Author's Note: Hey everyone, this is my first attempt at a FanFic. I will usually do two ANs for each chapter; one at the beginning and one at the end. I appreciate any reviews because I want to improve my writing as best as possible. I'm not completely happy with this chapter but I promise to improve. There will be a lot of new characters for this FF so sometimes I might not be able to write as much for a particular character. Anyway, constructive criticism please aswell as what you like about it. Hope you enjoy!

February 2029

"Sawyer Scott, get your scrawny ass down these stairs. We're going to be late!" shouted Peyton Scott to her eldest daughter who refused to get out of bed till the last possible minute.

"Peyt, don't get stressed okay? It's not good for the baby," said Peyton's loving husband and father to her children; Lucas, whilst rubbing Peyton's growing baby bump.

"I know, I'm sorry it's just I'm nervous about today. I'm meeting with a new artist who is considering recording with Red Bedroom Records."

Just as Peyton was ready to shout to her daughter again, Sawyer moodily came down the stairs, past her mother and out the front door with a quick, 'bye dad'.

"Finally, we can now leave. What have you got planned for today? Fancy getting lunch?" asked Peyton.

"I'm having a meeting with Julian this morning to discuss the script and work out our schedules but I will drop by to the studio after that with some food."

"Sounds great," Peyton kissed her husband goodbye and ran to her car to drop her daughters off at Tree Hill High.

Meanwhile, over on the other side of town, Brooke Davis had started work early which hadn't put her in the best of moods. Brooke was one of Tree Hill's most famous residents, being the proud owner of a multi-million dollar company; Clothes over Bros. Clothes over Bros had once been a small time business when it was first created back when Brooke was 17 years old but it had expanded greatly in the past 23 years. Brooke had Clothes over Bros boutiques in Tree Hill, New York and now Paris, which was being run by Brooke's mother Victoria.

"I don't care how much money you would give us, Clothes over Bros does not sell fur. Never have and never will so you can take your money and donate to an animal charity or I will. Your choice?" As the person on the other end put the phone down, Brooke said, "That's what I thought."

Brooke refused to make clothes from fur just like she now refused to use size zero models. Her aim was to make people feel good about themselves in the clothes that she designed. It was not to promote cruelty of animals and anorexia.

"Morning Brooke, I brought you some coffee." One of Brooke's most reliable employees had just walked into her store. Alexis Dupree, who was known to most as Alex, was a good friend of Brooke's as well as an employee. That doesn't mean that things had always been easy between them. In fact, when Alex and Brooke first made each other's acquaintance they did not get on well at all. Alex was Clothes over Bros new model and was after Brooke's boyfriend. But over the years they had grown quite close. Alex had stopped going after Brooke's boyfriend Julian and even came off the drugs and alcohol. A sober Alex was someone who Brooke much preferred and she made sure that she helped her get her life back.

"Why, thankyou very much. And look who it is, no other than my most favourite little man in the whole wide world. How you doing kiddo?" asked Brooke to her little godson.

"Am I really your favourite, Aunt Brooke?" questioned the young four year old who was staring at his godmother with his big brown eyes.

"Of course you are. Have I ever lied to you before?"

"No"

"I'm sorry I've got to bring him but I couldn't find a sitter," Alex apologised.

"Where's Chase today?"

"Well he's dropping Avery off at school then there's a delivery coming to Tric and he needs to do stock and I didn't know what else to do but if it's a problem I can..."

"Alex, stop rambling," interrupted Brooke. "It's not a problem honestly. I love having him here." Alex hugged Brooke to say thankyou. "Hey Caleb, how about you go watch TV in the back while me and your mommy do some work?"

Caleb ran excitedly to the back of the store and left his mom and her friend to start work. It was going to be a busy day.

Tree Hill High hadn't changed much over the years. It still had the same blue lockers and the love for basketball was still a passion for most of the students. The only thing that had changed was the students and teachers. Coach Whitey Durham, no longer walked the gym and his voice no longer echoed in the boys changing room. However, he was no stranger to the school and made regular visits to the place that he used to call home. It was the school for most teenagers in the Tree Hill area between the ages of 14 and 18. This was where Peyton dropped her three girls off.

