Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill or the movie The Holiday

Note: This is a fun Holiday fiction that I decided to write. I got the idea from a movie that is coming out soon. I will continue working on all of my other stories so don't worry! I guess this is my Christmas present for you:o) This story won't be long…It will definitely be finished by January 1st. Enjoy! Oh, and let me know what you think!

"What!" Brooke gasped into her hot pink cell phone as she tried to maneuver through the streets of New York City at rush hour. Usually, it was hard enough to make it around the streets of New York, but it was beyond belief during the holiday season.

"Macy- you cannot be serious! All of the flights are going to be booked! How did you all manage to get seats anyway?" Brooke questioned after Macy repeated the news.

"I can't believe you didn't get me a ticket! What are the chances that there is going to be another cancellation like that?" Brooke groaned. Her friends were going to Cabo for the holidays with out her. Granted, they had ordered the tickets after too many shots of tequila so they probably weren't in the best state of mind, but to leave her out? It's not fun unless Brooke Davis is there. Everyone knows that.

"I guess I can try to find a single ticket…" Brooke said over Macy who was apologizing over and over again.

"I'll call you when I get home." Brooke finally said, annoyed at her friends for potentially abandoning her.

After hanging up, Brooke pulled into her tiny parking spot and hurried up the stairs of her apartment complex, her Prada boots clicking on the ground. She knew that ever second counted when it came to buying tickets during the holidays.

Finally, Brooke made it to her door and began digging through her large, but fashionable, purse for her house keys. As she was looking, she felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her.

"Nathan," she shrugged him off as she grasped her keys, "I don't have time for this right now!" She giggled, not being able to ignore the fact that he was tickling her.

"Why the rush? Didn't you have your last final today?" He asked, following her into her apartment.

"I need a ticket." She stated simply, as if that explained everything. She didn't feel like telling him the whole pathetic story.

Nathan didn't seem to mind the vague answer; he was already pulling out a beer from the fridge. His relationship with Brooke wasn't exactly for conversation.

"Come on come on come on…" She said out loud to herself as Orbits searched its database for flights.

"No flights available for this week" The screen finally confirmed Brooke's worst nightmare.

"This is not happening!" She groaned dramatically as she turned around to find Nathan gone. "Figures," Brooke thought to herself. Nathan had realized that she wasn't in the mood and bolted.

Nathan and Brooke weren't dating. It was more like friends with benefits. Well, actually, it was just neighbors with benefits. Neither one cared to take it any further. Nathan was a hotshot basketball player who played girls more than he played the game. And Brooke, well Brooke liked to keep her options open. She always prided herself on being independent, and guys tended to get in the way of that.

Turning back to the computer, Brooke reloaded the page, hoping that it might find a cancellation. Nothing. She could meet her friends the next week, but she decided that it wouldn't be worth it to spend three days in Cabo, especially when she knew the price was going to be high.

"I guess I'm alone for the holidays." Brooke mumbled, fully aware that she was being dramatic. She could find some people to hang out with, everyone loved her. It was just the fact that everyone would know that she had been left behind. It wasn't her heart that was hurting, it was her ego.

As she started to close out of Orbits, an add caught her eye.

"Bored with your usual holiday life? Bored with your regular life? You are not the only one! Switch lives with someone else! Click here to read more."

Brooke kinked an eyebrow. This could be interesting.

She clicked the add and it lead her to another website.

"Welcome to SWAP: Switch With Another Person. Through this service, you switch houses, cars, jobs, friends- everything with another person for two weeks."

The add went on to talk about how all of the participants are background checked and SWAP will reimburse owners for stolen property.

Re-reading the add, Brooke smirked. This would definitely be interesting. She would still be alone, but at least it would be somewhere new. Maybe even some where on the beach…

She clicked on the link that said, "begin" and began filling out her information. The site allowed her to pick the top five profiles she wanted to switch with.

"Hmm" she wondered out loud as she began scrolling through the profiles. After picking her top three, girls from Miami, Los Angeles, and San Diego, she randomly selected the other two; she was sure that she would get one of her top three. Since the site provided the plane tickets she didn't even have to worry about arranging the tickets.

"Thank you. You will be matched within twenty four hours."

Smiling to herself, she closed the computer lid and began imaging herself lying on the beach, drinking a margarita…

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Brooke's eyes fluttered open as she rolled over on the bed. Nathan was still fast asleep.

