ehhh, another rushed not so good piece of uandishi kwa me:P
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Authors Note: This takes place pre-season 1:P It's pretty bila mpangilio and rushed but idk:P lol.
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"Oh my god, P.Sawyer, that boy is so fine. I can't believe wewe actually went out on a tarehe with him. " Brooke breathed out dreamily as she sat down inayofuata to Peyton in the lunch room.
Peyton looked up from her drawing and followed Brooke's gaze to Nathan Scott. The nyota basket ball player. "He's alright." She muttered shrugging her shoulders.
Brooke looked at her with wide eyes and a shocked expression, "Peyton, you're crazy, he's the hottest guy in school."
"I guess he's just not my type." Peyton alisema simply. In truth she was lying. She found Nathan Scott to be one of the most attractive guys at the school and although his bad attitude turned a lot of people off for some reason it drew her zaidi to him. She remembered how put off she was kwa the way he had asked her out. All cocky, thinking he was the best thing out there. She wanted to shoot him down and onyesha him his place but Brooke begged her to accept the tarehe and she caved. Truth be told, she wanted to accept. Something about Nathan Scott interested her. But she would never admit that to anyone, especially not Brooke. She also would never admit that she actually had a nice time on their date. He took her out to a nice restaurant, treated her well, they talked, and when she made it clear that she didn't want to kiss him, he respected that.
"You know every single girl is jealous of wewe because he asked wewe out. They all want him." Brooke smirked at her best friend.
Peyton rolled her eyes, "Well, they can have him. I went on a tarehe with him and that's it."
"Shut up." Brooke alisema sticking her tongue out at Peyton, "I'm pretty sure wewe like him." suddenly her eyes went wide and she straightened out her shoulders. "Dude, he's walking towards us!" Brooke screeched in a hushed whisper.
"What why?" Peyton asked astonished.
"Because I can read his mind right?"
Peyton rolled her eyes at her best friend.
"Hey." Nathan alisema smiling and walking up to the both of them.
"Uh, hi." Peyton replied a little surprised.
He then turned to Brooke and smiled at her, "Hey." he alisema nodding his head at her.
Brooke smiled and slightly blushed, "Hey."
Nathan turned his attention back to Peyton, "So the after game party is being held at my house today. wewe should come."
"Maybe." Peyton alisema shrugging her shoulders.
"Well, I hope to see wewe there." he alisema winking at her and walking away.
As soon as he left Brooke let out a loud screech, "OH MY GOD. He wants you!"
"He hits on anything with boobs and a butt." Peyton alisema rolling her eyes.
"Well, wewe have neither girl so there MUST be something about you." Brooke alisema sticking her tongue out at her best friend.
"Dude, shut up." Peyton alisema throwing a piece of mkate at Brooke and laughing.
Brooke giggled and wiped the mkate off of her, "Come on P.Sawyer we have to go the party tonight."
Peyton shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know B. I'm not really up for it. I want to just hang out at home."
"Oh come on P.Sawyer wewe can listen to your emo muziki and draw your depressing art any other time. This is a party at Nathan Scott's and he wants wewe there! Do wewe not realize how big that is?" Brooke whined.
"Ugh" Peyton rolled her eyes and got up, "Fine, we'll go to that party, but me and Nathan? Not happening. He's such an ass, B."
"Okay, okay fine." Brooke put her hands up in surrender."Whatever wewe say." She winked at her best friend not exactly believing her.
"I mean it, B.Davis!"
"I believe you, P.Sawyer!"
Peyton drove up to Nathan's house in full speed with the muziki pounding, she screeched into a parking spot and halted the car. Brooke looked at her horrified.
"Peyton Elizabeth, I swear one siku you're going to kill me with your driving."
Peyton smirked at her best friend, "Then drive yourself places." She got out of the car followed kwa Brooke and stood in front of the house. People were on the porch drinking, smoking, dancing, making out, and all sorts of other things.
"This should be fun." Peyton muttered sarcastically.
"It WILL be fun." Brooke glared at Peyton, "Make it fun."
Peyton and Brooke entered the party and Brooke immediately went in tafuta for the keg leaving Peyton kwa herself.
Peyton awkwardly stood kwa herself observing the people around her. She actually knew most of these people and a lot of them considered her a friend, she unfortunately only considered a few of them acquaintances.
