Disclaimer: They're not mine to own...i only own the story..

a/n: i'm a brucas/naley/jeyton fan...Completely AU..i do like brulian, but i've always been about brucas (: haha...i have been reading stories on fanfiction for the longest time and never written one! sooo here's my first shot... it may not be any good, but please bear with me! nice reviews please...then brutal honesties later (: haha.. but constructive criticism is ALWAYS appreciative (: I got the idea from 'Christmas in Boston', it was a cute movie..

Summary: They had been pen pals for 13 years for a class assignment. Brooke lives in New York City and is a journalist. Lucas is a writer for a well known book company. Lucas goes to New York for a convention, and Brooke has to cover a story regarding the convention. Brooke sends pictures of Haley, and Lucas sends pictures of Nathan. Will the two ever meet?

Chapter One- Pen Pals

Dear Brooke,

I honestly can say that this week has been crazy, and I haven't been able to write you back until now. Work has been crazy, and my publisher has been on my ass like no other. I guess it's because I haven't found that inspiration. I like reading your letters, they make my day that much better. I should go before Lindsay see's what I'm really doing. Until we meet, under the stars.

Lucas Scott

Lucas clicked send, and opened a new document. He sighed, and stared at the blank screen. He didn't know why he couldn't write a single line. Things were easier before. When he wrote 'The Comet' he had been with Peyton. Of course things turned out completely opposite from what he hoped.

"Any new report Luke?" Lindsay said walking into his house.

"Still working on it Linds," Lucas responded as he started typing.

She put the chinese take out she had brought with her on the counter. "I got us dinner," she said.

"Thanks," he muttered, and went back to typing.

She smiled as she read the email. It was amazing that even after thirteen years they still had a lot to talk about.

"Brooke, in my office," her editor said walking pass her desk, and straight to his office.

Brooke sighed, closed the email, and went stood up. She straightened out her skirt, and took in a breath. Getting called into his office was never a good thing. She walked to his office.

"This is the list of teams that are going to be at the convention this weekend," he said holding out the list to her.

She walked over to his desk, and took it. She read over the list. "Wait, Stevenson & Walt Publishing Company is going to be there?"

He had opened his briefcase, "Yes. I want you to cover the story," he said.

"I-I can't do the story," she stammered.

He looked at her, "And why not?" he asked.

"I just can't."

"Brooke, you want to start writing about things that matter, am I right?" he asked.

"Well yeah," she said.

"And you don't want to keep writing about classifieds right?"

She sighed, "I don't."

"Then your covering the story."

"See, Mike I can't-"

"Should I give it to Edwards?" he asked. "Edwards," he called to the guy who was sitting at the desk behind Brooke.

Brooke closed her eyes, "Wait," she said and opened them. "I'll do it."

Mike nodded, "Good," he said, and went back to his work.

Brooke sighed as she turned around. "Well, this is going to be something," she muttered as she walked back to her desk.

Lucas had been typing when the notification for new mail had popped up on his screen. He smiled seeing that it was from Brooke. He opened it, and started reading it. His eyes widened seeing those words.

"Lindsay," he said looking up at her. She had been sitting on the table editing a novel.

"Hm?" she asked with a pen in her mouth.

"I-I can't go to this convention," he said.

She looked up at him, "What do you mean you can't go?" she asked.

"I can't go."

"Lucas, we are featuring your book, and announcing your new one. You have to go."

"I-" he began to say.

"My dad's company has a lot riding on you Luke. I need you there."

"But-"

"Lucas, you have to go. We already paid."

Lucas sighed, "Okay, fine," he muttered. He stared at the email, and he wrote one back. He was finally meeting her after all this time. He was finally meeting her. He sat back on the chair, and bit the back of his pen.

Brooke was at Haley's. Haley was cooking, and Brooke sighed.

"What's busting your bubble?" Haley asked spooning a laddle into the pot, and picked up the sauce for a taste.

"Lucas is coming to New York," Brooke said burrying her head in her hands.

"THE Lucas?" she asked raising an eyebrow teasingly.

"Yes, the Lucas," Brooke repeated. "Hales, it's breakng protocol."

Haley laughed as she pulled out two bowls, and put the cooked noodles in it. Then she put spaghetti sauce in the bowls, and the two friends went to the table.

Brooke forked the spaghetti, and put it in her mouth. Her eyes widened, and she started chewing.

"How is it?" Haley asked.

"It's um, it's interesting," she said coughing and picking u the glass of water, and drank it.

"Give me a break, I've only taken two classes."

Brooke cleared her throat, "Well, it's ok."

Haley laughed, "Anyways, your metting Lucas huh?"

Brooke hesitated, "Well yeah," she said slowly.

"Well yeah?" Haley asked. "I mean, he knows what you look like right?"

"Sort of," Brooke said taking another bite of her food and Haley did the same.

"Thing is," she said.

Haley raised an eyebrow, "Is?" she asked.

"He has pictures," she started.

"So what's the issue?" he asked.

"He has pictures," she repeated, "but of you," she finished.

Haley chocked on her water, "You what?"

"You know how I looked like as a kid!" Brooke explained, "I was guady and icky."

"Yeah but," Haley began to say.

"Please please please," Brooke begged. "You owe me for this dinner."

"Brooke, I don't-"

"Please Hales. All you have to do is meet him. Just be me for one day. That's all."

Haley looked thoughtful, "One day?"

"One day Hales."

Haley sighed, "Fine, one day."

Brooke got up and hugged her, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Haley laughed, "It's all because I love you tigger."

"I love you too tutor girl," Brooke said winking at her.