NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN

Hello Upper East siders.. Gossip girl here. Your only source into the scandalous life of Manchatan's elite. Top story on my home page – Brooke Davis, the mysreious girl who has just arrived in the city. Who is she? Noone knows. And who am i? That's one secret i'll never tell.

Xoxo, Gossip Girl.

CHAPTER ONE

Spotted. A new girl just checks in Plaza hotel. Brooke Davis.

17 years old, pretty and rich. That's all you need to be welcomed well in Upper East side of NY.

"Penelope" – a thin and loud voice came from behind her. It was a very tall and thin woman, elegantly dressed and looking somehow strictly.

"Mom, i told you not to call me Penelope." – Brooke rolled her eyes.

"Why not?" – her mother asked and gave her an angry look – "It's much better than 'Brooke', Penelope is my mother's name, if your father didn't insist on Brooke, you'd be named Penelope!" – her mother said with a proud in her voice.

"Great..." – Brooke murmured – "Penelope Penelope Davis." – Brooke laughed at her own comment.

"What did i tell you!" – her mother yelled and made some of people around them to take a look at two newbies. – "Do not talk like that on public places!" – Victoria seized her hand and dropped her aways from the curious visitors.

"Sorry mommy" – Brooke apologized and looked at her shoes.

"That's better." – Victoria said and walked to the reception again, paying with her goldedn credit card.

"Thank you madame." – the receptionist said and make up to Davis'.

"Come on Penelope, you're in room 732, i am in room 733." – Victoria yelled at her daughter who was smiling at group of teenagers who were having fun outside the hotel. She wished she was free to do that too. But she wasn't.

"Why did you take two separate rooms?" – Brooke asked in surprise .

"I need more place for myself. I've got my staff and everything, plus i will have to meet this woman Eleonor Waldorf and..."

"Just stop... You don't need to explain..." – Brooke interrupted her. – "It's okay."

"What did i tell you about INTERRUPTING!" – Victoria screamed again. Hopefully they were in the elevator and noone could hear them.

"Sorry mommy" – Brooke said quietly and looked at her shoes again. They were the most often thing she has seen recently.

"Eleonor Waldorf. Nice meeting you." – the woman introduced herself.

"Vitoria Davis. Nice to meet you too. During our flight, i looked at your models and they are fantastic! I will be so pleased to work with you!"

"Oh no..." – Eleonor started but blushed and showed she was pleased by what she heard. – "And who is this pretty lady?"

"Oh, that's my daughter" – Victoria said with a roll of her eyes, as if Brooke was something which was there by no reason. – "Penelope."

"Brooke." – Brooke corrected her mother who gave her an angry look. – "My name is Brooke, only my mother calls me Penelope." Brooke smiled charmingly.

"Aw what a pretty dress you wear!" – suddenly Eleonor said when looked at Brooke from feet to head – "Whose model is that? I'm sure i haven't seen it before."

"Um..." – Brooke started – "It's actually my model. I made that."

Brooke smiled at Eleonor's reaction. She opened her mouth and was speechless.

"Kids" – Victoria said and laughed in a fake way to Brooke's anxiety – "We all want to be fashion designers when we're teenagers but she is taking it too seriously." She laughed again causin Brooke to look at her shoes. Again.

"Victoria, I am sorry for disagreeing with you, but it seems to me your daughter has a real talent!" – Eleonor said and get closer to Brooke looking more carefuly the dress the wore. – "This dress could become a BOOM into the fashion world!"

Victoria looked with a not hidden antipacity the dress."Ugh, nothing special... So tell me Eleonor..."

They started the conversation about their common business again, and Brooke was left behind. She didn't know where she was or who the hell were all these people, but it all speak about kind of shiny event.

"You are bored?" – someone just came to Brooke and she looked at the one who was talking.

It was a girl, very beautiful in Brooke's opinion, and very well dressed. But she seemed to Brooke as if her dress was so small that she could barely breath.

"I just don't know anyone here" – Brooke said with an innocent smile.

"Neither do I... But my mother does." – the other one said with a sigh – "Blair Waldorf."

"Brooke Davis."

Spotted. Blair Waldorf and Brooke Davis meet for a first time. Will these two hotties become friends, or will they be foes till ifetime? What will happen next, the time will show, but what i can say for sure is that there's gonna be enough drama.

Xoxo, Gossip Girl.