Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill or any of the establishment mentioned in the story!
(A/N: There will be major spoilers from Season five in this story, so remember I warned you I also hope you enjoy this story. Brucas rocks I hope they really find their way in Season Five.)
Chapter One: Next Stop Tree Hill
Brooke slowly walked down the red carpet and flashed a smile at the parazzi's as they began to take photo's, with her mother and bodyguard walking right behind her. She approached a large sign that read 'Clothes over Bros', she was wearing this beautiful black dress and held her hand held purse by her side. Mark Garth, an interviewer, approached Brooke and shook her hand. "Brooke Davis, this is just an honor meeting you, how does it feel to be here after all these years?"
"Clothes over Bros is my dream come true," Brooke looked around smiling, she looked back all the flashing lights and all the designers who gather in one place for a fashion show, a fashion that was really important to Brooke and that could make or break her. "This is what I wished for."
"What kind of clothes will we be seeing in your new line?"
"Basically it just comfortable and fashionable clothes that you can go out for an average day," Brooke began explaining. "Then we have our couture line for really fancy events, like weddings, prom and etc."
"Where did the name Clothes over Bros originate?" the interview asked.
"Well in high school I was having some problem with this boy," Brooke explained. "My best friends Haley and Peyton wanted me to stop sulking over the boy, then my friend Haley tells me to instead put my mind on the other love of my life then it came to me instantly 'Clothes over Bros'."
"Come on Brooke we are running on a tight schedule," Brooke's mother urged her pointing towards her watch.
"Well it was nice talking to you but I have to get inside for the fashion show." Brooke shook the interviewer hand.
"It was great talking to you also," the interviewer smiled. "I wish you the best."
Brooke walked into this large decorated fashion house, she saw the many celebrities that appeared to the show. She immediately headed backstage to make sure that all her models were ready, Brooke spotted her assistance Millicent attending to the models, Millicent notice Brooke and smiled, "How's everything going?"
"Well the models are almost ready and the show starts in five minutes," Millicent held up her chart and showed it to Brooke. "Clarissa is to go first, then Solaris, April, Amora, Bre, Naima, Dani, Cari Dee, and Jaslene then the cycle continues another three times then the end of the fashion show."
"Okay good," Brooke felt butterflies fill her stomach as the light began to dimmer, the fashion show was about to begin. Her first model approached her after finally being ready after much prepartions. "Clarissa your up first."
Clarissa went on the runway she placed her hand on her hips and began to walk down the runway giving her fierce's look, she was at the end of the runway and she gave her final poise as the photographers began taking many picture. Clarissa began walking back towards backstage, Brooke looked for her next model who appeared right in front of her.
"Solaris!" Brooke beamed. "I haven't seen you in a while, I am so glad that you could make it."
"Anything for my favorite fashion designer," Solaris noticed that Clarissa was almost back. "Well I'm up next, hope I make you proud."
As the fashion show went on Brooke notice that it was going extremely well and all the designer seemed to enjoy her clothing, the third cycle was coming up and it was the most important one. Brooke's had to show her couture line, that what everyone had really been waiting for, they loved her dresses and they couldn't wait to see what new things that she had created. It was the third cycle and Brooke was nervous, she notice that one of her models, Amora, hadn't been looking well. Brooke approached her to make sure that she was okay, Amora was sitting down and looked like she was having a hard time paying attention.
"Are you sure your good to go on?"
"Yeah," Amora lied. "I am okay."
Amora slowly walked on to the runway, she began walking down and slowly began to lose her balance. She looked around and it felt as if the room was spinning and all she could see was flashing lights, Amora fell foward as she fainted on the runway. Almost everyone in the audience got up to see what was going on, Brooke rushed on stage and picked up Amora, she rushed her backstage and placed her back into a chair.
"Millicent get me a glass of water and a piece of bread or fruit," Brooke ordered. "Someone get the show moving again."
Amora slowly began to gain consciousness, she looked around the room and saw where she was. She sprung up in her seat, "What happened?"
"You fainted sweety," Brooke said sympathically. "What did you eat this morning?"
"Nothing, I haven't been eating anything this pass week," Amora confessed. "I been vomiting all day."
"Are you bulimic?" Brooke asked.
Amora slowly shook her head as Millicent came back with a drink of water and a banana, Brooke handed it to Amora. "I don't want you vomiting this out, your to beautiful to be doing this to yourself." Brooke changed her outfit, she got a message to come back to the office, as she left the fashion house there was thousand of parazzi waiting for her outside, flashing the camera in her face and asking questions.
"What happened?"
"Is she anorexic?"
"No comment," Brooke replied walking down the red carpet with her bodyguard right behind her, she notice her limo arrived and got into it. Her mother was already sitting inside, she was looking through some files. "Somebody has got to do something about the parazzi they are totally out of control."
