One Tree Hill; Wild Child Version.
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Brooke Davis lay asleep in her California home, her bedroom was top to bottom pink. With pictures of her and friends on each wall. Her hazel eyes then slowly open and she turns over in her round bed to look at her clock.
"Shit!" She exclaims, throwing her long deep brown into a ponytail and threw a pink hoodie over her head. "Shit!" She shouts again running down the modern stairs, she stumbled into the kitchen noticing her 14 year old sister making herself pancakes, whilst nodding her head to the song beat. "Millie!" She spoke loudly, "Millie!" She repeated, before pulling an earphone.
"Oh, hi Brooke." Millie smiled, her brown hair in a smart plait. She let Brooke flip the pancakes for her whilst she sat on the counter.
"Today is the day that we get rid of Victoria." Brooke said, shuddering at the sound of the name.
"Don't go too extreme, please sis." Millie said, picking the plate of pancakes with syrup on.
"I can't make any promises." Brooke smiled, before running up the stairs again, leaving Millie with a sigh. Brooke flung up one of the wardrobes, throwing various pieces of clothing behind her. She then settled with a pink tank top, with a pair of light denim jeans and flip flops on her feet. Grabbing her straighteners, she quickly straightened her hair with them and then used the curling tongs for her ends. She heard the doorbell ring and ran down the stairs once more, opening the door to reveal a group of around 40 people to help her execute her plan. "Come in, Californians!" She shouted and Millie looked down the stairs at the crowd gushing in through the house.
"You've really gone too far, Brooke." She said to herself, taking a seat on the stairs. Brooke followed the crowd into the cliff garden. Some people dived into their private pool, whilst others lounged on sun loungers. She walked over to her supposed best friend, Lindsay.
"Hi Linds!" Brooke said and Lindsay turned round with a fake smile on her face, her dirty blonde hair was trailing over one of her shoulders.
"B!" She said, with fake excitement, "Who loves ya!" She squealed. As Brooke went to reply she heard a knock on the door and the sound of a lorry engine.
"Time to get this show on the road!" She shouted to everyone and the crowd rushed to the front door. Brooke greeted the lorry driver and signed the sheet, before they opened the back. Everyone rushed for items, grabbing them and running back through the house. Brooke picked up some clothes, looking them over and then putting a disgusted look on her face before running off through the house. "Hey!" She shouted, gaining everyones attention. "Watch this." She ran to the edge of the cliff and jumped off, falling 100 feet before hitting the water. Everybody had run to the edge, looking over the cliff with concern.
"She's not come up!" Shouted a male voice
"What if shark has got her!" A female voice came. Then Brooke came up the wet clothes she had grabbed around her.
"Welcome to California, BIATCH!" Brooke shouts up, then noticing her dad walking through the crowd.
"Brooke! Up here! NOW!" He shouted, watching her swim to the side. He began to usher some people out, but stopped when she got out and had come back to the garden. "That's it, Brooke! You're going to boarding school in Tree Hill!" He shouted, before ushering the rest of the crowd out.
"The boarding school threat, again!" Brooke shouted, holding her shoes in her hand. "What are you going to do? Replace me with a younger, trashier version like you did with Mom?" She shouted again, then her voice softened. "Do you even remember Mom?"
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Brooke lay in her round bed, she had been tossing and turning for the past hour and still couldn't fall asleep. She heard someone shuffle into her room and turned over to see Millie climbing into her bed, Brooke turned over and hugged her sister.
"I think you pushed him too far this time, Brooke." She said, sniffing as she played with the end of the duvet.
"I think so too, Mils." She whispered, sadness and disappointment in her voice.
"Who's going to flip my pancakes in the morning?" Millie whispered,
"You're going to be fine, Millie." Brooke whispered, pulling her into a tighter hug.
Two weeks later, Brooke, Millie and Lindsay were in Brooke's room helping her pack her bags. Brooke was reading up about Abbey Mount, the boarding school she was attending. Millie was putting shoes into the bottom of a large suitcase and Lindsay was applying lipstick.
