Alright what you should know:
1) this is crossover between One Tree Hill and RENT (you really don't need to know RENT it will be explained)
2) Making this AU, but it should have a good basis in both stories
3) From One Tree Hill timeline it takes place after season one only it is in the year 1998(starting in January)which really isn't that big of a deal.
4) From RENT timeline, disregarding years it take place shortly after the show ends
5) I own neither RENT or One Tree Hill, nor would I ever make such a claim.
6) Reviews are greatly apprieciated.
7) If any one can help me come up with a better summary, please let me know.
Ironic, was that the word she was looking for? She didn't care, she'd go with it. She couldn't stay in Tree Hill, it wasn't an option as far as she was concerned.
Was it luck the dearlership she passed gave her too much money for selling her car to them.
Well, it doesn't really matter does it? Brooke thought as she sat on the bus bound for the one place she never thought, the one person she hadn't seen in nearly eight years.
Her brother. The one her father, and sometimes even herself, pretended didn't exsist. The one her mother was more concerned with.
When Brooke was four, the Davis family had moved away from New York to Tree Hill; Roger couldn't stand it. The town was too small for Roger Davis who preferred playing in his band over basketball and hated most of the people in the town, including his own father, with a burning passion. As soon as he turned eighteen, he was gone. And Tree Hill forgot that Roger Davis had ever exsisted.
Brooke had gotten a postcard from him about three months later while her parents were on vacation about where lived if she wanted to escape. But what could the eight year old do?
Brooke's hand fidgeted with the corner worn postcard. It was all she had to go on.
She hoped it was enough to save her.
The tears threatened as the reasons why she had left came flooding in.
It had been one night of weakness, on both their parts, and now she had to deal with it.
She didn't dare bring him into this. It was her fault she reasoned. She's the one who started it. She'd deal with it. Besides, he had too much on his plate already.
The bus finally reached its destination and Brooke tried to put on her confident face. She was going to need it.
It didn't take her too long to find her way to the corner of 11th and B, the neighborhood itself wasn't the most promising, but from what she remembered of her brother it didn't surprise her.
She trugded up the stars of the building listed on the post card, and to the door on the top floor, and pounded...