Natural Beauties

Disclaimer: I own nothing just the story :)

01.

" Haley do you realize you are the cause of the white stains that tend to appear on many male boxers?" said Brooke Davis. A victoriously wealthy 21 year old American designer of clothes over bros. Haley James rolled her eyes at the comment of her best friend. Haley looked into the mirror while pulling another strand of her blond locks into the hot curling iron. Haley James was a 21 year old girl who needed very little make up to look absolutely beautiful. With just a touch of cover up and a glide of lip gloss she was perfection. It was absurdity when she would come back from photo shoots with her make up caked. As well as her hair so big if a pin touched it, it would instantly flatten. The unnecessary layers of cover up and loads of mascara from various make up artists cause Haley James to convince herself as only "okay looking. " One would think that being in the model industry you would know your beautiful. When your profession is walking down a run way modeling clothes and magazine editors constantly wanting you on their cover, you were beautiful right? Haley James second guessed that.

" And how do you assume so?" Haley asked. Now it was Brooke's turn to roll her eyes at Haley's damn perfect speaking and blindness of her own beauty.

" I do not assume Haley James, I know." She replied back partially making fun of her for saying assume. Would it kill the girl to say ' think' Brooke thought to herself. Brooke jumped off the white lounge and made herself to the bathroom. Haley pointed her brown eyes towards Brooke's through the mirror stating for her continue with her realization.

" Do you understand how many girls would kill for your life! How many times do I have to tell you, your Haley James for gods sake. You are the main model for clothes over bros, every other week you're modeling for Victoria secret! Not to mention, Gucci, Chanel, Dior, Marc Jacob. Shall I continue?" Brooke was almost shouting by this point. Haley gave her shoulder a small shrug. It was not a big deal to her, it was what it was. Did she enjoy modeling? Of course, but it was not something she intended to continue with, it was more of something that happened so fast before she could stop it. Brooke huffed in annoyance of her best friend.

" So." Haley said as if it was nothing while she grabbed her hairspray and gave her hair a good spray.

" Haley, you cannot just be some beautiful broad off the street to model for Victoria secret and you know it. You could have any guy in New York, hell any guy in this world!" Brooke said. Haley chuckled placing her hands on Brooke's shoulder.

" Brooke, how many times do I have to tell you I am not for it, It's my job and I deal with it. I am the type of girl who would rather relax at home and enjoy 'pride and prejudice' or read a classic novel like 'little women.' Maybe some day start writing my own novel and having it become a classic." Haley said grabbing her make up bag and skipping out of the bathroom. Wearing white booty shorts that said pink on the butt with a matching shirt, Haley could still look good in anything. Brooke groaned and followed Haley to her bedroom. When Brooke began designing the beginning of her line clothes over bros at NYU she had none other then, Haley her best friend model her clothes for her. Once Haley stared in her first fashion show it was a huge hit. Brooke figured it was perfect to stick with Haley being her main model. One thing led to another and Haley was booked with the hottest designer names in the city. At the same time, making Brooke's line one of the best selling which brought them to present day, the wealthy and beautiful.

" I love you and all but damn you do not take luxury to your advantage." Brooke said plopping down on Haley's just made bed. Haley made the face she always does when Brooke messes with her stuff, eyes wide and wrinkled forehead.

" Oh my god, it's going to get messed up anyway." Brooke said rolling her eyes while getting up and straightening out the crinkles in the blanket. Haley giggled. Brooke chuckled as well. Haley was a neat freak unlike Brooke who would leave everything everywhere, things that the two shared such as their closet could never stay clean. Haley would attempt to clean it but within seconds Brooke would be storming back in changing her outfits while Haley could settle in just sweats and a shirt.

" I do not know how I live with you." Brooke said.

" Anyway, with the new clothes over bros male line we have to meet Lucas at his place tonight." Brooke said.