"At Abbey Mount, I'm not allowed to leave school ground unless it's a weekend." Brooke sighed, "And our curfew is at 10PM!" She moaned. "It's aim is to turn the young 14 year old girls into successful women at the age of 18." Brooke scoffed.
"What about the uniform?" Millie said, getting up and standing behind her. Lindsay came over and looked too as Brooke clicked the mouse.
"Oh. My. God." Lindsay and Brooke said in unison, as they looked at the picture.
"I have to wear this." Brooke said, sighing. Lindsay was looking through Brooke's suitcase and she came a pair of red stilettos.
"Why are you taking these!" Lindsay exclaimed and Brooke turned around. "They'll get ruined, by all those posh, badly dressed bitches who will be there begging to wear them!" She bluffed.
"Take them," Brooke said, spinning back to the computer screen. Receiving an eye roll from Millie. Brooke sighed, "Promise me we'll talk everyday, Linds?" She asked Lindsay.
"Who loves ya." She said, with a fake beaming smile, that was replace with an eye roll.
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Karen Scott, the principal of Abbey Mount was outside welcoming new students and greeting the old.
"Haley James, do you mind greeting the new student in your dorm?" Karen asked, one of her kindest and most known students.
"Yes, Mrs Scott." She spoke and followed her principal, stopping when she saw the beamer. Karen continued to walk over to the car and met Richard Davis.
"It's nice to see you, Richard." She addressed him, giving him a quick hug.
"You too, Karen. Or should I say, Mrs Scott." He smiled at her, "Brooke is in the car." He said, walking around to the trunk of the car. Brooke heard a tap at the window and rolled it down, removing her shades from her head.
"Hello Brooke." Karen began,
"Hi Mrs Scott, I-" But Karen cut her off.
"I hope you will not cause this school any trouble and that you will be a pleasure to have here." Ending her sentence with a smile, Brooke smiled back with politeness. She opened the door and climbed out of the car. She was wearing short shorts with a one shoulder strapped pink top. A young fourteen year old girl, who was in the middle of shaking head girl, Rachel Gatina's hand looked away to stare at the brunette. The red-headed girl followed the young girls gaze to and her mouth dropped dead. She dropped the girls hand and walked over to Brooke. Brooke was standing and taking in the sight of girls hugging their parents and rushing off to meet her friends and her heart dropped. Her gaze was interrupted by the red head, who's hand was out infront of her.
"Rachel Gatina, head girl of Abbey Mount." She said, watching Brooke nod her head. She grabbed Brooke's hand and held it. "You shake the hand of the head girl." She spoke, sternly. Brooke snatched her hand away and looked up at the red head.
"The head girl." She began, taking the mick out the way she said 'head girl' "Will be able to shake my hand when she gains my respect." Brooke retaliated.
"I'm sorry." Rachel spoke, stunned with Brooke's choice of words.
"Apology accepted." Brooke said with a grin. Rachel gave Brooke a glare before turning around, a large shoulder bag hitting Brooke in the side as she walked off. Mrs Scott walked back over to Brooke with a girl her age with sandy blonde hair.
"Brooke, this is Haley James. She'll be your sister." Mrs Scott said and then flounced off into the crowd.
"I already have a sister." Brooke stated.
"It's just a metaphor for friend, a helping hand." Haley said, a smile on her face.
"I pick my own friends and FYI you don't make the cut." Brooke said, meanly.
"I should that would hurt more if I knew what FYI meant." Haley smiled and walked over to three girls who were wait. "Watch out girls, we've got a wild one." They all laughed and headed inside. Richard came over to his daughter.
"I'm going to head off now, Brookie." He said,
"I hope you get seriously delayed and that your luggage gets sent to Australlia." She spoke, trying not to cry. Richard pulled her into a tight hug and then went back to the car.
"Bye Muffin." He smiled at her.
