By: Tracy Cook
Disclaimer: I do not own anything; these characters belong to the creators of One Tree Hill.
Pairing: Brooke and Haley
Will You Tutor Me?
Brooke smirked at herself in the living room mirror as she walked into Nathan's house. She looked wonderful. In this reality, her fashion-line was not yet invented, so she had chosen one of her favorite dresses and made some alterations to it so that it would be more her style. It seemed that everything that she owned in high school consisted of short skirts, tank tops, and jeans. So, she had to go to her own devices.
She was wearing a black dress that went down to her knees, showing off just enough of her legs to be sexy, but not slutty. The dress had thin straps and the cut allowed visibility to a portion of her cleavage. She wanted to look good tonight. She had to impress Haley.
Along with this, she had done her hair. Brooke had actually gone to a stylist to get it cut and styled. She wanted to look more sophisticated. So now, her dark hair went down to her shoulders and was curled elegantly. This was similar to an outfit and hairstyle that she had worn to a red carpet event once. 'Maybe I over did it… I mean look at all these teenagers…'
There were people dressed in very little clothing. Some weren't even wearing shirts. Half of the kids were making out with each other; a few of them were past making out, which caused her lips to curve downward in disgust. She honestly could not believe that she had been just like them at one point in her life. Brooke still understood that sex was fun, she understood showing off your body, but these people were practically putting everything on display and having drunken meaningless sex.
Still, Brooke was not at the party to make judgments. She had an agenda tonight. She was going to get close to Haley and show her how much she meant to her before she fell madly in love with Nathan. This was her second chance. She truly did believe that if she was not meant to change anything, she would not have been sent back in time. Therefore, she was going to try her hardest to make things happen between Haley and herself.
If after all of this she found that Haley never would love her back, then she would accept it.
"Woah!" Peyton exclaimed as she walked over to her best friend, smiling and looking the other woman over. She had never seen Brooke dress up like this before. The woman always wore designer clothing of course, but this was different. "Lookin' fancy B. Davis."
"What do you mean by that?" Brooke asked, in a confused tone of voice before looking over her best friend's attire. The blonde was wearing some jeans, converse, and a band t-shirt. She hadn't even changed her clothing since Brooke had seen her earlier. A light blush covered her cheeks as she realized that she had definitely overdone it. "I just wanted to look nice."
"I can see that, you went all out tonight." Peyton pointed out.
"I did not." She denied, her blush deepening.
"Yeah, you kinda did. It's a high school party Brooke, not the VMA's. Look around this place, hell, look at me. Nobody is dressed up like you are." Peyton eyed her best friend, finding it extremely strange that she was dressed like an adult, but what was stranger than that was her attitude about how she was dressed. She was blushing, and acting nervous and shy. Brooke Davis was one of the most assertive, self-confident women that she knew, and she was acting the complete opposite. "So who is he?"
"He?" Brooke asked with a raise of her brow. She was confused by the random question.
"Yeah, who are ya all dressed up for?" Peyton asked, nudging the brunette in the side.
"No one. I already told you, I just wanted to look nice." Brooke insisted, looking through the crowd of people for the person that she actually did wish to impress. It had been such a long time since she had seen Haley and she was both excited and nervous to see her. Her heart was racing and her hands were shaking, and she knew that she was being obvious. Peyton could always tell when she had a crush on someone.
"Lucas?" Peyton asked.
Brooke laughed at the question as if it were the most ridiculous thing that she had ever heard. To her it was. Peyton and Lucas were dating in the future. "With you in the room? Not going down that road again."
Peyton looked offended. "What? Brooke, I already told you I don't want Lucas."
Again she started to laugh, a dimpled smile on her face, before she quickly recalled that she was in the past and that none of that drama had happened. This was prior to the love triangle between Peyton, Lucas, and herself, and the blonde had absolutely no idea what she was talking about. She probably didn't even know that she had feelings beyond lust for Lucas yet. Brooke stopped laughing when she saw the shocked expression that Peyton was wearing.