" Alright cool" Haley said from her desk where she applied her make up. Haley had met Lucas from a photo shoot she once did with him. He seemed genuinely nice and fun and he was a looker. Their was no lying when it came to his looks, he was gorgeous. He couldn't walk down the street without paparazzi and girls screaming for him. The only thing better then him was Nathan Scott his half brother who played professional basket ball. Haley knew Nathan was a hit in L.A right now playing for the Lakers. Haley wasn't a sports fan but she would occasionally flip on the game to get a good glance or two at him. He was gorgeous from head to toe, with his built toned body and incredibly flawless face. Designers all over would offer him exclusive amounts to model just one piece of clothing from their line but he was always declined.

" One question Brooke, don't you find it a tad bit strange that you're running a line for males, when you're clothing line is named clothes over bros?" Haley asked confused trying to but the pieces together.

" Whatever miss smarty pants it's my line, I can do whatever I want with it." The brunette replied sticking her tongue out at Haley while leaving the room. Haley got up from her desk and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Haley sighed and applied a little more blush to her cheeks. It did not matter how "hot" Haley was to the entertainment industry, she only cared about what she thought of herself. In Haley's opinion, her face did not express beauty or elegant in her eyes. Haley tried adding some more gloss to her lips but it did not appear to make a difference. She looked over to her first magazine cover that was framed sitting on her desk. She looked absolutely stunning but the endless amount of makeup she had on in the photo did not justify natural to her. Underneath all that Haley knew she did not look like that. She wished every day one photographer would take her the way she was, natural with little cover up, blush and a coat of lip gloss applied to her lips and then maybe she would feel beautiful. One thing Haley thought was good about herself was her body and that was only because she had a personal trainer for a year who made her body toned. It was still a little on the skinny side but she had a decent body according to herself. The truth was Haley was beautiful every which way, make up or no make up.

" Alright I am out Tigger. Call my cell if you need me." Haley said as she came out of her bedroom wearing a yellow juicy jump suit with her long locks resting on her shoulders. Brooke was sitting at the kitchen Island reading none other than Vogue magazine with a glass of orange juice. The girls shared a cute girly apartment that was all designed by Brooke. Although they could both afford to live on the wealthy side of the city they both approved with stay in a friendly size apartment. They both thought it was unnecessary to live in a huge mansion for just the two of them, so they settled in a great apartment with great security. Brooke managed to look up from her magazine to say good-bye to her friend.

" You don't want to stay for breakfast? I made it myself." Brooke replied. Haley chuckled grabbing her keys.

" Brooke, pouring me a glass of orange juice is not making breakfast. Its just sweet." Haley said. Brooke stuck her tongue out as the door bell rung. Brooke skipped off to the door in her usual giddy manner. Brooke was still dressed in her PJ's which were little purple shorts and a white tank top. Her hair was pulled back in a tight pony tail with a thin head band.

" See." Brooke said pointing to the bag of take out as if she made it. Haley chuckled again.

" Wow, you made all that for me?" Haley replied sarcastically.

" I did Haley James, and you are not even staying to eat it. I can't say that doesn't hurt my feelings." Brooke came back in the same sarcastic tone.

" And where are you going dressed like that? Please tell me the gym." Brooke said taking out the take out containers of her breakfast. Brooke always thought it was dumb how Haley had so many dressy outfits to walk around in the city with but never wore them. Brooke had worn them before Haley even touched them. If Haley was not at a formal event she was always photographed in sweats or jeans and a t-shirt which was considered normal person wear. To Brooke that did not match up with supermodel.

" Actually I have a photo shoot with Vogue, they want me in their magazine for best dressed. Remember when I wore that green dress from clothes over bros to their holiday party? Well they loved it." Haley said standing at the door. Saying good-bye for Haley and Brooke was never fast thing. Brooke always had some gossip to talk about that just could not wait. Or Haley would tell her about the day she had planned. When they actually did get out the door, within five minutes one of them would be calling the other.

" And according to my watch, you were supposed to be there 45 minutes ago to take an interview. You being the designer and all." Haley said. Brooke's eyes grew big.

" ht!" She yelled throwing her containers on the counter. Haley chuckled leaving the apartment as she heard the shower turn on. To Haley, Brooke was your defintion of beautiful, sexy and stunning. Brooke had a rare beauty to Haley. She had pretty eyes and a killer smile. She was a pretty girl.

