton spoke and just as quickly as she had come back she was gone, with Taylor in tow.

"Well, that was a little abrupt." Brooke pointed out.

"It was." Haley agreed. "On the plus side, it's just us, like you wanted."

"I'm having all the luck tonight huh? Or is that karma?"

"Who knows, but judging by the money they both left, they've covered us as well as themselves." Haley told her with a wide grin.

"I wonder what the dearest desert is?" Brooke wondered.

"I have no clue, but we're ordering it, it's not like we can't afford it." Haley let her know with a laugh, causing Brooke to smile.

So they ordered.

xxxx

"Peyton, would you move!"

"You move Taylor!"

"No, you!"

"Why do I gotta move?"

"Cause I can't see over your damn blonde curls! Now, either move your head outta the way or else your head is going in that puddle in front of us!" Taylor threatened.

"Yeesh, Tay chill. No need to get violent!" Peyton exclaimed.

"I've told you to move like ten times but you wouldn't! So sue me already!" Taylor answered exasperated.

"Like I want anything you have. I'm sorry two dollars and a hair brush isn't anything to sue over."

"Hey, I'll have you know I've had that hair brush since I was 12, it's priceless!"

"Yeah but it's bound to be gross right?"

"Eww no, you think I'd kept it if it was all gross?"

"I have no idea. You could."

"Well, I don't keep a gross hair brush, got it?"

"Yeah I got it," Peyton answered with a laugh. "Yanno I thought it'd take much longer to get you mad at me. But 10 minutes in and here we are. You, Ms. Grumpy Pants and me, perfect as usual."

"Wait, this was a game?"

"Yeah," Peyton replied with a smile.

"You're a bitch you know that right?"

"It has been said."

"So will you move you head now?" Taylor wondered.

"Sure, we can't miss them coming out now can we?" Peyton answered, moving her head as promised, so Taylor could see.

"How long do you think they'll be in there for?" Taylor asked her.

"Well, we left half an hour ago, found your great hiding space, so I don't know another 20 minutes?" Peyton guessed.

"Swing and a miss for the rookie, look, there they are." Taylor let Peyton know, pointing out her sister and Brooke as they walked out of the restaurant.

"Do they look couply?" Peyton asked, they didn't to her.

"Nope they don't," Taylor answered with a sigh. "You know maybe we should give this a break, it doesn't look like they're going to get with the program and get together. And I just wasted fifty bucks!"

"You did? I did to Taylor!" Peyton exclaimed. "Maybe if we had better ideas and stuff, it would help, don't you think?"

"I don't know, do you think anything would get through to them? They seem oblivious to it all." Taylor told her blonde friend.

"That's Brooke for you." Peyton remarked with a laugh.

"Yeah, you got that in one." Taylor agreed, smiling.

"What are they doing?" Peyton wondered, squinting a little to get a better look at what Brooke and Haley were up to.

"I don't know I haven't been looking, cause you've been talking." Taylor pointed out, expecting Peyton to answer, but there was none. "Peyton?"

"Oh, my god." Peyton sounded out, sounding a little dumbfounded.

"What?" Taylor wondered, not having the slightest clue as to what Peyton was going on about. She was seconds away from asking her question again, when she felt a hand on her face, obviously Peyton's, guiding her to where she was looking. Looking ahead almost had her on her butt. Brooke and her sister kissing. Brooke and her sister kissing? Had she missed something? Sure this was supposed to be the end result of there plan, but they were kissing now? She had definitely missed something, and from the looks of Peyton, she had had missed it as well. Maybe it was just a goodnight kiss...thought goodnight kisses usually didn't last that long. Had they been together before all this planning had started? It seemed like a pretty good guess to her.

Taylor and Peyton weren't the only ones to have witnessed what was happening between Haley and Brooke either. Nathan had been sick and tired sitting around his home listening to his parents argue with each other. Sure he hadn't expected taking a walk, at night, around Tree Hill would be all that exciting. Boy had he been wrong. Smiling he continued to watch, this was going to be fun, Haley's life and Brooke's as well, were gonna be hell from now on in if he had anything to do about it. He would teach Brooke who was boss, thinking she would get away with hurting him, how wrong she was, and Haley, oh how he was going to enjoy every moment from here on in. Just thinking about it brought a sick smirk to his face. Walking down the street he almost had a skip to his step.

"Well, huh, they aren't that oblivious are they?" Peyton spoke up, after watching Brooke and Haley walk away, hand in hand towards Brooke's car.

"It appears not." Taylor mused, her mind finally catching up with her. "They're together." she stated, obviously.

"They are." Peyton agreed, with a smile.

"They've been playing us haven't they. They've been together way before we even realised it." Taylor stated with a smirk. She had to give her sister credit, she never knew she was good at keeping a secret and a secret from her no less. That was like the biggest rule in the sisterhood hand book, 'Thou shalt not lie to your sister,' and Haley had, and succeed at that. She must've passed something onto her little sister after all.

"We have to get them you know? Till they have to tell us they're together."

"Oh yeah, I totally agree, it's a must." Taylor agreed, smirking.

"You wanna head over to my house and we can think of ways to get them back?"

"As much fun as that would be, i'll pass, I'm gonna head home." Taylor told her.

"You want me to run you?" Peyton wondered.

"It's a nice night, and as crazy as it might sound I'm gonna walk home."

"Are you feeling alright?" Peyton asked with a laugh.

"I'm fine, walkings supposed to be good for you, you know." Taylor joked.

"If you pass out half way home, you have your cell right?"

"Front pocket. Now get home!" Taylor ordered with a smile.

"Yes ma'am." Peyton replied, hugging Taylor before heading towards where she parked her car. "Call me?"

"You can bet on it." Taylor yelled, heading along the sidewalk, getting lost in her thoughts. Today head been a good day and tonight had been interesting if anything. She wondered how she was going to get Haley to actually admit to her and Brooke being together. She had a few idea, that she almost hoped won't work, because this was no doubt going to be fun.

Should he leave it for a bit, knowing there secret, letting it simmer till it boiled over or should he just tell Haley that he knew and let the games begin? The decisions he had before him, but what fun decisions they were. He had struck gold and he was going to cash in. He wasn't sure whether or not to let her know that he knew straight away or not, but he had all the time in the world. Yes, Nathan Scott would be King of his world again, with Haley by his side as his Queen, whether she liked it or not. The ball was in his court now, and he was going to use it to his advantage.

He was jolted out his thoughts as his body collided with a much smaller one, but it stopped him in his tracks. Looking at her, he gave her one of his charming smiles and offered an apology, if he wasn't so infatuated with Haley he would have given his best lines to her as well, but she was no Haley in his opinion.

Walking on after her incident with the boy she had literally bumped into, Taylor smiled as her thoughts continued, about what she was going to do to Haley and Brooke, but her smiled froze and her steps faltered though as his face flashed in front of her again. She knew him, how did she know him? Closing her eyes she tried to picture where and when they were together and almost like a freight train had smacked into her and sending her on her ass for the second time that night she remembered. She remember. It was a stupid party, she was drunk and he was drunk. Oh god she knew how she knew Nathan Scott, now. She had slept with him.

She had slept with the boy who had hurt her sister. Now she knew who he was. He was going to regret the day he ever touched her. No one hurt her little sister. No one.

End of Chapter 13

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