So, Ihad a great time writing this story. It's one of the funnier once I've written, with a twist of irony in it. I like it very much. I know there have been a lot of stories with the same type of plot, but I like my version of it. If you have read the fisr chapter of my Something More Sequel, you know my situation. Sadly that situation counts for this story as well, but out of the three stories I have published now, I'm most excited about this one! So, please take the time to read and give me feedback!
Disclaimer: I don't own anythign but my own imagination..
Summary: "Haley can never make Nathan fall in love! He doesn't do love! He does Donald Duck and Geometry" Wanna bet?
I guess you could say my confidence is pretty high when it comes to guys. They adore me. They worship the ground I walk on. If I wanted it, I think some of them would even kiss my shoes just for the honour to touch me. I'm irresistible to them, and I know it. I've learnt to live with it, and make it work for me. I'm not a slut, but I know how to enjoy life. I guess I dream of finding love, but I don't think it exists for me. Something about commitment scares me in a certain way. Maybe that's because my parents split up when I was seven. I can still remember my Dad leaving the house, only to come back in the form of cotton bills with numbers on them I couldn't care less about. I haven't seen him since, only his money. But only my mother cares about those, cause they can't replace my father in my life.
If someone special were to come along, I don't know if I would recognize him. He would have to be pretty special to stand out from the guys I've already had. They're like candy for me, something I eat and get rid of afterwards. At least they don't make me gain weight like normal food does.. I want to feel wanted, desired in another way than I have so far. I'm longing for someone to see me, and I mean really see me. Not the popular cheerleader, but the girl.
Me.
Tree Hill High school - 17th September 2008 – Normal P.O.V.
The fresh fall air silently floated through her hair as she sat inside her newest birthday present. It was a nice car, really fancy and with a cool colour. But Haley couldn't care less about it. She didn't even know which label it was. What was the point? It was just a car.. It was yet another apology for not seeing her the past year. '
Love, Dad..
Ironic..
She started the engine as she begun on her 5 minute drive towards the school.. It wasn't that long. She could have walked with no problem, but she was ordered to pick up her best friend on the way. Even though Brooke lived even closer to the school than Haley did, she still insisted that Haley drove her to school.
As she stopped in front of Brooke's million dollar mansion, she honked the car horn a couple of times before she saw Brooke's silhouette appear. It walked towards her, with the regular cheery smile planted firmly on its face. Haley never really figured out how Brooke managed to smile so much. The thought of smiling that much hurt Haley's cheeks and gave her weird cramps she chose to ignore. Smiling wasn't all that natural for her.
«Good morning, bestest friend. Love the new car!» Brooke exclaimed as she got inside. The leather interior moved along with her body, sending nauseating feelings down Haley's core. She didn't even know if she would keep the car, being as though it in addition to being a symbol of her father's unconditional love for her, also made the whole popularity thing even stronger. Haley wasn't a car expert, but she could see it was expensive, just like everything else she owned. For once, Haley wished she would have gotten a dirty truck to drive instead. Something that wouldn't separate her so much from other, lower ranked students.
"What's up with you today? Not on the top of your game?" The brunette laughed her silky laughter, placing her 500 $ Dior sunglasses on her plastic nose. That's right, Brooke had her nose fixed a year ago, but Haley was the only one who knew. It had always confused Haley why Brooke was so scared to let people know the truth. In Haley's eyes, being rich enough to afford plastic surgery only seemed to make you cooler for the wannabes at Tree Hill High. But maybe Brooke wanted to seem a little less fake than she genuinely was.
"I'm always at the top of my game, Brooke. It's a part of my charm" Haley flashed her pearl white teeth as she pressed down the gas pedal and headed towards their school.
"It's a part of something" Brooke mumbled too low for Haley to hear. The sound of the wind was too loud for thoughts to enter her mind, it was just about the wind. The fresh feeling she got from feeling it spread through her hair. The wind was free. It didn't have to worry about being perfect. If it was too tired to blow, the sun would still love it, and the rain would still be its friend. If only Haley was that free..
"Look out!!" Brooke screamed as Haley's foot slammed down on the breaks. As she lifted her hair back up, she saw a dirty, red truck with worn out tires standing only a few feet away from her. The handsome guy that sat in front of the wheel stared into her eyes, and she could feel her breath getting even heavier than the shock made it. There was something about his eyes that made it impossible for her to look away.
"Eww! Are you crazy!" She could hear Brooke scream at the boy, probably scaring the crap out of him. Brooke could be really scary when she got mad, not that anybody loved her any less for it. The boy seemed to react to her screams as he snapped out of their connection and drove away, heading towards the parking spots on the north side of the school.
"Are you okay, Haley?" Brooke asked her, following Haley's gaze towards the truck who had now stopped, and the guy that had jumped out of it. He turned back and looked at her for a second, before slamming his backpack on his back and lowering his head. Haley watched him as he walked into the school with his head low, staring at the ground.
Lunch was just as predicted. The same as any day. Nathan sat alone in his truck, eating whatever sandwich his dad had prepared for him in the morning. Today's winner was... Turkey.. Same as yesterday. And the day before. His father was never really the most creative one. As he took the first bite of his meal, his eyes found the blonde girl who nearly ran him over earlier on the day. She sat along with her usual group of friends..