"That's the fashion world Brooke," Brooke's mother said still looking through the files. "It's either you take it or leave it."
"So what am I being called in for?"
"The whole Amora thing," Brooke's mother pulled a document from out of a folder and began to write something on it. "You didn't expect that to go unnoticed?"
"No but I didn't expect to be this big either," Brooke said as the arrived at the office, it was a twenty-stories high. Brooke walked into the building and pushed the elevator button, the elevator finally opened and she walked in. She pressed the button to the eighteenth floor, she walked out the elevator to see her publicist and others of her workers waiting outside. "Sorry I'm late."
"Never mind that," Brooke's publicist said. "This is about the Amora incident, we didn't expect that to happen but that is nothing new, anorexia is the new thing we will have all the models trying to be as thin as the can be which is better for us."
Millicent appeared behind Brooke with a stack of papers in her hand, "Anorexia is a disease, it is NOT a fashion statement!" she said storming off. "What's the news Millicent?"
"Miss. Davis, Macy's called and wanted to let you know that they would like to add some of the Clothes over Bros clothing line to their market," Millicent began. "Also your old friend Haley called, she wanted you to call her back, it sounded urgent."
"I hope nothing bad happened," Brooke thought aloud. "Millicent I want you to go into my office and fax the paper's on my desk to France, they are the sketches to the wedding line, I have to go home and find out what that was about. I'll meet up with you tomorrow morning, and also here is your pay."
Millicent smiled as Brooke handed her the paycheck, Brooke headed back to her to her limo, "Take me home Clyde."
Brooke arrived at a hotel, she walked inside and took the elevator up to her room, she walked into the house and noticed a message on her answering machine. She slowly reached towards the play button, she didn't know what she was going to hear next. "Hey Brooke," Brooke heard Haley's voice. "I called your office but you seemed to be out, I just wanted to call you to tell that, well we miss you. James, Nathan and I we were just wondering when the next time that you would be coming back, I made you James godmother for a reason Brooke. Hope to see you soon."
Brooke got misty-eyed from the message on her answering machine, she got dressed into her pajamas and went to bed. She had a long day and just wanted to get some rest, the next day Brooke got up at 8:00 am. She headed towards Starbucks first for some Green Ice Tea, after that she headed for the office. Millicent was the first to greet her, "Good Morning Miss. Davis you have tons of new messages from Macy's, Sears, France, London, and Italy."
"Millicent I need you to keep this on low-key," Brooke led Millicent to her office and locked the door. "I am leaving tonight."
"What?"
"I have to go Haley needs me and I haven't been back there since four years and not to mention I wasn't their for Nathan's accident," Brooke explained. "Your going to need to forward all my conference calls to this number, and I am going to tell my mom and the staff the news of my leaving. I also I am going to need you to take this forums and get them signed by Macy's if they want to make a deal with us."
"Good luck." Millicent said grabbing a paper from Brooke's hand.
"Thanks I am going to need it." Brooke sighed.
Brooke waited for her mother to come to her office, her mother had a cup of coffee in her hands and a cell phone in the other. "I don't care how many shipments they need, they just have to be willing to pay top dollar!"
"Mom?" Brooke said.
"Hold on honey," Brooke's mother said. "It doesn't matter I want you to empty out their wallets, your a very valuable worker I would hate to fire you. Okay, goodbye. Smooches."
Brooke's mother hung up the phone and turned her attention to her daughter, "What did you want to tell me dear?" she asked taking a sip of her coffee.
"Mom I am going back to Tree Hill," Brooke waited for her mother reaction. "Aren't you going to say anything?"
"Is this because of that boy?"
"No mom that was four years ago," Brooke said. "And he was with Peyton, I could never that to Peyton she my bestfriend."
"She was your bestfriend honey," Brooke's mom said. "You two haven't spoken in years, I don't even know why your still friends with her after everything she done."
"Mom!" Brooke groaned.
"Do what you have to do Brooke but we all know that the moment something happens you'll be right back here."
Brooke rolled her eyes, it was finally time for her flight, she was at the airport with Millicent.
"Be sure to take care of things while I am gone," Brooke said. "And don't take to many crap from my mother after all I know she can be a real bitch sometimes, well really all the time."
"What else am I suppose to do while your gone?" Millicent laughing at Brooke's comment.
"Whatever you want," Brooke said. "Remember, your only young once."
Brooke winked at Millicent before leaving for her flight, she carefully strapped herself in as she pulled out her headphone and began to play her iPod.
"Next stop Tree Hill!"
(A/N: I hoped you enjoyed this chapter, please review, I really want to know how I did. Hopefully you all enjoyed it!)