"Brooke! Get your ass down here! Come on we are going to be late," her older brother Nathan, yelled.
"Make up. Chill."
Brooke Davis was the desirable, hot, head cheerleader. Every guy wanted her and every girl wanted to be like her.
Nathan Davis was older by 2 minutes. He was sexy, a player, and the best basketball player. Every girl wanted him and every guy wanted to be him.
"Who cares? Let's go!"
"Nate, I have an rep., and an image to uphold. Fuck off."
"Ouch sis. That hurt," he said with his hand over his heart.
"Ha-ha," she said walking down the stairs." You think your soo funny. Anyway lets go I need to meet P. Sawyer and my boy toy," she said with a sexy grin.
"Brooke! Best friend and sister not a good image. Stop!"
"Shut up! And go screw some whore."
"Ouch, harsh. But I can't…you're my sister." He said smiling.
"Whatever. Can we go?"
"Attitude. Yeah let's go. Whitey wants me," he said walking to his convertible.
Most of the ride was quiet besides Brooke signing with Britney Spears on the radio.
"What does he want?"
"Um Brooke. Who?"
"Whitey duh! What does he want?"
"I have no clue. When is Luke fixing your car."
She just shrugged her shoulders. "Why?"
"Cause as much as I love these moments, you need your own car."
"Shut up!"
When they got there they both headed towards the gym. With Brooke flashing her sexy grin at every guy.
"Did something happen to you and Luke."
"NO! Have you heard anything," she said getting scared.
"No it's just all the guys you're flirting with."
"Oh ok let's go."
"Hey broody," Brooke said watching her boyfriend shoot hoops. She walked up to him giving him a kiss and they started making out.
"As fun as this is to watch. Luke where's Whitey."
Luke pulled apart from Brooke and she glared at Nathan.
"Umm…in his office I think."
"Ok thanks. See you guys later," he said jogging off.
"As much as I love you cheery, Peyt, wants you."
"Ok. I'll see you later. Love you handsome." She said giving him another kiss.
While she was leaving the gym to look for her best friend Peyton Sawyer, she ran into someone.
"Sorry," the girl said picking up her books.
"Look what the cat dragged in. Watch where you're going next time. I can't be getting Tutorgirl germs. Ew! So watch it!"
"I said sorry," Haley, Tutorgirl, said standing up.
"Whatever," Brooke said walking away until Haley grabbed her arm. Brooke spun around furious.
"Hands off! Germs remember. Tutorgirl maybe you didn't get the memo but I'm popular and your not so …DON'T TOUCH!"
"Where's Nathan," Haley said rolling her eyes.
"EW! Why do you want my brother?"
"Tutoring."
"OMG. Ha! Tutoring with you I feel so bad…for him. He's with Whitey and try to remember what we talked about," she said patting Haley on the head and walking away laughing.
"Bitch," she mumbled.
"She is huh?" a voice said from behind.
"I'm sorry Nathan. I didn't mean it," she said nervous as hell and confused why Nathan Davis was talking to her.
'OMG he's hot' she thought.
"Oh don't be. I agree," he said with his sexy grin.
"So…"he said putting his arm around her neck. "You're tutoring me huh?" he said walking down the hall with her.
Before she could answer Brooke and Peyton walked up to him gasping.
"Ew Nathan." Peyton said.
"Move your arm," Brooke said doing it for him. "You're helping out the needy now." She added with a disgusted face.
"Nathan people will talk," Peyton whispered.
"Ew its one thing tutoring with her but now you're actually…hanging out. Gross. That's a social no-no. Come on Charity boy," she said smirking and grabbing his arm.
"See you later Nathan."
"Bye Tutorgirl." Brooke answered for him.