"Dude, when those model friends of yours coming over?" Nathan asked grinning from his spot on his brother's couch texting on his phone with a basketball game on the big screen. Nathan had only been in New York for two hours and was already pissing Lucas off. Lucas did not know how he was going to handle over five months of this. This had been Nathans first year of professional ball and Lucas had promised him he could come live with him during off season for some brother bonding. Nathans off season ended a little shorter because of a knee injury so coach let him start off season a little earlier then most. It was the beginning of February and he was now living with Lucas until about the summer so he could go home and train with the team who lived back in L.A.

" Man, you are not going to be crashing here during off season if you just hit the sheets with random girls every night. Also, would it kill you to pick up your ht! How much Gatorade do you drink within the hour." Lucas yelled hurling an empty bottle at him. Nathan chuckled once again at his brothers behavior.

" I told you your pansy should get a maid and bro we will just do it at her place." Nathan said smirking getting up from the couch throwing out his bottle well making his way to the fridge and grabbing another while taking a swig. Lucas shook his head. Nathan took a seat at the kitchen table.

" Haley should model for playboy. Even better, sports illustrated then I would see her everyday." Nathan said smirking.

"Its such a tease when she is in magazines with a bikini, I mean come on take it all off!" Lucas just looked at him.

" Your pathetic bro. You had better keep your derogatory comments to yourself when she's here, she's not your type anyway." Lucas replied.

" No my type? Bullshit! Nathan Scott makes time for everyone. Funny girls, smart girls, shy girls, nice girls, the list goes on man." Nathan said taking another swig from his drink and jumping to get the door when there he heard them knock at the door.

" Sit your down." Lucas said. Nathan chuckled at his serious tone, his brother was always so stiff, he never loosened up. Nathan went to raid Lucas fridge finding something good to eat.

" Knock Knock, hottest girls of the big apple at your service." Brooke yelled threw the door causing Lucas to roll his eyes. Haley chuckled.

" Hey Lucas, ready to try on some hot clothes?." Brooke asked charging into his apartment empty handed.

"The clothes aren't going to get in here themselves Lucas chop chop." Brooke said pointing to the boxes outside his door while Haley entered his place. His apartment was a bachelor pad for sure. Big screen TV in the living room, nothing done to the walls, x-box hooked up on the coffee table with a couch. You're typical guy place.

" Who's your friend? Looks damn well from behind." Brooke asked referring to Nathan who had his head in the fridge. Lucas rolled his eyes, like his brother needed any more praise. Nathan turned around with a smirk on his face taking a bit out of an apple. Haley turned around to examine who Brooke was talking about and her eyes must have popped out of her head. There he was, the other Scott. Dressed in just jeans and black polo he still looked gorgeous.

" Brooke, Haley this is-" Lucas was about to introduce them but was interrupted by Haley.

" Your brother, Nathan Scott." She finished for him. Brooke smirked knowing Haley always turned on his games to watch him run up and down the court. She did not blame her though. He was pretty.

" You a fan?" Nathan asked extending his arm out so she could shake it. Haley chuckled nervously and shook his. Her hand was so little compared to his. Haley was in awe at how pretty his little blue eyes were.

" Psh, fan more like secret admire." Brooke broke in.

" Brooke!" Haley shouted embarrassment flushing her cheeks.

" What? He's hot, I agree with you but you know you have no idea what is happening when you turn on his game. All you're staring at is his fine puttin a ball through a hoop." Brooke replied. Nathan loved this and Lucas could tell. He had the two girls in front of him talking about how good looking he was.

" Come on Lucas. The door man only agreed with bringing up one box from the car. What an asshole right, I mean it is his job." Brooke said quickly changing the subject pulling Lucas out of his apartment.

" So.." Haley said awkwardly. Nathan chuckled and nodded his head towards the kitchen as Haley followed taking seat on a bar stool.

" Gatorade or beer?" Nathan asked looking at her through the open space looking into the kitchen. Haley could not contain her excitement as she was sitting in the same room as Nathan Scott.

" Gatorade." She said. Nathan smirked.

" My kind of women." Nathan said sliding it to her taking a seat next to her with a silly grin on his face. How cute. She thought to herself. Did he think I was cute? Do not kid yourself Haley, Nathan Scott would never see anything in you.