Okay, you all might recognize me from my last fic, Forever Yours. I don't know WHEN I will update that one, I just got extremely tired of it. Expect and UD within a month. Sorry. I've decided that after doing 3,000 word chapters in my last story, I want to do a bunch of short chapters, 1,000 words tops. I'll post a new one about every 2 days, so don't get frustrated with me if the chapters are supremely short. By the way, just in case you feel like reporting me for abuse, this story is based off of The Notebook. There, I said it! Happy Reading!
Your Devoted Author,
Also, if anyone knows what AU means, PLEASE tell me. I'm such a ditz, and I'm pretty new to fanfiction.
Nathan Scott walked the lonely and deserted halls of Tree Hill High. It was 10:42 AM, and everyone was in their homeroom class. Everyone that is, except Nathan. No, Nathan wasn't a rebel. He wasn't skipping class and he wasn't waiting for an undercover drug deal to take place. He was simply following the school secretary's announcement that anyone wanting to join the following year's Raven's basketball team had to sign a crap load of papers and then get a physical. Blah, blah, blah, he'd done this before a million times.
Entering the office was a familiar scene for him. Whether he was getting lectured by the principal, congratulated by teachers, or being told of what dumbass this his mother did this time, he was in the office at least once a week.
Summer vacation was only a few days away, and he had plans to get a job at one of the local shops on Main Street. Every one of the socialites at Tree Hill High was planning to go to Rocky Point, Mexico, in search of the perfect tan and perfect sex slave. Nathan on the other hand, was not popular, already had a tan, and was in no means looking for some after dark action.
The office was crowded with jocks and girls who looked to be applying for the cheer squad. Among the guys he saw his friend, Tim Smith. Tim was good looking, but that was where his good qualities ended. He was, to say the least, an imbecile. All Nathan cared about was that he was a good friend. Tim was the person who you talked to when you had no one to talk to. Nathan was the person you talked to if you wanted to climb back down the social ladder.
Nathan got in line with his friend, and together they surveyed the rest of the crowd. There we the usual basketball jocks, Jake Jagelski, Michael Rives, and Cole Pembroke. Among the cheerleader group, Brooke Davis, Bevin what's her last name, and Peyton Sawyer. The three girls ruled the school. They were never alone and never without boy toys.
The line slowly inched forward and eventually the two boys were able to sign there names and pick up their paperwork. They headed to the door and collided with Lucas Scott, Nathan's older brother and best friend.
"Hey, little bro, watch where you're going!" Lucas joked playfully.
"Sorry, Luke. Are you doing basketball next year?" Nathan asked, scratching his shoulder.
"Does a bird have wings?" Lucas asked, sarcastically and walked to the line.
"Dude, your brother is so weird! Of course a bird has wings!" Tim commented, clearly 10 steps behind the rest of the world.
Nathan shook his head and the two proceeded to bump into a short brunette carrying at least five large books. As luck would have it, all but one dropped to the floor and onto Tim's foot.
"Damn it! Damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!" Tim screamed, hopping on one leg.
The girl looked down. "Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry. Here, let me get those." She bent down to pick up her books. "I'm so sorry." She repeated.
Tim looked at her with annoyed anger in his eyes. "Whatever, it didn't hurt." He stood back up, wincing as he placed his leg down.
She smiled. "I really am sorry. I'm Haley James, by the way. I guess this would be a bad time to say it, but vote for me, senior class secretary 2005!" She reached into her bag and pulled out two gaudy "Vote for Haley" buttons.
Nathan watched the girl's bubbly manner and immediately found himself liking her. "You've got my vote." Tim, on the other hand, was not so easy to convince.
"I will if you give me a little sugar." He leaned against the door, obviously serious about the question. Haley laughed nervously. "Well, um, I've decided to wait until marriage, but hey, whatever floats your boat. Sorry I can't be the one to fulfill your dream." She smiled at the two and walked into the office.
Nathan and Tim quickly walked to their fourth period as the bell rang and thousands of kids shuttled around the halls. Nathan didn't know it then, but he and Haley would soon meet up again in the most unlikely of places.