"Have a good day all of you. Annie, your uncle is going to bring you home from basketball practice okay? Ella could you please not leave another book in the back of my car, you're almost as bad as your father," said Peyton as she passed the Charles Dickens book to her second eldest daughter who was already following her younger sister in to school.

From behind, Ella and Annie were almost identical. Even though Annie was a year younger than Ella, she was extremely tall for her age and was the same height as her sister who was quite small anyway. The only thing that separated them was their hair. Ella had inherited her mother's crazy curls while Annie's curls were tamed and seemed to be more wavy than curly. Ella had blonde short hair where as Annie's hair was longer and seemed to be the same dirty-blonde shade as her father's.

"Catch you later mom," shouted Annie to Peyton.

"Yeah bye mom, have a good day," said Ella.

The only daughter left to leave the car was Sawyer. She hated getting out of the car at the same time as her sisters. They were so similar in looks that people would often mix them up but to their parents, they couldn't be more different. Sawyer was Peyton's double. She had her mother's uncontrollable curls that seemed to curl in a different place each day, her intense green eyes and their body shape was exactly the same as what Peyton's was when she was Sawyer's age; tall and skinny. Sawyer seemed to have gained her mother's personality too. She was moody, emotionally reserved, caring and had a big heart for those that she loved. When anyone looked at Sawyer it was like déjà vu; they were looking at Peyton 23 years ago. The band tees, the converses and the leather jacket that her mother used to own. Peyton smiled at her daughter; she had never been happier.

"Mom, what are you smiling at?" asked Sawyer confused.

"Oh nothing, your little brother here was just kicking," said Peyton patting her stomach.

"Right," Sawyer opened the car door to get out.

"Sawyer wait," said Peyton just before her daughter got out of the car. "I'm sorry for shouting this morning, it's just I've got a lot going on at the minute but I shouldn't have taken it out on you."

"Do you mean the meeting that you've got today?"

"You know about it?"

"I listen more than you think mom. Well I best go. Good luck today, they'd be stupid to not sign with you," Sawyer got out of the car, put her earphones in her ears and turned her volume to 11 so that she could shut out the world around her and escape reality.

Lucas Scott never thought that any of his novels would ever be turned into a film. He'd had bad luck with the film industry 17 years ago when he tried to turn his first novel, An Unkindness of Ravens into a movie. The film never got into the production process though. 17 years on, Lucas was now ready to try again in turning his novel into a film, produced and directed by good friend, Julian Baker.

"So what makes you think we can do it this time if it didn't work before," asked Lucas.

"Because a lot has changed in 17 years Luke. We have both made names for ourselves. I'm recognised now as a successful producer and director of five films. And you? You have so much more life experience now and you've written two more novels. The story is great Luke; it has heart, honesty, passion and it means a lot to so many people, even me. We can do this. Are you with me?" answered Julian. He was being honest with Lucas because he really did feel that Ravens was a piece of art that should be shared with the world and it really did mean a lot to Julian. The words in the novel were his first introduction to the most beautiful, motherly and amazing woman he had ever known...Brooke Davis. Without An Unkindness of Ravens, Julian may never have met his wife of 15 years.

"I'm in but I want to have a more important role this time round. I felt like my story was being twisted and turned into an artificial cliché. That's not what Ravens is about and I believe that I'm the only one who truly knows its meaning and purpose."

"I get that Luke and I think you're right. I want to stay true to the novel and to you but most of all to the people in it. People like Keith, Jimmy, your mom, Peyton. They mean so much to the story and I want to put it all into the film. I think the best way to do that is to have you as an executive producer of the film. You can come down to set and have a more active role in the making of the film."

"I'd love to. So we need to work out our schedules, because we need to start production soon right?"

"Scott get that ball back up the court," shouted Coach Nathan Scott to the Tree Hill Ravens during their basketball practise. "That's more like it. Right bring it in guys."

