Brooke Davis was the new girl in school. She had just moved to Tree Hill from California, because her dad had gotten a great job offer here. Obviously, her mother had joined them, but she doesn't get why. Her parents are always fighting, and all Brooke can do is sit and watch, or hide in her bedroom until she hears two door slams. It seems like her parents don't care for her at all.

She had unpacked all of her clothes and other stuff, so she lay on her bed and sighed. This was a long day. Not only had her parents fought twice, but now she has to go to school tomorrow, and she has no one. Her phone rang, and Brooke immediately jumped off her bed to grab it. ASHLEY, it read. Brooke quickly slid open her phone with a smile going ear to ear. "Ash? It's so great to hear from you!" Brooke said excitingly.

"Yes well, I haven't seen my best friend in exactly eight hours, and I've missed you," Ashley said on the other line, coming all the way from Newport Beach.

Brooke smiled. It was great to hear her best friend's voice again. "I miss you too. How's Vince?" she asked, Vince being her ex boyfriend.

Ashley exhaled. "Honestly? He's torn up. He doesn't know what to do with himself. I mean, his girlfriend broke up with him, not telling him why, and tomorrow he's going to find her gone!" Ashley said, very loudly into the phone.

"Ash, don't be rude. I couldn't tell him that I was leaving. It tore me up," Brooke replied. Then she heard her parents come home, slamming doors and shouting at each other. "Look, I got to go," Brooke said quickly, not wanting Ashley to hear what was happening.

"Is that Victoria and Richard?" she asked. Ashley had never called Brooke's parents 'your parents' or 'your mom and dad' she always called them by their names, just because she feels like they aren't Brooke's parents.

Brooke shut her eyes and wished for the pain to go away. "Yeah, it is."

Ashley exhaled deeply. "Oh God, I wish I could come over there and knock some sense into them. I don't understand why you don't just leave home," she said.

The truth was Brooke had considered it. And some days, she used to leave home with a suitcase and crash at Ashley's or Vince's. But she always found her way home. "I got to go. Bye Ash, say hi to everyone."

"Bye bitch. I love you," she said. Brooke put the phone down, and exhaled. At least she had gotten that out of the way. It was time for bed. Brooke slid into her bed and pulled the covers over her head. Maybe, just maybe, if she wished hard enough, she would be back in Newport the next morning.

Brooke woke; nope, not in Newport. She got up and got ready for school. She wore her skin tight skinny jeans, and a black tank top. Of course, she made her hair looked naturally wavy. Brooke got out of her personal bathroom and her bedroom and walked into the kitchen. First, she checked if her parents were anywhere in sight, they weren't. She quietly tip toed to get a plain bagel and ran out of the house. She could get coffee on the way to school, when she was driving up to the house she saw a cute little café called Karen's Café. It was on the way to school anyway.

She walked into the café to see that a few adults were eating their breakfast there. There was this one teenager, sitting at the counter talking to the person behind the counter. He had short, dirty blonde hair, and wore an orange shirt with jeans. Brooke breathed in and walked up to the counter. "Hello dear, what can I get you?" the lady behind the counter asked.

"Can I just have a coffee to go? I'm on my way to school," Brooke said.

The teenager who was sitting at the counter turned to me. Brooke saw he was eating eggs and toast. That would be good right now, Brooke thought to herself. Secretly, she was starving, her bagel had been stale. She should have known, her parents never cared for breakfast food, only brunch, and only if it was with really important people. The man had blue eyes, and was still looking at her. "Tree Hill High?" was all he asked. Brooke nodded. "Well school doesn't start for another half an hour, why don't you eat?" he asked.

"I don't have a car, it'll take me a while to walk," Brooke said as she pointed towards the door and shrugged, at the same time.

The lady behind the counter had slid the coffee to go across the counter to Brooke. She put the money down. Brooke grabbed it and waved goodbye to both of them. "Wait," the guy said as he ran up to Brooke. "I have a car, I can give you a ride," he said.

Brooke nodded. "Why not? I'm pretty much starving to death anyways," Brooke said.

"Great," the guy said as he led Brooke back to the counter. She sat in the chair next to him. "Lucas, by the way; my name is Lucas Scott," he said as he stuck out his hand.

"Brooke, Brooke Davis," she said as she shook it. "So what's good here?" Brooke asked Lucas once they separated hands.

"Pretty much everything."

Brooke laughed. "What? Are you like the owners son, so you have to spread good news about the café?" she asked.

"Actually, I am. My mom runs this joint."

