Yes another story ive been kind of stuck with my others, plus Adrielle asked me to write this a couple months ago, and ive been working on it for a while, so her bday was last Saturday, but my internet wasnt working so i couldnt put this up. so this is her bday present cause shes the best :) I have a couple more chapters i can put up, but i want reviews so i know what people think. if you have any ideas let me know. that goes for any of my stories. so i hope you enjoy. read and review.-Amanda
My name is Brooke Davis and this is the story about how I met the wonderful man that I am marrying today. If someone were to tell me that I would have met my husband in an airport on Christmas Eve I would have laughed at them, but I did. Who is this mystery man you ask, well I guess you'll have to read and find out. When we met I was only 17 in high school and on my way to my mom's house for Christmas. My flight had to stop in Denver because of a snow storm. He was on his way back from California to Tree Hill. Yes the Tree Hill I lived in. I knew this man he wasn't just some person I met at an airport. Well I guess you could say I met him there because I talked to him and didn't listen or think about what other people told me, but I guess it was the same for him. He got to know the real me. Not the apparent sluty cheerleader that everyone thought I was. I was an actual girl that had actual feelings. I had only been with one guy Lucas Scott, but that was ruined when he slept with my best friend Peyton Sawyer. Which I guess was somewhat my fault because I wouldn't give Lucas anything. I wasn't that kind of girl I wanted to wait until I found the right guy, but I had my other best friend my stepsister Haley James. Yup stepsister we are the same age. You see my dad got sick of my mom living off of him, so he divorced her. My mom only got the house in California. Its funny she actually has to work. I live with my dad and my twin brother Chase in Tree Hill, so in breaks and every other important holiday I go to my moms with my brother Chase. I know some people are probably thinking Chase was there when I met this wonderful guy, but he left a couple days before me. I had a doctors apt, because I had been getting bad headaches, but the doctor told me I was probably under stress with school and everything, and gave me some prescription for medicine, and said if that didn't help then go back. I swear every time we go to our mothers she has a different boy friend, but that's my mom. Anyway back to my dad. He grew up in Tree Hill with Lydia Bergaurd. She married Jimmy James and they had four kids. Taylor, Haley, Jordan, and Ava. Ava being the youngest, she was 12, Haley was my age 17, Jordan 16, and Taylor was 20. They ended up getting divorced. Jimmy lives in New Mexico. He doesn't really talk to the kids. My dad and Lydia started dating seven yes seven years ago. We kind of formed our own family. We were all happy when my dad asked Lydia to marry him. Yeah I know I have a mom, but Lydia was the woman who was there for me. I call her mom just like her kids call my dad, dad not Tristan. Lydia is actually six in a half months pregnant with triplets. Two boys and a girl. Chase and I already told our mom we may not go for spring break, because the babies should be here. She didn't like it, but I told her to deal with it. We would be 18 June 11th, and she knew we weren't going to visit much. But she wasn't there when I did visit anyway. I love my family and life in Tree Hill except for the stupid reputation I have miss popular, head of the cheerleaders, Queen Bee, Slut, Whore, Bitch. You name it I've been called it, but I've learned not to let those things bother me. People could judge me I don't care, because my true friends know the real me.