The Ravens team huddled round their coach after a gruelling two hour practice. State playoffs were coming up and the team were determined to get to the State Championships. They were really bonding as a team and had a variety of ages, abilities and for the first time...a girl. It was the best Ravens basketball team that Tree Hill had had in a while and part of the reason for that was because their coach was none other than retired NBA player Nathan Scott who once played for the Charlotte Bobcats. Nathan had become quite a legend amongst the basketball players of Tree Hill; his story was known far and wide. When in High School, Nathan was awarded the MVP award and helped the Ravens win the State Championship. However, he didn't get to live his NBA dream until he was 24 years old when the Charlotte Bobcats called him up. He was one of their most successful players and had a great basketball career.

"Great work guys, we are gonna power through play offs. That State Championship is ours this year. We've got a secret weapon in Miss Scott. Right go hit the showers," as the team headed to the shower room, Nathan shouted his son over. "You did great today son, I'm really proud of you. Sure you're not going to make the most baskets, you're only a sophomore and we've got to give the seniors a chance right? Go get a shower Q and we'll head home." Nathan ruffled his son's hair before he left and then cleared up the gym.

Once Nathan had dropped Annie off at her house, the Sawyer/Scott household was busy. Lucas made sure that him and his family would sit down to eat together every night for dinner. It's something that he used to do with his mom and he felt that it gave him the stability that he needed. Peyton loved it because she didn't get a lot of family time growing up so she was glad to do it with her children.

"So how did your meeting go mom?" Sawyer was really interested in her mom's music production company. She admired how passionate her mom was about music.

"They decided not to sign but its okay because they were looking for a music corporation rather than a small family business. I want a band or artist that is as passionate about music as I am. You know, they want to change the world with their music and help those lost kids find their way back home through their music."

"You'll get someone soon mom, I'm sure of it," said Ella. Peyton loved her daughter's kind heart. She reminded her of Lucas when she first met him. Ella couldn't say a bad word about anyone and had such a huge heart.

"Anyway, how was basketball Annie? Ready for play offs?"

"Of course she is, our little girl is gonna show those boys that girls can play just as well as them. Aint that right Ann?" Lucas prided.

"Sure am dad."

"Hales, we're home," shouted Nathan to his wife, Mrs Haley James Scott.

"I'm in the kitchen," Haley shouted back.

Nathan and his son headed to the kitchen, dropping their bags on the floor next to the front door and hanging their jacket up on their coat hooks. As they walked through their house towards the kitchen, they could smell their dinner cooking. Neither knew what it was but they knew that it smelt good. Anything that Haley cooked was good; she'd had a lot of practice growing up with 3 sisters and 2 brothers. Also, having a child young meant that Haley had to adapt and learn how to cook with the help of her best friend's mom, Karen Scott.

"Wow, something smells good," said Nathan as he entered the kitchen with his son following closely behind.

"Good, let's hope it tastes just as nice. Hey Quinley how was practice? Your dad didn't ride you too hard did he?"

"Yeah I think he's getting too cocky with his job title as coach,"Quinley joked.

"And I think you're too confident, maybe I should push you a little harder at practice?" said Nathan jokingly, joining in with his son. "Now get out of here kid so that I can say hi to your mom."

"Lydia's upstairs with Jamie," said Haley.

"Jamie's home? Sweet! Shout us when dinner's ready." Quinley ran out of the kitchen upstairs to find his brother and sister. Jamie had been living in Durham for almost 5 years. He first moved there when he was 18 to go to Duke University's School of Law but since he graduated he had stayed in Durham although he regularly visited his childhood home. Jamie was extremely close to his younger siblings, especially Quinley. Nathan and Haley hated Jamie living in Durham but they understood that he had a good job there and enjoyed his life. But they were happy when he came back home because there family felt complete again. The house was never quite the same when Jamie was not there.

"Hey baby," said Nathan as he pulled his wife in for a kiss. He loved this time of day the most. He could finally spend some time with Haley. They still got lost in each other's kisses even now after 23 years. When Nathan finally broke away from Haley's lips she still had her eyes closed.

"Wow, I forgot how good you were," Haley softly spoke.

"Yeah well maybe I should remind you again so that you don't forget in a hurry?"

"I think maybe you should."

This time their kissed didn't last as long but it was more passionate than the first. Haley could feel it all the way in her toes. But that's usually what happened to her when she and Nathan got intimate.