"Oh," Brooke said. She suddenly felt very stupid. Why say anything when you don't know this town? Stupid, stupid Brooke. "And I'm guessing this is your mom," Brooke said as the lady who was talking to Lucas earlier came out of the kitchen.

"Yeah. Mom, this is Brooke, Brooke this is my mom, Karen," Lucas said.

Brooke stuck out her hand and Karen shook it. "Nice to meet you Brooke," she said.

"You too," Brooke said. Karen nodded and excused herself to go back into the kitchen. "So seriously, what should I have?" Brooke asked, turning back to Lucas.

Lucas laughed. "Here, I'm full, have the rest of mine," he said as he pushed the plate of eggs over to Brooke. She gave him a worried expression. "Honestly, I'm fine." That didn't change her expression. "They are perfectly fine, I didn't poison them or anything," Lucas joked. Brooke smiled and dug in. She quickly gulped down each bite of the food.

Lucas laughed again. Brooke immediately dropped the fork and sat up right. "What?" she asked once she had chewed and swallowed her food.

"No," Lucas said, apologetically. "It's just I've never seen a girl eat like that. They're usually cutting their pea into two and chewing it slowly."

Brooke patted her napkin on her lips. "Well sorry, I guess I'm not like the other girls."

"I like that," Lucas said as he stared into Brooke's eyes. She smiled and then continued to eat. When Brooke finished, it was ten minutes until school started. "Look, we'd better go, school's starting soon." She nodded and took out more money from her purse. "No need," Lucas said once he knew what she was doing. "I ate most of it so it's covered."

"No Lucas, I'll pay."

"Brooke, put your money back in your wallet," he demanded, in a friend way. Brooke laughed and put the money back in her purse. Lucas coolly tried to catch a peek at Brooke. She was still laughing; he loved the sound of her laugh, but liked the vision even more. Her perfect white teeth were glowing, and her smile ended and began at her ears. Lucas loved Brooke's perfect wavy hair, her eyes, her smile, her nose, even her ears. Everything about Brooke was perfect to him.

They got to his car, BMW, Brooke smiled. It reminded her of the car she used to have back home. "So, where'd you move here from?" Lucas asked once they were driving to school.

"California, Newport Beach," Brooke replied.

Lucas smiled. "So did you get to see a lot of famous people?" he asked.

Brooke nodded and started thinking. "I met the entire cast of the O.C." Lucas nodded. Brooke laughed awkwardly. "Not to brag or anything."

"I don't think you are bragging, you met a person you like, that's great for you."

Brooke smiled and looked out the window. She couldn't stop smiling around Lucas, and she doesn't know why. They reached Tree Hill High, and both got out of the car at the same time. "So I guess we go our separate ways now," Brooke said.

Lucas locked his car and swung his backpack over one shoulder. Brooke brought her backpack up on her shoulder. It wasn't like Lucas'; it was one of those backpacks that you have only put on one shoulder. Sometimes it got hard, but you have to live up to it. "Why do we have to? I'll introduce you to some friends of mine. C'mon," he said as he put his hand on her lower back, slightly pushing her to the courtyard. They reached a group of six. Lucas gave Brooke a final push and high fived a man from the group. "Hey guys."

"Hi Luke," a blonde haired girl said. "Who's this?" she asked, very excitedly.

"This is Brooke. Brooke this is Bevin." They shook hands. Lucas stuck out his hand and pointed to the guy he high fived. "This is Nathan." Brooke waved. Lucas moved his hand to the right. "This is Haley." She waved again and Lucas moved his hand. "This is Skillz, Bevin and Mouth." Lucas pointed to a blonde haired girl that didn't look that pleased with Brooke. Her golden locks bounced about while she wore skinny jeans and a concert t shirt. "This is Peyton," Lucas said as Peyton walked into his arm and he hugged her.

Brooke thought this was a couple group. It was obvious that Skillz was with Bevin, and Haley and Nathan were all cozied up and talking, and Lucas and Peyton. Her and Mouth were the only ones without someone. Lucas was staring at her as her phone rang. She put up her index finger as a signal for 'wait a second'. Brooke answered the phone without checking who it was. But once she heard the man's voice, she immediately regretted it. "Vince," Brooke said, trying to sound happy. She turned around from the group of couples and took a couple steps. "What's up?"

"Ashley told me why you broke up with me. You're gone, I get it," he said.

Brooke scoffed, why did Ashley tell him everything? "Yeah, well…"

"I miss you B. Davis," Vince said. "You know I still love you." He put down the phone.