Wrapping herself in her robe, she made her way over to the computer.

Her inbox held about twenty messages, but there was only one she was looking for.

"Congratulations Miss Brooke Davis! You have been matched to a Miss Haley James in Tree Hill, North Carolina!"

"What!" Brooke yelled, her eyes getting wide. She frantically scrolled down the email trying to see they had accidentally matched her with a wrong city. But sure enough, Tree Hill was fifth on her list.

"This is not happening!" She whimpered, letting her head fall into her hands. She had already paid the $400 dollars to be matched and SWAP stated that you could not get a refund if you were matched within your top five.

"What's wrong?" Nathan yawned, as her massaged Brooke's shoulders.

"I'm going to be stuck in some hick town in North Carolina for the holidays!"

Nathan smirked, "So they matched you?" Brooke had filled Nathan in on her plan the night before. "Let me see who is going to be taking your place!" Nathan added eagerly, ignoring Brooke's glare.

Brooke reluctantly went back to the email where there was a link to the girl's profile.

Name: Haley Scott.

Age: 21 yrs.

School: Junior at The University of North Carolina, Tree Hill

Major: Studying business

Job: Waitress

Interests: Reading, singing, writing music, hanging out with her best friend

Dislikes: Too much attention

"Blah blah blah!" Brooke closed out the profile. This girl was boring.

"She's no Brooke Davis, but she is hot." Nathan commented on the photo that had been next to Haley's name.

"She's a waitress." Brooke stated in a bitter tone. She did not want to think about having to wait on other people.

"A hot waitress."

"Yeah, if you like vanilla." Brooke rolled her eyes and stood up to go get dressed, pushing past Nathan.

"Hey, Vanilla is just as good as Mint Chocolate Chip, or whatever ice cream you are." Nathan shrugged, pulling on his sweatshirt.

Brooke poked her head out of the bathroom, her eyebrows raised in doubt, "Okay, ending the ice cream analogy. Nathan, girls like that want boyfriends. Trust me, you aren't getting a taste of that."

Nathan shook his head, "First off, I thought you were ending the ice cream analogy. Secondly, just wait. By the time we get back, she will be following me around like a puppy."

Brooke laughed, throwing her head back, "Okay Nathan, I guess you will just have to prove me wrong."

Nathan smiled before walking out of the door, "Oh I will."

Brooke rolled her eyes again as she stepped into the hot shower. She would just have to make the best of this situation. After all, it was only two weeks. It wasn't like it would be life changing.

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"Lucas!" Haley ran up to the tall blond as he walked into the café.

"I got matched!" She said excitedly, shoving some papers into Lucas' hands.

"You are not seriously doing this are you?" He frowned as he began reading the papers.

Name: Brooke Davis

Age: 21

School: New York University

Major: English

Job: Partying?

Interests: Men, partying, fashion, sex, shopping

Dislikes: Boys, boring people, fat people

Haley smacked Lucas on the arm. "We've been through this! I have never even been out of Tree Hill, and look! Now I get to go to New York City! How amazing is that!"

Lucas shrugged his shoulders. "That's awesome Haley, but this girl?" He pointed to the picture of the attractive brunette. "She is nothing like you!"

"That's the point! Come on, pretend to be happy for me?" She pouted, taking back the papers.

"Okay!" He held up his hands in defeat as he sat down at the counter.

"When do you leave?"

"In two days!" She said, as if she had just realized how soon it was.

"Well, this is going to be interesting." Lucas commented as Haley began making a packing list on a napkin.

Haley rolled her eyes, "Lucas, it's just two weeks! Everything will go back to normal after that. Okay?" She pleaded, wanting her best friend to be excited for her.

"Your right. Sorry Hales, I'm just mad about not getting to spend the holidays with you." He pulled her into an awkward hug, since he was sitting down.

"Thanks Lucas. That means a lot to me." She flashed him another smile and got back to work.

As she picked up coffee mugs from the dirty tables, she couldn't help but laugh. She was going to New York City. The idea was still so unreal to her. This experience was going to expand her world and she couldn't wait. She had to admit though, this Brooke Davis girl sounded a little wild to her. However, she pushed those thoughts out of her head. Brooke's friends were probably going to meet her and then completely ignore her, thinking that she was boring. Then she could just focus on exploring the city. "Yeah," she thought to herself, she was going on this trip for the city, not the people.

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A/n: Well? What do you think?