Hi everyone! I am so excited and over-joyed about the feedback I received from my last two stories; despite a few rude comments. I am happy to announce that because my last two stories were both a success, I have decided I would try and write my very first crossover! Here is the FULL summary of this story, which is about the two Queen B's: Brooke Davis and Blair Waldorf.

Brooke Davis is a small town, fashion designer who grew up as the popular party girl in high school. Blair Waldorf is a fashion-lover, who grew up as an Upper East Sider and was the Queen Bee of her private school, Constance Billard School for Girls. Both girls are very different yet very much the same. After Brooke's high school graduation, she decided to pack up and move to New York City to start her very own clothing company, Clothes Over Bro's. Lucky for her, Blair just graduated high school as well and the two end up meeting on the streets of New York. The two become friends, despite some problems at the beginning of their friendship, and when Brooke decides she wants to move back to Tree Hill, Blair wants to join her. The two ladies head to Tree Hill and trouble begins to arise as both girls go on to live a life meant for the other. One night they both have scarring nightmares that leaves both girls to wonder about the lives they're living. Brooke always dreamt of going to the big city and Blair just wants to find simplicity in a small town. Find out how this thrilling story plays out.

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Queen B's–

It was a chilly July day, the wind blowing through trees and the clouds dark as if it would start pouring at any second. Brooke Davis was standing in front of Tree Hill high school. She had a large purple suitcase in one hand and a smaller pink suitcase in the other. She was carrying a large Kate Spade purse which hung from her forearm and she gripped her iPhone in her hand. Brooke had come to say one last goodbye to her High School before she stepped onto the plane, flying her out to New York City. Brooke had begun a clothing website online where she sold all kinds of designer clothes and after she graduated, she promised her mother that she would fly to New York to grow her company. The truth was, Brooke had always dreamt of making it big in the city and with her mother's help she knew her dream would come true.

Brooke sighed and lifted her arm so that she would call Haley. Haley James Scott was her best friend and, thanks to Tree Hill high school, she could rely on Haley for anything. She would have called her former best friend Peyton Sawyer, however Peyton had moved to Los Angeles two days after they graduated and Brooke hadn't talked to her for a month. Brooke dialed the number and put the large phone to her ear.

"Hello?" Brooke heard Haley ask. Brooke was trying not to let the tears stream down her face.

"Hey, Haley. Um, I'm just at the school and I was wondering if you could come pick me up and drive me to the airport. I would do it but I don't have a car and I have no money for a cab." Brooke could hear the sadness tremble through her shaky voice but hoped Haley couldn't hear it.

"Yeah, sure. Do you mind if Jamie tags along? He'll be in the back in his car seat, it's just Nathan is at camp and…" Haley trailed off.

"Of course, I definitely want to see my godson before I leave!" Brooke smiled, although she knew Haley couldn't see. Haley said thanks and hung up, leaving Brooke to stand in the parking lot waiting.

After 5 minutes, Haley slowly pulled up in a damaged old car. When Nathan and Haley got married, they had the apartment which didn't leave much money for a car to begin with. Then they had Jamie and they were totally out of money for a new car so they got stuck with a used 1985 Hondo civic.

Brooke grabbed both suitcases and shoved them into the trunk of the old car. Brooke ran to the front and hopped into the passenger seat. She turned to Haley, who had tears in her eyes, and gave her a hug.

"Haley, don't cry. You're going to make me cry!" Brooke said into the shoulder of her best friend. The two let go of each other and wiped their eyes to rid them of the tears.

"Let's go to the airport." Haley said, flashing a sad smile to her best friend.

Queen B's–

Brooke and Haley were hugging in the middle of the waiting area for the gates. Haley was holding Jamie in one hand while she let go of Brooke.

"Brooke Davis, I will miss you. Thank you for being my best friend." Haley said, crying.

"Thank you for being my best friend, Haley James Scott. But it's not like we won't see each other again. In a few months, when my company is up and running, I will be back here. I will come back and I will babysit my beautiful grandson while his parents go out and party. I promise." Brooke replied, wiping tears away from her eyes.

"You better or else I will fly to New York and drag your ass back here." Haley laughed, giving Brooke one last hug. When they broke apart for the second time, the overhead speaker blared with a voice saying that Brooke's flight was boarding.

"Bye, Tutor Girl. I'll miss you." Brooke smiled, squeezing Haley's hand. She let go and walked off to board her flight to New York.

Queen B's–

Brooke was standing on the sidewalk of New York City in her Henri Bendel pumps with her Kate Spade purse. She certainly looked the part of a New Yorker but was very distracted when a limo pulled up right in front of her. Brooke looked around confused when the window opened and someone yelled "You!" at her.

"Are you talking to me?" Brooke asked the person in the limo.

"Depends. Are those the new Henri Bendel pumps that aren't even out yet?" The stranger asked. Brooke blushed and looked down at her feet.

"Yeah, they are. My mom got them for me. She knows the owner of the store here in New York." Brooke smiled through her confused facial expressions. The stranger rolled up the window then opened the door and stepped out.

"I'm Blair. You probably know me so yes, I am the Blair Waldorf." Blair announced, sticking out her hand for Brooke to shake.

"Oh, I'm Brooke Davis. You probably don't know me. But you will." Brooke said, returning the confidence.

"Why because we'll be friends or because you'll be famous?" Blair questioned.

"Both." Brooke flashed a smile and then continued the conversation. "I own an online clothing website and I'm in New York to seek my mom's help into making it a worldwide company." Brooke exclaimed, confiding in her new friend.

