Brooke and Haley have been best friends for the majority of their lives. They met at Summer Camp and have kept in touch through letters, phone calls, emails, etc. but rarely see each other. This is due to the fact of Brooke being a Florida girl, from a suburb of Miami and Haley being from Tree Hill, North Carolina. Since then Brooke has relocated to New York City. When Haley moves to NYC with her husband Nathan and meets Brooke again, Brooke's life gets much more interesting!
Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill or any of its characters...I own nothing but the plot of this story!!
Remember tonight, for it is the beginning of always
Brooke smoothed down her hair as she walked into the neighborhood coffee shop. It was a brisk day in New York City and the wind was more than a little overpowering to the brunette. She scanned the room, looking for her childhood friend. Finally she spotted her, Haley James. Well, Haley James Scott now. This was the first time Brooke had seen Haley in years. They had kept in touch via email and phone calls, but they were both so busy in their own lives. Brooke waved at her friend and walked over to the corner of the bistro where she sat reading a newspaper. "Hey you," she said, taking off her Burberry scarf.
"Hey yourself," Haley said, leaning over the small table to give her friend a hug.
"It's been too long," Brooke said as she returned the hug. Pulling away and sitting down she studied Haley. Same smile, same sparkling amber colored eyes, same dressed-down beauty. "You haven't changed at all," she said.
"Neither have you," Haley responded gesturing towards her friend's appearance.
Brooke was simply a more grown-up version of the girl Haley had met at summer camp. She still had gorgeous chestnut colored hair that was super glossy, big hazel eyes that lit up the room, and a mega-watt smile complete with huge dimples. She looked as if she belonged in a magazine, yet she embodied the quintessential girl next door.
"I'm going to go get a drink. You want one?" Brooke asked her friend.
"Sure," Haley said. "Just a chai tea will be fine."
Once Brooke had returned with their drinks she sat down and asked Haley, "How do you like New York so far?" While she asked this she dipped her finger into the whipped cream on her iced mocha and licked it off.
"It's great," Haley said enthusiastically. "I mean now I actually get to see you, there are tons of things to do, and Nathan's brother lives here which is a plus," she added, smiling at her friend.
"Speaking of which," Brooke started. "When do I get to meet the infamous Nathan Scott?" she asked, sucking some more whipped cream off her finger.
"Well you could come over to the apartment and meet him," Haley said.
"When, now?" Brooke asked, setting down her coffee and looking Haley right in the eyes to see if she was joking or not.
"Why not now?" Haley asked. "You always tell me on the phone how you do nothing all day except shop. So really, what could you possibly have to do?"
"Well when you blow every excuse I could possibly think of away, then I guess we're going now," Brooke said, laughing at Haley. It wasn't that she minded going to Haley's house at all. It was just the fact of Haley knowing she would rather be anywhere than sitting alone in the Pent House she and Matthew shared. That was the only thing that scared her, that made her hesitate. Brooke Davis liked everyone to think she was strong; she did not like to be vulnerable in front of people.
And it wasn't that Matthew was a bad guy. Sure he could be controlling but she figured that was just a guy thing. At least it was for the guys she had been around; the no-nonsense type, like her father. Other than that Matthew was pretty much perfect. He was tall with dark messy-model hair and striking green eyes. And in public he was always a complete gentleman, pulling out chairs and opening doors. He hardly ever got angry with Brooke, maybe that was due to the fact that he was so detached from her. He was hardly ever home. He worked as one of the major players for Brooke's father's investment company. His job either kept him busy at the office or traveling, so Brooke had plenty of time to herself, plenty of time to think.
"It's not far," Haley said as she wrapped her coat tighter around her.
It was a typical New York Fall day. The leaves were falling and the wind was whipping. It seemed more like Thanksgiving even though Halloween was right around the corner.
"Alright, lead the way," Brooke said as she followed closely by Haley's side.
After the girls had walked about 7 blocks, Brooke insisted on walking to do her part in saving the planet. At this all Haley could do was laugh and go along with her. They finally ended up at a quaint brownstone.
"Here it is," Haley said, punching in an entry code in the panel next to the door. "Follow me up."
Brooke followed Haley up two flights of stairs before they finally reached Nathan and Haley's apartment.