"Keep telling yourself that P. Sawyer." Brooke stated with a shake of her head at her best friend's ignorance.
"Okay, so if it isn't Lucas, then who is it? 'Cause, you definitely look like you're after someone."
"I already told you. It's no one." She shrugged her shoulders and smiled smugly as her best friend rolled her eyes at her. She did not believe her.
"Whatever you say. You don't have to tell me, but I'm here for you if ya need to talk about it, kay? I'm gonna get a drink, do ya want one?" Peyton asked, turning to start toward the bar, already expecting Brooke to say yes. She had never known the head cheerleader to go to a party and not drink.
"No!" Brooke said with a little too much enthusiasm. It caused the other woman to jump and stare at her with wide eyes. She did not want to go down that path again. The last time that she had come to this party, she had gotten completely wasted and had to hear about it for her entire life, not to mention she wanted to be sober when she talked to Haley.
"Woah, okay, calm down. No alcohol for you, got it."
"Sorry." Her voice was soft and apologetic. She had not meant to be so forceful. "I just don't want to drink tonight." 'I don't want to ruin this night like I did in the past…'
Now Peyton looked concerned. Her best friend was dressing differently, acting differently, and now she did not want to drink at a party. Was she trying to change who she was to make some guy happy? "Okay, seriously, what's goin' on? You always drink."
"I just don't want to drink tonight."
"Alright…" Peyton said, walking toward the bar.
Brooke took in a breath as she caught sight of Haley and Lucas who had just entered the party. She had not seen Haley in so long that she had to just stop and look at the other woman. She looked so adorable with her goofy hat and her poncho on. She was wearing an uncertain smile as she rolled her brown eyes at her best friend who nudged her side. 'God, she is so freaking adorable… I just want to—woah, no… that would be overstepping my boundaries, but I am so going over there and talking to her.'
She walked toward Lucas and Haley, a grin on her lips and her dimples evident in her cheeks as she approached the two of them. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears as the anxiety started to rise and make her stomach flip. She felt almost sick.
"Hey there tutor-wife." Brooke said in a sweet tone.
"Tutor-wife?" Haley asked with a confused look on her face and furrowed eyebrows. Brooke had called her tutor-girl on numerous occasions, which was not a nickname that she particularly liked. But, tutor-wife made absolutely no sense. "Are you drunk Brooke? I don't even have a boyfriend, let alone a husband." She said with a laugh, reassuring Lucas who looked like he had just been slapped across the face. He was very protective of his best friend and he did not like the idea of Haley kissing a guy, there was no way that he would approve of her getting married without telling him.
"Oh, right." Brooke stated as realization hit her like a ton of bricks. 'Haley is not married yet… she isn't even dating Nathan yet… great, she probably thinks that I am crazy.'
"Yeah." Haley stated in a dismissive uncaring tone of voice. She did not care for Brooke Davis, the captain of the cheerleaders and the woman who ran the school and was playing with her best friend's heart. She had made their life a living hell up until now and there was no reason for her to think that this would be different. If Brooke was talking to her then she had an ulterior motive and Haley was too smart to fall for that.
"Sorry, force of habit." Brooke muttered under her breath knowing that neither of them would be capable of hearing or understanding what she had said. Forcing a smile back onto her face she tried to be positive and remind herself that it was going to take some time to convince Haley that she had changed. "I just came over here to see if you were enjoying the party?"
"I was enjoying the party until you came over here and started bothering me." Haley stated honestly. Her words really hurt Brooke. She knew that she could not take them personally, not in this time period, but in the future they were so close that it hurt.
'I forgot how much Haley hated me back then… I did make fun of her a lot and hurt a lot of people back in high school… well, that is going to change now.'
"I see. Feisty." Brooke said with a smirk that usually caused anyone to blush and give into her, but not Haley. She seemed completely unaffected by her charms. "Guess that never changes."
