Brookes Point Of View:
Brooke Davis Hopped Out Of Her Dads New Silver Cadillac. Her Brunet Hair Danced In The Wind. Her Father Didnt Even Say Goodbye As Brooke Closed The Door, And Her Father Drove Away. "Bye" Brooke Mumbled, Walking Into Her New Public School, Tree Hill High. Brooke Davis, And Her Older Brother Jake Davis, Had Just Moved Here From La Where They Dad Had Just Got A Golfing Agent, But There Mother Had Decided 'To Go Back Home', But Everyone Had Known That They Werent Going Back To La. The Plan That Jake And Brooke Had Made Was They Would Go To An Amazing Public School, And Rent A Dorm, So They Would'nt Have To Live With There Parents Lisening To There Death Threats. Lucky Older Brother Jake Got To Go A Week Earlier 'To Get Settled In' Brooke Gritted Her Teeth As A Cold Breeze Flew By. One Thing Brooke Had Always Loved About Tree Hill, Was The Weather, It Was Hot And Cold, Rainy And Sunny. Brooke Opened The Big Office Doors And Walked Up To The Front Desk. A Small Old Lady, With Thin Purple Glasses And A Name-Tag That Read Miriam. "Um Exuse Me" Brooke Asked Quietly, Not Wanting To Scare The Old Lady. "WHAT" The Old Lady Snarled, Loudly. Brooke Pulled Out A Folded Piece Of Paper, And Handed It To The Lady. Miriam Snatched The Paper, And Unfolded It. "Room 205" She Said, Handing The Paper Back To Brooke. Brooke Took It And Smiled "Thank You" The Lady Just Stared At Brooke. Brooke Grabed Her Two Suite-Casses And Walked Off. Room 205, Room 205, Room 205. When Brooke Had Finally Reached The Door, She Carefully Turned The Door-Knob And Found 2 Girls Putting There Things Away. "Hey Im Peyton" Said One Of Them.