"Bye Dad," She said, he smiled and sat in the back of the car and Brooke waited until he was out of sight. Leaving her as the last person outside. Brooke turned around, leaving her suitcases and walked into the building. Using help from other girls, she eventually found her room. She opened the door, to find four girls unpacking their suitcases and chatting. "Excuse me, I've been assigned this room." She announced, the all looked at her and then got back to whatever they were doing. "It means you have to leave." She finished, a curly blonde haired girl looked at her,
"You either sleep in the corridor or take the fifth bed, your choice." She smiled sarcastically and turned around. Brooke sighed and walked over to the empty bed. She sat down and Haley turned to look at her,
"Where's your suitcase, Brooke?" She asked.
"I'm waiting for it to be bought up by the housekeep." She announced, crossing her legs onto the bed.
"Housekeep?" A honey blonde girl named Bevin spoke.
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"Oh god." Brooke said, as they opened her soaking wet suitcases.
"Don't say the lords name in vain!" Bevin managed to get in, but Brooke was listening. A tropical storm had started, the skies had been grey all day but it took it until now to let the rain come. Brooke, Haley and Peyton's hair were dripping wet.
"Not this seasons Christian Dior." She groaned and then they lifted the clothes up. In the suitcase Peyton was going through, she came upon dozens of bottled water. She held it up and raised an eyebrow.
"Bottled water?" She asked and Brooke looked up.
"What?" She said, then saw the bottle. "What if I get thirsty." She simply shrugged.
"You see, we have this amazing thing here called a tap." Haley spoke, with a raised eyebrow. Brooke rolled her eyes and crossed her legs. The door then opened and in came a blonde, slim woman.
"Good afternoon Matron." Bevin said, smiling.
"Afternoon girls." She spoke. Brooke looked up and sighed with relief.
"Finally some housekeep." She spoke picking up one pile of clothes and walking to Matron. "I need this washed and dry cleaned as quick as possible." She said, holding the clothes out. Peyton, Haley and a brunette called Anna swapped eachother looks.
"I'm your Matron." She spoke to Brooke. "You do your own washing on weekends." She spoke sternly. "Now, why are you not in uniform like everybody else." She stated and Brooke shrugged. "Get into your uniform." She said, "Now!" She shouted. She left the room and Brooke went through her suitcase, pulling out her uniform. Luckily, it had been at the bottom of the case and had managed to keep dry. She quickly ran and put on. However her uniform wasn't like everyone else's. She wore a designer blazers which had had the school badge specially sewn on. Her skirt had a tall belt and was a high waisted one, showing off her tanned legs. She had bought black high heels to wear through out the school with a casual white blouse. Her tie hung low and her top button was untied. She came back into the room and picked iPhone, pacing the room.
"Is that an iPhone?" Haley asked, Brooke nodded.
"If you want signal, there's only two spots for them in this-" Then the door was opened and Matron stood there, she held a box in her hand.
"Phones." She simply spoke. Bevin took her phone out and placed it into the box. All of her rooms phones seemed pretty cheap. "Brooke Davis. Phone." She spoke.
"I'm not giving you my phone." Brooke spoke simply.
"Well seeing as the whole room already has two detentions for one week of town to go out, for Brooke Davis' lack of uniform. I guess I could change it to two weeks." She spokem slyly.
"Brooke give her your phone." Peyton spoke, annoyed.
"No shit, I'm not giving her my phone!"
"Three weeks of two detentions." The matron spoke. Everyone glared at Brooke."
"Fine." She said, placing the iPhone in the box.
"And the rest of them, Brooke." Brooke sighed and placed all three of her phones in the box.
"Californians. We had one like this in 1979." Matron said as she left.
"Bitch." Brooke mumbled.
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"You will never get away with that uniform, for a start." Haley began. "And FYI, no drinking, no smoking, no alcohol." She began to list as they walked through the busy corridor, Peyton, Bevin and Anna were behind them. "No fireworks, no dangerous weapons, no illegal drugs." She continued to list. "If you have a problem with someone, no random bitching. Structure your point." She said as they turned a corner. "No webs surfing, no bullying." She paused, "So if you behave like an asshole, we all suffer, so do not get us in your shit." She stops again and looks at Brooke. "Or we will break you."