Haley was perplexed by the diva's words. 'She does not even know me; she never cared to even ask my name. How can she possibly know that I am feisty?' The tutor was nearly positive that the only reason that Brooke was being nice to her was because she had feelings for Lucas and she knew that he cared about her, she may even have been using that to get closer to the young man, so in a spiteful tone of voice she asked, "Do you guys want some alone time or something?"
"Actually, I was hoping for some alone time to talk to you." Brooke said, catching large brown eyes with hazel.
Haley started laughing at this. She could not believe it. But, when she realized that Brooke was still wearing a completely serious look on her face her smile fell and she started to cough in order to clear away the laughter. "Oh, you were being serious?"
"Yeah…" Brooke whispered out slowly, her voice soft and raspy. 'This is going to be harder than I thought…' "Is that really so surprising?" It hurt her feelings knowing that it was surprising to Haley, that it was surprising to her because of how she had treated her. 'Why couldn't I just have seen that I love her before now…?'
"Well, yeah. I mean you've never wanted to talk to me before. I don't even know if you know my name, so why would you want to talk to me now?" 'Unless it was beneficial to you in some way…'
"I promise I just need to talk to you for a few minutes. Then you never have to talk to me again, Haley." Brooke purposely used the tutor's name instead of her nickname in order to show her that she did care enough to know her name, that she did actually pay attention to her. Moving toward Haley, the cheerleader placed a hand on her arm and smiled knowingly when she watched the shorter woman take in a breath of air.
'Did she just call me Haley… So… she does know my name.' The contact with her arm and the use of her name caused Haley's demeanor to change considerably. She now felt shy and her heart was racing and there was a blush forming along her cheeks and down her neck as she stared up into stunning hazel eyes.
Haley turned to look up at Lucas who had his hands shoved into his pockets and shrugged his shoulders, not knowing how to react to the scene any more than she did. He had assumed that Brooke was coming over to talk to him.
Finally, she let out a loud sigh and said, "Fine!"
Haley pulled her arm away from Brooke's hand and immediately missed the contact between the two of them as she told Lucas that she would be back in a second and started toward the part of the room that was not crowded. This would allow them privacy and silence in order to speak with each other. Once they reached the other side of the room, Haley turned around and looked up at Brooke. Taking just a moment to actually look over her attire. She had changed her style drastically since the last time that she had saw her at school, she looked more sophisticated and mature.
'This is so weird…'
"Okay, so what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Haley asked, feigning disinterest despite being extremely interested in the answer.
Brooke had already decided beforehand what she wanted to ask the other woman. She figured that she could kill two birds with one stone, considering the future events and how she not only hurt Haley but also got Rachel expelled. "I wanted to know if you would tutor me in Algebra. I am having trouble in that class and could really use some help."
Haley cocked her head to the side and stared up at the cheerleader, not sure how she felt about the question. It seemed innocent enough. But innocent was not a word used to describe Brooke Davis. "I don't know Brooke." She stated hesitantly. The timing was almost too coincidental with Nathan asking her for a tutor; it could easily be a setup.
"Please, Hales. I could really use the help. I'm not doing great in Algebra and I don't want to get so far behind that I have to go to some crazy drastic measure later on."
Haley looked at her for a moment as if she were trying to read her face to know if she were telling the truth. What she found behind her eyes was complete honesty and it made her want to tell her yes, but she was not willing to do so without first talking to Lucas and figuring out if it was the best plan of action. "That's actually very responsible, Brooke."
"So, you'll do it?" Her face lit up with hope.
"I have a very busy schedule—"
The use of her nickname caused her to blush and look away. She never would have expected something like this to happen. Brooke Davis was asking for her help in school? And she was actually calling her by her name.
"I'll think about it."
I hope that you all love this chapter. Sorry for the delay, I have very little time to write during the week because I work and go to school for the majority of the day. 8am to 8pm, but I am trying to keep up with my fics. I do hope that y'all like this and please tell me what you think!
Thank you all for reading!