Brooke Davis was 21 years old, she'd graduated from collage and had to figure out how to spend the rest of her life, she new what she wanted to do, she had a lifelong dream, she wanted to be a fashion designer but she'd shown her designs to a company that had taken interest in her when she was in high-school but they told her her designs where to last year. Brooke tried to do something better but after being turned down by three other companies she finally realized it wasn't going to happen, she was never going to be, Brooke Davis, fashion designer, she would just be Brooke Davis. Then what seemed like fate one day Brooke was walking in the park and the cutest little boy almost got run down but a group of boys on bike's, she managed to get him out of the way and when his mother caught up with them she mistook Brooke as a nanny and offered her work, Brooke was resistant at first but then realized it might be fate.

Brooke accepted the women's offer to be her child's nanny and that's how she'd gotten to where she was standing right now, outside a flashy apartment block which she assumed cost millions, yet the Huntzburgers, the people she was nanny-ing for owned the entire building and, of course lived in the penthouse suit.

The man out the front took Brooke's bags and she rode the elevator the top floor. She was greeted by young man, maybe eighteen in a wetsuit.

'Hi," she said cautiously.

"Hey, you must be the nanny," he smiled and held out his hand, "I'm Jake."

"Oh," she nodded.

"I'm Sheera's nephew," he laughed, "I crashed here last night now I'm road tripping to Cali with some mates."

Brooke nodded again.

"You're a bit too young and hot for this job aren't you?" Jake asked.

Brooke shrugged, "It was fate that I landed this."

Jake smirked, "Ok… no one's home, but Sheera left you a note on the coffee table and ah," Jake pointed behind her, "Your bags are here."

Brooke turned around, "Yes they are," she smiled.

"Well, I gotta go," Jake told her, "Maybe I'll see you later," he smiled and walked over to the elevator.

Brooke wheeled the bag rack to the door but noticed how clean the floor was and decided to leave it there for a while. She walked into the lounge-room and found a note on the coffee table with nanny scribbled across the front, she opened it up and read it.

Dear Nanny, Welcome to our home,

Please, make yourself as comfortable as you want, unpack your bags and relax.

My son Greyer will finish school at 2.30, directions to his school are on the fridge, the following are the house and social rules:

1. Greyer is not allowed to eat anything unhealthy, he has a strict diet, you however may eat whatever you like

2. Greyer is a very smart boy but he needs to learn as constantly as possible so please, with the games you play with him, try and make them educational

3. Greyer and his friends should not enter my room or the main study

4. If Greyer is dirty don't let him sit on anything or play with anything, clean him u first

5. You may not take Greyer outside New York

6. Do not let Jake take Greyer out, he is a bad influence

7. Greyer is not to watch TV before 5.00, if you wish to watch TV make sure you do so in your own room before this time

8. When you have a friend or family member over please write down what time and the date they are coming in the date book in the hallway, same goes if Greyer has a friend over

9. If Jake is around but I am not, you are the boss, do not let him think otherwise

10. If Jake has more than one friend over at a time, ask him to take them downstairs or someone else and make sure Greyer has a restriction on friends too.

Jake 'crashes' here about three times a week, sometimes more so he is part of our family as are you now, please make sure the rules are followed and we should avoid all sorts of trouble, now remember, you need to pick Geyer up at 2.30, until then time is yours.

Brooke rolled her eyes and looked at her watch, two o'clock, she went and grabbed her bags and searched for her room, there was a note stuck with a pin on her door, it had one word on it, NANNY, obviously it was her room, she opened the door and smiled, it was actually quite a nice room, she put her bags on the bed and went to the fridge to get directions to Greyer's school.

She took the directions and went downstairs to her car.

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Brooke got to Greyer's school and waited out the front, two thirty passed and she looked to another women, "What time do they get out?" she asked.

"Three," the women told her.

Brooke sighed, Sheera just wanted her early.

A three o'clock the bell finally rang and the kids all ran outside, Brooke caught Greyer and he half smiled.

"I remember you," he told her.

Brooke nodded, "I remember you two buddy, I'm your new nanny."

Greyer slowly nodded, "Are we going home now?" he asked.

Brooke nodded yes.

"Is Jake at home?" Greyer asked.

"No," Brooke told him, "He's gone out for a while."

"Is mom at home?" Greyer asked.

Brooke shook her head.

"Okay," Greyer sighed and grabbed onto Brooke's hand.

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Brooke and Greyer rode the elevator up and Brooke smiled down at the little boy, "I'll race you to the front door."

Greyer smiled, "You're just gonna let me win," he said knowingly.

"No I won't," Brooke laughed, "I'm very fast."

The elevator door opened and They both stepped out, Greyer grabbed her handbag and threw it back into the elevator.

"hey," Brooke said annoyed, Greyer ran to the front door and hit it.

"I win," he boasted.

"I'll get your bag if you want," Greyer said, he hit the elevator but when it opened the bag was gone.

Brooke sighed, "I'll look later."

Greyer nodded, "Can you make me a milkshake?" he asked.

Brooke nodded, "Come on," she said putting her hand on his back and walking inside.

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"Hey Greyer," Brooke called from the kitchen, Greyer walked in from the lounge-room.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"Is it alright if I go have a shower?" Brooke asked.

Greyer nodded, "Can I color why you're in there?"

Brooke found some pencil's and paper and put them on the table, "I won't be long," she told him.

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Brooke was halfway through her shower when she heard a knock at the door.

"Greyer," she called, "Can you answer that?" she asked.

"I'm not allowed," Greyer answered.

"Of course not," Brooke muttered, she turned the water off and wrapped herself in a towel, she an through the house and to the door, she opened it and saw a very attractive young man holding her bag.

"Hi," he smiled.

"Hi," she smiled back.

"I'm Nathan," he told her.

"Brooke," she replied.

He held out the bag, "This is yours?"

Brooke nodded, "How'd you know?"

"I saw you and Greyer get into the elevator then I saw it with the lost property," he told her.

"Oh, so you know Greyer?" she asked, "Are you another cousin?"

"No, just a friend," he smiled.

Brooke suddenly became aware of why he was smiling, she looked down and realized she was just in a towel.

"Oh god," she muttered, "Thanks for my bag," she said softly, taking it back.

Nathan nodded, "No worries," Brooke went inside and closed the door in his face, he smiled at the door.

A/N Chapter 1 up, hope you enjoyed it, R&R, tell me what you think, it seems a lot the same as the nanny diaries but later it will be totally different when the twist comes out, I'm gonna try and be quick with my updates for this story