"I'm so scared." Brooke said, rolling her eyes.
"Hi Kate." Two girls greeted her, as they went and stood behind their table.
"What are you?" Brooke began, "Like, Prom Queen or something?"
"Actually, it's something you don't have." Peyton said, "Popularity." She smiled, sarcastically. Brooke sat down at the table, Peyton and Haley were stood next to her on either side.
"Hey, get up. Wait for Ms Kingsley and the perfects." Haley hissed.
"Screw them." Brooke moaned, Haley and Peyton shared a look before lifting her up, supporting each side of her and standing her up. "That's physical abuse, I'm calling my lawyer." She began.
"With what?" Peyton stated. Then Ms Scott and the perfects walked in, followed by a blonde brooder with icy blue eyes.
"Well, hello Lucas." Bevin spoke.
"How kind of you to grace us with your gorgeous presence." Anna spoke and the two giggled. Haley looked down at her watch,
"And cue Rachel in three, two, one..." Rachel had made her way over to Lucas and was flirting, twirling her hair around her finger.
"Who is this, Lucas guy?" Brooke asked, peering around to look at him.
"Mrs Scott's son." Peyton spoke.
"He's off limits though." Haley began, "Not since third grade, at the age of eleven when he got caught playing doctors and nurses." Everyone giggled. "It was a massive whoo-hah, so Lucas is off limits now."
"Because of the massive whoo-hah." Brooke said and they all laughed.
"Nope, because fraternizing is off limit." Anna spoke. Mrs Scott nodded and they all sat in their seats. The waitress came along and started passing plates down.
"I can't eat this." Brooke spoke, as she helped pass the plates down.
"Anorexia or Bulimia?" Peyton began, "Because if it's Bulimia, we'd rather you didn't eat other people's birthday cake on their birthday. It's such a waste." They all laughed.
"Actually, it's because I'm a vegetarian." Brooke mumbled, playing with the food on her plate.
"For what we are about to recieve..." Mrs Scott began, everyone was praying and speaking the prayer along with Mrs Scott. Brooke began to mumble nonsense and the prayer stopped all eyes on her. She looked up and around and caught Lucas' gaze. Blue against hazel. He was smiling. "Amen." Everyone said together,
"Namaste." Brooke smiled.
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Brooke, Haley, Peyton, Bevin and Anna were walking down the corridor.
"Get out of the way," Haley whispers to Brooke as she see's Rachel walking their way. But Brooke ignores her. Rachel stopped infront of Brooke.
"We meet again. How sublime." She spoke, smiling a fake smile. "Learn the rules, Cali." She said, "When it comes to the right of way, there's a hierachy." She was looking Brooke up and down. "Teachers, perfects, scholars, dogs, vermin, Californians." She ended. Then she turned to Haley, "Haley, see that she see falls in line." Before walking off.
"What is this place. Hogwarts." Brooke mumbled as they continued to walk off. Later that evening, the girls were in their bedroom. Everyone was in bed, except Brooke who was dilly dalying around. Matron popped her head around the door and checked on them all.
"Bedtime girls." She announced, walking in and placing a uniform on the trunk at the end of Brooke's bed. "The correct uniform for you, Ms Davis." She spoke, before walking to the door.
"Night Matron," Haley spoke, Matron looked over at Brooke who was looking out the window.
"Brooke Davis. Bed. NOW!" She said, raising her voice slightly. Brooke reluctantly climbed into bed. "Goodnight, girls." She said, switching the light off and closing the door.
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End of chapter one.
This will only be the length of the movie, may add a few parts in myself.
Also, Millie is Millicent from One Tree Hill and I had decided to make her Brooke's younger sister.
Shout outs next chapter, feel free to ask questions.