Lucas was helping his brother move into his and Haley's first place. After they got married a few months ago they moved to the city which he thought was great because he got to see his brother and sister-in-law, who just happened to be his best friend, much more often. This new arrangement actually gave him something to do with his free time.
Lucas was a struggling writer who lived with his longtime artist girlfriend, Peyton. Peyton and Lucas met during their first year of Ithaca College. They had been involved in working on the school's production of, Swan Lake, and their tumultuous relationship escalated from there. Peyton was a New York City girl born and raised. She had an attitude and prejudice against anyone not raised in the city to match. Of course, she made an exception for Lucas who came from the small North Carolina town of Tree Hill. Peyton thought everyone who did not grow up in the city was somehow too sugar-coated. But Lucas wasn't one of these people, in fact when he first met Peyton she thought he was from NYC because he was so broody. Peyton was pretty enough. She had blonde curly hair, work lots of black leather, and did not like new people.
"Hey man, can you bring that bow over here," Nathan called to his big brother.
"Yeah," Lucas said turning to face Nathan and setting down the box labeled living room.
"We need to speed up this unpacking process. Peyton is forcing me to go to dinner with her and her friend Tonya," Lucas said unenthusiastically.
"The one that Peyton got her nose pierced with last week?" Nathan asked.
"Yeah, that's the one," Lucas said walking into the kitchen. "I'm going to get a beer, you want one?" He called from the bare kitchen.
"Sure," Nathan called back, trying to hang a picture on the wall.
Just then the door flew open and in walked Haley and Brooke.
"Hey baby," Haley said spotting Nathan as she ushered Brooke inside. "This is my friend Brooke."
Nathan walked over and wrapped his arm around Haley's waist and shook Brooke's hand. "It's nice to finally meet you. You look exactly like the pictures Haley has shown me."
"Thanks, I'll take that as a compliment," Brooke said. "It's nice to meet you too," she added, sending Haley a 'you did good' smile.
"What are you doing back already?" Nathan asked. "Not that I mind but Lucas and I were going to try to surprise you by getting a bunch of stuff done."
"Sorry I ruined the surprise," Haley said. "I just wanted you and Brooke to meet. Plus I have nothing else to do."
"Hey Nate, where's your bottle opener?" Lucas asked walking into the living room carrying two longnecks.
As he asked this Nathan, Haley, and the most beautiful girl he had ever seen turned around. She had beautiful brown hair that curled at the ends and perfectly framed her face. She had hazel eyes that were so deep you could get lost in them but still shimmered with young innocence. Her lips were so pink from the windy day outside and perfectly pouty. And then she smiled at him, revealing her dimples that totally melted him. Lucas could tell those had gotten her out of quite a few sticky situations. She has absolutely breathtaking.
"Lucas, hi," Haley said, before Nathan could speak. When she noticed him staring she added, "This is my friend, Brooke."
"Brooke," Lucas repeated as he moved one of the beer bottles into his other hand, so he could shake Brooke's dainty one.
As soon as Brooke saw him she was instantly drawn to him. His big blue eyes seemed to penetrate her down to her soul. His tousled blonde hair caught the light and accented his modelesque cheekbones. He wore a tight fitting white shirt and a ripped pair of light blue jeans, and she had never been more taken with anyone. Through his shirt you could see the definition in his chest, which carried on to his arms. He had to be a model Brooke thought, or maybe an actor. As their eyes locked something seemed to pass between them, something both were aware of but had no idea what it actually was.
"Yeah, man. I put the can opened in the small drawer next to the sink," Nathan said, snapping both Lucas and Brooke back to reality.
Lucas walked back from the kitchen with the two bottles he held now open for him and Nathan. He handed one to Nate and asked, "You guys want one?" to the girls.
"Well actually-" Haley started.
"Oh, what the hell," Brooke said taking the beer he had just sipped from Lucas's hand. "C'mon, Hales. When's the last time we drank together?" She asked taking a sip of the beer and giving Haley a wink.
"Oh, alright," Haley said. "But only because this is the first time I've seen you in forever."
"That's my girl," clinking her beer with the newly opened one Lucas handed to Haley.
I hope everyone enjoys this fanfic!! Thanks for taking the time to read it!! I've had this idea and been writting on it for a while I was just scared to post it!! Well let me know what you think in the reviews and whether or not I should post more!! Again, thanks for checking it out!!