"Hey, wewe look hot." a voice behind her said.
Peyton turned around to find the one and only Nathan Scott smirking at her.
"And how many girls heard that line from wewe tonight?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
"Would wewe believe me if I alisema only you?"
"No."
"Good."
Peyton rolled her eyes at him but couldn't help but smile. "I'm going to go---" Peyton started looking around the room for a place to escape.
"Come on, I really can't be that bad of company." Nathan alisema as he leaned mbele closer to her. "You seemed to like our date."
"mhmm. I'm a good actress." Peyton winked and was about to walk away when Nathan grabbed her hand.
"Come on, take a walk with me."
"Uh no thanks." Peyton scoffed at him attempting to pull her hand free.
"Come on." Nathan insisted almost dragging her out the door.
"Okay, fine, fine. I'm coming."
The two of them slowly walked the empty streets. "I like the quite." Nathan remarked thoughtfully.
Peyton looked at him surprised, "Really? I always thought of wewe as a noise and riot kind of guy."
"Well, I like that too." Nathan alisema smirking at her.
"Can wewe stop smirking at me?" Peyton asked rolling her eyes.
"Can wewe stop rolling your eyes at me?"
Peyton was about to roll her eyes again, but stopped herself. "Whatever." she muttered. "Why are we walking anyways? It's dark outside and cold."
Nathan smiled and sat down on a nearby bench, "Why are wewe so scared to be alone with me?"
Peyton sat down inayofuata to him, "I am NOT scared of you." She insisted.
"Then go out on another tarehe with me."
"No"
"Why not?"
"Because one was enough." Peyton insisted.
"Not for me." Nathan remarked.
"Nathan Scott, there are about a million dumb cheerleaders who are dying to get a tarehe with you, go chase after one of them."
"Na, they all bore me. I find wewe interesting."
"Yeah and then the siku will hit where I'll bore you."
"I don't think so, Peyton Sawyer. I don't think anyone will ever find wewe boring."
Peyton turned to look him in the eyes, "Wow, Nathan Scott, wewe sure know how to charm a girl." She spit out sarcastically.
Nathan stared at her and suddenly leaned in, grabbed her face, and kissed her throwing Peyton completely off guard. He then let go of her. "I'll pick wewe up Saturday, 9 pm?"
Peyton continued to stare at him in shock.
Nathan smiled, "Okay, then I'm assuming that's fine." he alisema leaning down and kissing he sweetly on the cheek, shocking Peyton again. He then leaned in and whispered in her ear, "You really do look hot today." he alisema and walked away leaving a confused Peyton sitting on the bench.

It's been six months since the siku Nathan had forced Peyton to go on a sekunde tarehe with him and shocked her with how sweet he was. They started dating exclusively a few weeks after that and became the school's hottest couple within days.
Peyton was standing kwa her locker talking to Brooke when Nathan grabbed her kwa the arm, leaned her into the locker and began to kiss her, causing Peyton to giggle. Brooke rolled her eyes at the two of them, "Okay, gross. I'll see wewe later P.Sawyer." She alisema smiling and walking off towards class. Peyton broke apart from Nathan, "Bye, B.Davis!" She screamed at her best friend who just smiled and waved at her. Nathan pulled Peyton's face towards him again and continued kissing her.
A few lockers away two kids stood there staring at them.
"Do they really have to stand there making out in front of the lockers?" Lucas asked annoyed.
Haley laughed, "Luke, can wewe make your crush on Peyton Sawyer any zaidi obvious?"
"Hales, I don't have a crush on Peyton." Lucas alisema sternly looking at his best friend.
"Sure, wewe don't. I believe you."
"I just don't understand how she can tarehe such an ass." Lucas alisema looking at the couple once again and shaking his head.
"Whatever." Haley alisema shrugging her shoulders. "They don't even seem like the couple that'll last. They break up every two weeks according to the gossip vine."
"Yeah." Lucas alisema shrugging his shoulders, "I feel sorry for the poor girl who ends up with him." he spit out venomously.
"Only an idiot would tarehe him." Haley alisema seriously.
"Well, except for Peyton, she's not an idiot." Lucas insisted.
Haley rolled her eyes at her best friend and smiled, "Walk me to class Scott." she alisema linking her arm with his. The two of them walked off to class not realizing how ironic their words would turn out to be.