"Wow, big plans don't you think? I mean New York isn't the easiest to please, never mind the world. If you want my advice, I suggest you start with a simple clothing line, that's not online. And then if the people like it, start the company." Blair responded, bluntly. Brooke was immediately offended but then started gaze over Blair's wardrobe discovering she is wearing the red dress from her new line, "American Teen".

"Do you mind if I ask where you got your dress?" Brooke asked, ready to prove her new found friend wrong.

"Not at all. There's this online shopping website called Clothes Over Bro's and their new line featured this dress. It's called "American Teen"! Isn't it so chic?" Blair gushed, oblivious to Brooke's smirking facial expression.

"Oh and I don't think my plans are too big because New York already loves my work." Brooke said, reverting the conversation back to her career.

"How do you know?" Blair asked, with a snarky attitude.

"Because you're already wearing my dress. You see, I'm Brooke Davis and I own Clothes Over Bro's. American Teen was my first clothing line and I'm in New York to further my website by turning it into a company." Brooke said, proving Blair's statement wrong. Blair gasped at the sound of this and her jaw dropped open.

"You're the owner of Clothes Over Bro's? I love your clothes! I practically own your whole line! When are you coming out with your new line?" Blair questioned with a mount of energy. Brooke smiled and thought back to her conversation with her mother.

"Well the company's grand opening is this Saturday so when we open, the new line will be in the store. So far the only location we have is here in New York, however when the company takes off, I am looking to move back home and open a store there while my mother runs things from here." Brooke smiled, feeling her phone buzz in her pocket. "Speaking of the devil." Brooke murmured, grabbing her phone and placing it to her ear.

"Hello, mother." Brooke answered. She was silent for a moment and then begun talking again, "Yes I've landed safely. I actually met someone who is a big supporter for the company." Brooke fell silent again, listening to the receiver. Brooke hung up and grabbed her suitcases. She felt a hand rest on top of hers and looked up.

"Please, where do you have to go?" Blair said, signaling for her driver to load the suitcases into the trunk.

"I have to meet my mom at the company's head office. It's just around the corner from here." Brooke said, pointing in the direction of the building. Blair's driver grabbed her belongings and shoved them into the tiny trunk. "If you'd like to come, you can meet my assistant and mother." Brooke offered, feeling obligated to bring Blair along. Blair nodded and they got into the limo that zoomed off to the office.

Queen B's–

Brooke and Blair walked through a pair of glass doors that had the words 'Clothes over Bro's' painted across them. As Brooke walked past the front desk, with a suitcases in each hand, the secretary greeted her. Both girls kept their heads high as they waltzed to the boardroom, not paying attention to anyone around them. When they reached the boardroom, Brooke got stopped by her assistant, Millicent Huxtable, so she waved Blair to go into the boardroom as she talked with her assistant. Blair opened the door and was immediately caught off guard when she heard someone talking.

"How do you like the head office, Br– Blair Waldorf? What on earth are you doing in my head office?" Victoria asked, completely caught off guard.

"Victoria? I'm here with Brooke. We met on the street and she invited me to come in and see the place." Blair said, at first confused then decided to explain her reasoning for being there.

"So when Brooke said she was talking to a supporter of the company, she meant you?" Victoria asked.

"Yes, Victoria. I love Brooke's clothes and to be fair I didn't know you were attached to this company." Blair responded with an arched eyebrow.

"Look Blair, what happened all those years ago was a mistake. I didn't try to make Waldorf Designs go bankrupt, I just tried to help. It isn't my fault plus you were still able to get back on your feet. I mean, Waldorf Designs is one of our biggest competitors." Victoria confessed, knowing Blair might reveal this secret to her mother, the head of Waldorf Designs.

"Whatever, that doesn't change what you did. But I genuinely like Brooke and her clothes; I want to be her friend. I can promise you I won't pry her for details I can tell to my mother but then I expect the same from you and her." Blair said, laying down the ground rules of her friendship with Brooke.

"Brooke doesn't even know about Waldorf Designs, or that you're tied to it. With that, I don't want you to tell her because then she might do something she will regret later."

"I agree. Our relationship will be strictly personal, no business." Blair added, nodding her head in agreement with Victoria. Just then, Brooke walked in. She rolled her suitcases in and asked that Victoria have them delivered to her hotel room.

"Thank you, Mother. Blair, can I talk to you?" Brooke asked, with a concerned look.

"Of course." Blair responded, stepping further in the room. Victoria rolled the suitcases out of the room and shut the door. Brooke looked to make sure no one would hear them and then she begun to speak.

"Blair, I really like you as a person and I really want us to be friends." Brooke said, looking deep into Blair's eyes as if to study her response.

"I do too." Blair responded, giving a nervous smile.

"I don't want to start our friendship off with lies. Do you have anything to tell me?" Brooke asked, glaring at Blair to catch her reaction.

"No, not that I know of." Blair lied, nervously. She was afraid that Brooke knew something she wasn't supposed to but didn't think of confessing in case she was just paranoid.

"How well do you know my mother?" Brooke asked, changing the subject. She didn't change her expression nor move her stare from Blair.

"Well, her and my mother got into business wars together but that's about all. Why do you ask?" Blair questioned, fearing what would come next. Brooke ignored her question and decided to come out with her reasoning for all the questions.

"Would you say you knew my mother well enough to murder your best friend, Serena Van Der Woodsen and then pin it on her?" Brooke asked, her voice raised and an evil glare in her eye. Blair's heart sank and knew that she couldn't lie anymore.

"Yes."

I hope you all liked my first chapter of "Queen B's"! Don't forget to review and let me know if you want a chapter 2! You know you love me.

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