"I doubt it kid...an' i wasn't talking to you, who Your'e opinion anyway?" she turned her back on her and looked back to Mia. "You know that really really hot guy you never shut up about..and who's so totally not intrested...and who is way to jocky for my liking?" she grinned

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Mia blushed, "He is interested actually. And he's not jocky at all." Someone shoved past her and knocked her bag off her shoulder. She pulled it back up and tried to calm her flaming cheeks.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

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Brooke slammed her locker, completly ignoring everyone around her, she walked straight ahead, not bothering if she bumped into anyone, whoch she did, she felt a girls bag slipp og her arms. Hah, shame. Brooke rolled her eyes and made her way to science.

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Marissa was already sitting in the half-empty science classroom, scrutinizing her infamous 'C' essay. She ran her fingers through her hair, looking unhappy, and stuffed it back in her backpack.

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"Brooke!" called Haley.

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Megan walked into her science class, and set her heavy backpack down by a seat in the second row. She sat down and pulled out her notebook.

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Brooke spun around as she heard her name being called, she grinned "Tutor girl!" she said laughing.

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"Thanks," said Haley dryly. She caught up to Brooke, then asked, "What's wrong? You seem upset."

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Brooke laughed and shook her head, "Tutor girl... tutor wife, whatever you are. Cheery or Tigger or whatever you call me, is never sad!" she said quickly.

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Haley grinned, then said, "Then why was Cheery bulldozing through the hallways, and knocking tutor wife's books onto the floor?"

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Brooke's hand flew to her mouth, "Tutor wife! That was you? I'm so sorry, I thought it was a freshman or something, I'm not calling you tiny or anything.." she said grinning.

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Haley rolled her eyes as they walked into Physics, "Yeah, sure...I know how much difference a few inches makes," she added with a grin.

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"Oh but come on Haley, you are short." Brooke said grinning, "Even if by a few inches." Brooke laughed, "I sometimes wonder how Nathan reaches you, woah, poor guy must bend down alot."

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Haley's jaw dropped, and she pushed Brooke's shoulder.

"Whoa - catfight!" came Peyton's voice from behind them.

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Brooke snickered and was about to push Haley back when she heard a voice, "Oh my god, did I just hear P. Sawyer?" she asked grinning as she spun around and hugged her best friend tightly, in between a breath brooke managed to say to Haley, "I'm not done with you shorty, keep that thought."

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Haley threw an eraser at Brooke's head, before sitting down.

"Okay, Brooke, I'm going to have to breathe eventually.." said Peyton, in a falsely-hoarse voice.

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