"So how are you Mrs Scott?"

"I'm perfect."

"You're a little high on yourself aren't you?"

"Shut up," said Haley as she playfully hit Nathan's arm and went back to checking on the food.

"Okay, I'm serious now. How is my beautiful wife?"

"You know what, I couldn't be happier Nathan. We have a beautiful home, great careers and three pretty great kids. I don't want anything to change because our life is as perfect as it could possibly be Nathan and I don't want us to ruin that."

As 9 o clock was about to chime on the clock in the Baker household, Julian Baker was getting slightly worried about his wife Brooke. She was working late tonight but she hadn't worked this late in a long time. He went into the bathroom to check on the bubble bath that he was filling for her. He figured that she would be tired and stressed when she got in and he knew that a bath could always relax her. Just when the bath was ready and Julian had lit all of the lavender scented candles, he heard a key unlocking the door; Brooke was home.

"Julian, I'm home."

"Hey, you're home late," said Julian. He had just entered the hallway where Brooke was hanging up her jacket.

"I know it's been a long day. I'm sorry I missed dinner baby, I got some pasta from a new bistro that opened just near the boutique. We should eat out there some time."

"Anywhere with my girl," Julian pulled Brooke into his chest so that he could hold her. He wrapped one of his arms round her back and the other stroked her brunette hair. Brooke was leaning into Julian's chest, smelling his ever so familiar smell. She always felt safe in his arms.

"Is that lavender I smell?"

"You would be correct," said Julian loosening his hug on Brooke. "There's a bath waiting for you. I thought that you should relax before you went to bed."

"What would I do without you?" Brooke grabbed Julian's hand and walked towards the bathroom. "You could join me you know"

Brooke had a glint in her eye that Julian could not resist. He picked Brooke up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, giggling as she did so. Although they were almost 40, they still acted like teenagers. Brooke was happiest she had ever been. She had an amazing husband that would move across the country for her, a flourishing career and friends that were there for her through the good and the bad. But there was one thing that Brooke Davis could never have; the one thing that she wanted more than anything in the world…a baby that she and Julian could call their own.

Tric was located in the centre of Tree Hill and was still a popular club amongst all ages. It had once been owned by Karen Roe, a successful Tree Hill entrepreneur but she gave it to her son Lucas to run whilst she lived in New Zealand with her husband Andy and her daughter Lily. Lucas, along with the help of his wife, made sure that Tric survived and attracted musical performances. Tric was more than just a bar; it was the main entertainment in Tree Hill which had provided performances from Jimmy Eat World, Wakey!Wakey!, Haley James Scott, Fall Out Boy and many more. They had also had many themed nights, the most popular being usually on Halloween and New Years. Tric's most popular and longest serving bartender was Chase Adams. He was not a Tree Hiller by birth but had moved there as a teenager. He was the main bar manager at Tric and often found himself at work late. This night was no different.

"Are you ever planning on coming home?" echoed Alex's voice from across the other side of Tric.

"I've just got to finish clearing the bar down," answered Chase.

"But you have been here all day Chase. I saw you for ten minutes this morning and that's it. Avery and Caleb hate it when you work late. You promised Cale a story before bed you know and he stayed up for hours past his bed time, waiting for you. I couldn't get him to go to sleep, he just wanted his dad."

"I'm a good dad Alex; I'm just trying to make money so that our kids can go to college. Isn't that what you want? And never mind harassing me, where are the children? Don't tell me you left them home alone?"

"I would never do that Chase. I asked Mrs Kerensky to watch them until I came home. She wasn't happy about it but I was worried about you. I'm sorry for caring about my boyfriend," Alex was now shouting at Chase; she hated the person he had become. "I understand if you don't want to spend time with me but our children? I can't understand that at all." Alex turned her back on the man she loved and walked to Tric's exit. "Oh and when you do decide to come home, make sure you sleep on the sofa!"

Author's Note: So like I said, I'm not completely happy with this chapter but I just wanted to introduce all of the 4 main couples and the 8 main characters. Reviews would be helpful :D

Next Chapter- More Chalex scenes, a bit more of the past and a further introduction to the new generation of characters!