He couldn't hide the fact that he thought she was pretty, but what was the point? She was just like the rest of them. One look at her car told him everything he needed to know about her. Besides, he already knew enough. Just because he was a friendless nerd, didn't mean that he didn't know who captain of the cheerleaders was.
Haley James.
She was gorgeous, undeniably desirable. But she was friends with his cousin, so he knew she would never even talk to him. On the other hand, she had looked at him in a really strange way earlier. It was like she begged him to see her. Begged him to see that there was something more to her. Maybe there was? Maybe there wasn't?.. Her friend certainly didn't seem to feel the same way. But he knew they had recognized him, at least the brunette. She was dating his cousin after all. And the blonde, Haley, she was best friends with them all. How someone could actually be best friends with, not to mention trust, his cousin, Nathan would never understand. As far as he knew, Lucas Scott was a bastard.
He studied the blonde girl closer. She seemed sad, like there was something bothering her. But it was clear that no one else in her precious group noticed it. She usually ate lunch with the lucky guy of the day holding her, but today, she was alone. Maybe she's starting to see how plastic it all is? Or maybe the lucky guy of the day hadn't arrived yet. Regardless of that, she still looked sad. Lost. Maybe even miserable.
What could he do about it? She didn't care about him at all. As far as she was concerned, he was just an unimportant object. Nothing about him would ever make her the slightest bit of something that resembled interested. So what was the point in dwelling over it? It would never happen.. Even if it did, it would change his world so dramatically, it wouldn't be comfortable. He liked things the way they were.
"I am telling you, he practically ran us over with that piece of trash he is driving!" Brooke continued to blab, giving the rest of their "crowd" the full play-by-play of what had happen before school started. Only a slightly more dramatic version where the boy had come out of nowhere and nearly killed them both. Haley knew it was her fault. She had been too wrapped up in the thoughts of freedom to see him. A part of her felt like apologizing, but then again she didn't know anything about him.
"I'm not surprised. He's trash himself. Who cares?" The bitter and self-confident voice of Brooke's ass of a boyfriend was heard. He seemed to have something against the guy, what, Haley didn't know.
"How come I've never seen him before?" Haley cut in, too curious to let it be. Who was that guy?
"Because he knows better than to get involved with my friends!" Lucas added, letting his tone state just how much he despised the guy. Haley frowned. What could be so bad about him? He seemed pretty harmless..
"Relax, Baby, you don't have all that much in common" Brooke soothed her boyfriend.
"The only thing we have in common is our last name. He means absolutely nothing to me. He's a total loser!"
"You have something else in common as well" The group focused their attention towards the red headed beauty at the end of the table. Rachel Gattina was the biggest slut Tree Hill High had ever seen. Haley didn't care much for her. As far as she knew, Rachel was a strong person, not afraid to speak her mind.
"What does that mean?" Lucas wanted to know.
"Well, you're hot, Luke. And he's not exactly bad on the eyes either! Actually, he's pretty hot as well!" Seems Haley was right. The anger steaming out from Lucas' ears didn't seem to bother her. She still found Nathan, the guy, more than attractive.
"Please! He's never even had a girlfriend. As far as I know, he's a virgin! He's such a loner, not even Ms. Blackstock wants to get in his pants!" The group broke out in laughter, even Haley had to crack a smile at the thought of the old, grumpy librarian at the school, hooking up with Luke's cousin in the janitor's closet.
"He can't be that hard to get into bed!" Haley commented, figuring he must have had a couple of offers based on his looks. He didn't look all that bad to her. If she got the chance, Haley was sure she would have done him. He seemed like a pretty good lay.
"You want to bet? Both his body and his heart is a freaking fortress!" Lucas laughed loudly.
"I don't think that's true"
"Are you willing to make a bet on that?" And there is was, the typical offer that appealed to Haley's competitive side. Haley could never turn down a bet. Especially not something as big as this. Is she succeeded, Lucas, the king himself, would have to kneel for her. The temptation was simply too great to resist.
"What are the terms?" Haley found herself asking him. Somewhere inside, a voice was screaming that this was wrong. He seemed like a nice enough guy, even though all guys were pigs according to Haley's life experience. What were the chances that this one was any different? Slim.. Very slim..
"I give you two months to get him in bed!" Lucas challenged her, sending her a cocky and self-confident grin that only turned Haley more on towards winning.
"Do-"
"No! Wait!" Rachel's annoying voice cut in."Let's make it a little more interesting"
"I'm listening"
"Three months, until New Year's Eve. But you will not only make him sleep with you, you will make him fall in love with you!" Rachel's evil smile spread all the way to her eyes, and they glowed towards Haley. She could feel the voice inside getting even stronger, but how could she possibly back down now?
"Haley can never make Nathan fall in love! He doesn't do love! He does Donald Duck and Geometry" Lucas sneered, lightening a fire inside Haley. How dare he point out that she was unable to succeed? Of course she was! No boy had ever said no to her..
"I'll do it" Haley reviled, directing her response towards Rachel, while keeping her eyes firmly focused on Lucas' icy glare.
"Great!"
"What happens if she can't do it?" Brooke wondered.
"She has to give up her role as cheer captain.. to me" Rachel smirked.
"And what do I get if I succeed?" Haley questioned the red head. Challenging her to come up with something good enough to keep her interested. She wouldn't crush some innocent boy, just to mess with Lucas. There had to be something more, something she really desired. Something her heart ached for. Something like..
"Freedom"
So, what do you think? Any thought?