Sports Agents and Love Affairs
Chapter One
Summary: Future eventual Brucas fic. However starts out as Leyton later then becomes Brucas. Brooke is fresh out of NYU and is a up and coming spots agent. Unrealistic I know, but is mine so shush. She has never met Luke and basically she fall for him even though he is her boss. And he starts to fall for her but they are too afraid to approach the other.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except Sophia Bush...I wish.
24 year old Brooke Davis walked confidently through the halls of Scott Sporting Co. Her stilettos clicking with every step. Every eye in the room was on her, and she knew it. She lived for the attention. She knew even though no one knew who she was she could tell right away that every guy wanted to be with her and every woman wanted to be her. It had been this way her entire life.
As she reached the end of the corridor, she was greeted by a less than friendly secretary. She could tell by the once over the woman had given her that she already didn't like her. And her smug attitude didn't help either. Although Brooke retained her composure.
"What, she asked with a snide tone.
"Hi. My name is Brooke Davis; I'm here to see Lucas Scott. And yes I have an appointment.", Brooke said with a fake smile and cheery attitude to match.
"Thank you. Mr. Scott is currently in a meeting. I'll let him know you're here as soon as he is finished. Anything else?", she asked with mock concern.
"No. I'm fine thank you.", Brooke said in the same cheery voice.
Today was her day and she was going to let some PMSing, underachieving secretary ruin it. You see today Brooke had a meeting with the head of Scott Sporting Co. She had worked her ass off to get here. She was applying for a job as a sports agent. The Scott brother handled some of the biggest names in sports. Brooke had never really pictured herself as a sports agent or a sports anything. The most sports action she saw was as a cheerleader in high school.
Although one day she was talking with her college guidance counselor and she was told that she would be best suited as an agent. Not a sports agent specifically, but during Career Week they had all interned at various jobs and turns out she actually ended up helping the employer land one of the biggest cases he'd ever had. How? Well let's just say she used her powers of persuasion.
Brooke was seating staring at her perfectly manicured nails when the secretary said that Mr. Scott was ready for her.
Brooke promptly rose from her seat and gave the woman a nod of appreciation and mumbled a quick "Thanks" followed by a low "Bitch"
When Brooke entered the office of one Lucas Scott she was bombarded by walls filled with dozens of awards. And three beautifully designed cases containing at least 6 trophies each. However she could tell that the office was professionally done. It had that 'no man can do this good a job' feel.
As she continued toward the desk she cleared her throat…reluctantly, Mr. Scott looked pretty good from behind, it seemed as if he was lost in the view of the New York skyline. Who wouldn't be?
As soon as he turned around the first thing Brooke thought was 'Damn'. This guy was gorgeous. He had big broad shoulders, chiseled cheek bones, sandy blond hair, and the most amazing piercing blue eyes.
"Oh, excuse me. Sorry about that I was little sidetracked.", he state din a strong, but gentle masculine voice.
"Don't worry about it. That's quite the view, you have there. I'm Brooke. Brooke Davis.", she stated as she held out her hand.
He willing shoke it. The handshake sent shiver through Brooke, but she just brushed it off.
"Lucas. Lucas Scott. Thank you for coming here Ms. Davis.", he said as they took their seats.
The man seemed very personable. Brooke handed him her resume, and a series of questions about her college and previous work experience followed.
Once everything was done, Lucas explained to Brooke, "Okay. Thank you so much for coming. I was very impressed. Someone will contact you with in a few days."
"Sounds great. Thank you so much." Brooke said, smiling
She walked out onto the streets of Manhattan feeling extremely proud of herself. Brooke decided that she had earned herself a day of retail celebration.
Throughout the day Brooke hit each and every one of her favorite stores. Although her mind kept wondering to a place where she was more focused on a certain pair of baby blues. However Brooke tried her best to not thing about the fact that her potential boss was drop dead gorgeous. Not to her surprise she failed miserably.
That night Brooke went to bed, in her very stylish New York penthouse feeling very good about herself. Now the only left to make everything perfect was a phone call from one Lucas Scott…er…Scott Sporting Co.