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Author: Hollister girl

PROLOGUE:Maybe it was the water you drink that made someone lose their head over something so silly. Maybe it was the way everyone else seemed to be talking about what they did and who they were. Of course none of this stuff helped you through life, yet it seemed to be part of it. Like music, you don't need it but it seems to be a part of your everyday life. It helps soothe the mind I suppose. Of course I don't need it and can definately live without it.

Summer of 2004 was like any summer, yet it had something to it. Maybe it was the fact that I was gonna go to a new school, or the fact that my life was about to change. It was an unforgettable summer, and I surely will never forget it. My parents had decided to move to a small town called Tree Hill. I've never heard of the town except in my fathers stories about his childhood there. We would sit by the fire hugged by a warm blanket and he'd tell me what it was like to grow up in his town. He would tell me about his crushes, his teachers, and mostly he would talk about basketball. He was the star, as he would always say, and no-one was able to stop him from winning. Tree Hill, a town filled with nothingness.

As I put away the last pair of my pants I heard a soft knock on my door. I assumed it was my parents of course, since I was still mad at them for the sudden decision to move to a no-where town. I sighed deeply knowing that a long conversation awaited me.

"Yes?" I asked as I opened the door. I stepped back when I realized that it wasn't my parents, but my neighbor and long time crush, Jason. He moved next door two years ago, and the moment I saw his handsome face surrounded by a mass of blonde hair, I knew that I wanted to marry him. Well not exactly marry him...more like get engaged then break it off. I know it sounds corny, but thats how I seriously feel about him. I want to be with him but not to be with him.

"Brooke, I came to say goodbye to you." He said softly as he gave me a warm brotherly hug. I was dissapointed, but I knew that thats how he thought of me. I was just a sister to him nothing more nothing less. I gave him a tight squeeze in return. "I'm going to miss you so much Jason. I mean who will give me their pop-tarts in the morning when I forget to eat breakfast?" I asked as tears began to form in my eyes. I didn't want to cry, well I did at the moment, but I didnt want him to see me being all sad about it. "Don't worry some girl or even a guy will come along and replace me." His eyes began to water and he hugged me tighter.

We spent the remaining three hours that I had left here, home, the place that I belong to. It was the sadest moments of my life, yet I knew that someday I would get over it. As my father always said, "Change may seem like a bad thing now, but when change happens it seems bad, but gets much better. It's the way of life, change will always be there, every moment of your life changes." I knew that it was true, but I just didn't want this major change in my life yet. Maybe it's for a good thing?

It only took us a day and a half to drive to Tree Hill, it seemed like an eternity though. As our car sped by a beautiful scene, all I could think about was the fact that my life was ruined. Soon after we arrived in front of white two story house. "It's bigger than our other house," I said in a state of awe. This house must've cost a fortune, but I knew my dad got a promotion, I just didn't know that it was a big promotion. My mother explained to me, as we walked up the stairs that lead to the house, that it had seven bedrooms so I have my own room with a bathroom, and a study room. Well atleast Tree Hill had something to offer.

After I finished un-packing, I decided a walk around the town park would be nice. My mother gave me directions to it, it was only a few minutes away if I drove. When I arrived I noticed that some teenagers were playing basketball. It is the town sport, I thought silently to myself as I walked towards the bleachers and sat down. Damn! Tree Hill definately had some very attractive boys. I stared at them dribling, shooting, and bending down. It was a great sight. I knew I shouldn't have been staring but I couldn't help it. My main focus were on two boys. One boy had dark-brown hair and the other had golden-blonde hair. Both were magnificently fine specimens. As the game went on it started to get dark. The dark-haired boy said something to the other one and the both walked towards the bleachers. The blonde one stared at me for a moment then shifted his attention to the other boys who had played with them.

Something was wrong, I thought to myself. My heart quickened when the blonde stared at me. I didn't know what it was, but what I did know was that I didn't like it.