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Haley and Brooke were sitting on the sofa eating their pizzas and watching some cheesy horror movie on the TV. In the commercials they would go over their plan of action, or as Brooke had named it, "Plan Get The Damn Bitch Out".

"So when you go home, you're going to tell your Dad, yeah?"

"Jeez Tutor Girl how many times we gonna go over this?" asked Brooke, getting more and more exasperated every time Haley asked. "I got it, don't worry."

Haley sighed, and looked a little pensive. Brooke's eyebrows furrowed as she tried to read the look on the tutors face.

"Hales, what you thinking?"

"I just…" Haley paused to think of the right way to phrase her next thought. "I just want it all to go well, I suppose." She turned to face Brooke properly before continuing. "Because I've really enjoyed this afternoon, and your company and everything. I don't want to lose it; I don't want to lose us being friends just because of this girl."

Brooke smiled and pulled the smaller girl into a hug.

"Hales, this is me you're plotting with. Don't worry, everything will go just fine."

And it did. Within a matter of hours, Plan Get The Damn Bitch Out was in full swing, and Haley was waiting by her cell for a call from Brooke to confirm that everything had gone fine and Gaby was gone. A knock at her door pulled her attention away from the screen of her phone.

"Knock knock, can I come in?" called a familiar voice as the door opened.

"Hey Luke, what's up?" smiled Haley, kind of glad for the distraction.

"Not much, thought I'd pay you a visit. Peyton said that you and Brooke had a talk. How did it go?"

"Really well actually, I'll let her tell you the details herself, just in case I overstep the mark somewhere, but we've sorted most of our stuff out, and we seem to be on pretty even ground now. Which is good, it always upset me that you and I couldn't see eye to eye on Brooke, but now I can see the good in her that you always said was there. That makes me happy."

"I'm glad you two get along, I think there could be the makings of a really good friendship there. You two seem like the kind that will settle the other, make a good balance. What are you up to at the moment?"

"I'm waiting on a call…" Haley's phone started to ring on the bed and she smiled as the name Brooke flashed across the screen. "And there it is. I'll just be a second, wait here."

Lucas nodded as Haley walked off, answering her phone in the process.

"Hello? Brooke, did it all go well? ...well I'm not surprised she was pissed, you kicked her out of a pretty cushy lifestyle….yeah but what's she really going to do? They're empty threats…. I know you can handle yourself"

Lucas shook his head at the conversation with a smile. It made him really happy that the girls were getting along. A knock at the door pulled his attention away, as did Haley's yell of

"Lucas! Door!"

Lucas walked up to the spyhole at the door, and saw a vaguely familiar face staring back at him. It was the girl from the club, Brooke's friend, Gaby.

What the hell's she doing here, Lucas thought to himself. He silently motioned at Haley, who, with a confused look on her face, peeked through the door. Her eyes widened as she registered who it was, and she whispered down the phone to Brooke to get your ass over here now!

"What?! Why, what's wrong?"

"Gaby's at my freakin door!"

"WHAT?! I'm in my car, give me 3 minutes."

Brooke hung up the phone and pealed off down the street towards Haley's house, praying she'd get there in time.

"Oh my god Lucas, what the hell's she doing at me door" whispered Haley nervously, as the bell rang again. From the front door they heard Gaby's annoyed voice for about the fifth time that minute.

"I know you're there chica, open the door, I just wanna talk with you."

"Suddenly, Haley saw Brooke car pull up outside her house, and the door slammed.

"Oh thank god" she said to Lucas, standing up and heading towards the door.

"Hales maybe you should leave this to Brooke, it's really her problem now, I wouldn't interfere. If it gets bad we'll go help obviously, but Gaby might feel more threatened and more inclined to violence if we all go out there."

"No, Luke, it's my problem too now, I helped Brooke with the plan, and I'll help her out of this mess too." Haley breathed in a deep breath and pulled open the door as Brooke stepped onto the porch.

"Hey Tutor Girl, what the hell's Gaby doing on your porch?"

"That's a good question Brooke, let's ask her. Hey Gaby? The hell you doing on my porch?"

Gaby smirked and shook her head.

"I don't believe that's a valid answer. Gaby. Get lost. I already told you once, this isn't your home."

"Brooke, what changed? Why am I suddenly no longer welcome in your home?"

"You weren't welcome in the first place! You're like a freakin squatter! Now no one wants you here so why don't you just clear on out and leave us all in peace?"

"Fine, fine. But Brooke, don't think I'm going to -"

"No! No, you can't say that you haven't even got a leg to stand on! I spoke to my father on the way over here and he said if you set one foot in this town he's going to issue a formal complaint against you regarding the trashing of his car and the considerable rise in illegal drug use in clubs every time you set foot in this town. So hows about you save us all a load of trouble and GET THE HELL OUT!"

Gaby's face got redder and redder during the course of Brooke's speech, and at the end she just bowed her head and walked to her, driving off down the road without a single look back.

"Thank god for that. Did you really talk to your dad?"

"Nah, I made al that stuff up, lucky guess huh? But she's gone for good, so we should celebrate. Sleepover? Shall I call Peyton?"

Haley nodded eagerly and went inside to tell Lucas the good news with a little smile on her face. She could feel this was the beginning of good things to come.

That was a lame chapter but I wanted to post SOMETHING. I have no excuses for how long it took to get this up, and I can do nothing but apologise profusely to you all. I swear the next one will be bigger, better and up sooner that you'd expect.