Sloth: Ok, I'm kind of mad here. I didn't get any reviews at all. Apparently no one likes the story or something, and yet I get people putting this on their alert-list? Well I'm sad now. Well anyways, here's another chapter for ya. Enjoy. And REVIEW!!

Disclaimer: Sloth does not own One Tree Hill or Malcolm in the Middle.

Brooke's Stuck in the Middle

Chapter 1: Before of Wishes

Brooke started to stir, her eyes slowly opening to bring her back into the world. Her world was spinning. They she hear Rachael correctly? Did she have a brother a twin brother? Wait a minute... Brooke shot up from the floor and stared at Rachael with a look of horror and shock. "Did you saytwin brother?" Rachael smiled at her friend and stopped filing her nails and got up off the bed she was sitting on.

"Yup, your twin." Rachael informed her.

"Twin? Ok, first off, I don't have a brother." Brooke started, "let alone twin brother. Especially that kid. He looked like he was fourteen. I'm eighteen."

"Oh really?" Rachael asked as she walked passed Brooke and stood by the mirror that was hanging over the polished white dresser next to Brooke's bed. "Why don't you take a good look at yourself." Rachael said smugly. "A good long look." Brooke looked at Rachael as if the red head had grew a second head. Which, in Brooke's opinion, would be an improvement. However, curiosity got the better of her and the brunette walked over to the mirror and stared at it. And stared at it. And stared at it some more. It must be some trick mirror or something. Brooke could believe her eyes. In fact she flat out refused to believe them.

"No way. There's no way. I look fourteen again!" Brooke nearly screamed. Indeed she did look four years younger. Her hair was shorter and darker, evidence of her dyeing it black. Not only that, but Brooke was shorter by a whole foot and she didn't have that grown up look anymore. She looked young and innocent. Normally a woman would love you look young and beautiful, but Brooke didn't want to look fourteen again! She turned to Rachael and gave the other girl a hard cold glare. Oh if looks could kill. "What the hell is going on?" Brooke demanded.

"Well," Rachael began, "Have you ever heard of be careful of what you wish for?" Brooke gave her a confused look. "Oh come on. Don't tell me you forgot about last night."

"Last night? Oh god did I get drunk or something?"

"Yes Brooke, you got totally wasted," Rachael replied sarcastically. "I'm talking about when you made that wish on that shooting star!" Brooke's eyes widen as she remembered making a wish. "That shooting star, it wasn't just some shooting star. It was a REAL wishing star. Once you make a wish, it comes true. No if, ands, or buts. It comes true and there's nothing you can do about it. You wished for a family and you got your wish...only you weren't really specific about so now your got a family, have to re-do your entire high school career, and...oh honey you got this thing right...here." Rachael leaned over and pointed to a black head growing on Brooke's forehead, which promptly freaked the younger girl out.

"But how's still possible? And why are you here if everything's different?" Brooke asked.

"Like I said, you made a wish on a reality altering magical star. As for your other question, I'm your guardian angel." Rachael replied, taking a seat on Brooke's bed. "Ooh, it's bouncy."

"Excuse me, my guardian angel? Shouldn't my guardian angel be someone who won't get drunk and sleep with the first guy she sees?"

"Oh ha ha, that's very funny." Rachael said emotionlessly. The redhead then got up from her sitting position and walked over to the now fourteen year old. "Look, I take on the form of someone you last saw or the person you trust. Ironically, both happen to be Rachael." Brooke just shook her head.

"This has got to be some weird joke. I can't be fourteen." She said as she started pacing back and forth in the room. "I mean, Lucas and I just got back together. I have a fashion business in the making. Peyton and I became friends again! This has got to be some kind of nightmare." Rachael calmed stopped Brooke from wearing a hole in the floor and smacked her across the face. "Ow!"

"Sorry, had to be done. Now that you know you're not in a nightmare, are you ready to live your new live?"

"No!" Brooke tried to swat Rachael, but her hand only went right through her. "Ok, that is so not fair. Why can't I hit you but you can hit me?"

"Eh, just one of the perks of being an angel I guess." Brooke was about to say something, but there was a knock at the door.

"Brooke. Hey open up the door it's cold out here." came Malcolm's voice from the other side. Brooke turned to her friend and asked in a low voice.

"He can't see hear us can he?"

"Well..."

"Brooke who are you talking to in there?"

"He can't hear or see me, but if he ever saw you talking to me he'd think you're nuts." Brooke just stared at Rachael before slowly shaking her head.

"Brooke come on I'm getting cold and we're going to be late for school!"

"Alright I'm coming." Brooke headed towards the locked door and opened in. Malcolm quickly walked in, with only a towel to cover himself, shivering and wet.

"Geez what took you so long?"

"I was uh...desensitizing myself after seeing you in the shower. It was a very horrifying incident Malcolm." Brooke suddenly stopped and looked over to Rachael with a "What hell?" look. Rachael just told the other girl that she'll explain later.

"Are you just going to just stand there?" Malcolm asked his twin, getting her attention. "We're going to be late for the bus and I don't think mom will be happy about driving us to school."

"Huh? Oh right." Brooke quickly left to take a shower, only to come back screaming and give Malcolm a look between horror and hate..

"Oh yeah, I forgot Reese was in there. Sorry."

After finally getting to take a well deserved shower-not to mention some mind soap-Brooke climbed out of the bus followed by Malcolm and Reese. Brooke was surprised to find out she was the only girl out of five kids. Francis didn't live that the house anymore. Instead the oldest was working at a ranch with his wife. Brooke thought it was cute at first until she found out they just met about two months ago. Talk about love at first sight huh?

Brooke walked towards the school and smiled. "Good old Tree Hill High." she said to herself before walking towards her locker. She didn't know how or why, but Brooke just knew where everything was. Were her classes were, her locker, her books, everything. Heck, she even knew the names of people she'd never met before. The only thing Brooke didn't know was where her friends were. Just when she opened her locker, Brooke heard someone call her name and she turned around. At first, she thought the girl coming towards her way Payton, because of the shoulder length blonde hair and tall stature. However, Brooke's hopes were shot has the girl coming to her also had glasses and her hair was too frizzy to be Payton's.

"Oh my god you won't believe what happened to me. You know Lucas, from basketball team? He like totally winked at me!" the girl squealed. Brooke stared at the girl as she jumped up and down excitedly and tried to calm her down.

"Ok, Jessica, Jessica, calm down ok." Brooke didn't know how or why, but the name Jessica just came out. It was like she was living the life of a different girl who knew all these people. Jessica on the other hand just scoffed at her.

"Oh like you never went giddy over a boy before Miss Cheerleader." Jessica comment.

"Wait, did you say Lucas was on the basketball team?" Brooke asked, finally realizing what Jessica had said. If her memory served right, Lucas didn't join until sophomore year.

"Uh, yeah."

"What about Nathan?"

"Who?"

"Nathan, you know, tall, hunky, brown hair, Lucas' younger brother, Nathan?"

"Oh, you mean Nathan the weirdo Scott." Jessica said with obvious distant in her voice, "What about him?"

"Well isn't he on the basketball too?" Brooke didn't exactly get the answer she was hoping for. Instead she got Jessica laughing so hard the girl was in tears.

"Ahaha…snort…Hahaha….Nathan…..snort, snort,….On the basketball team…Ahahaha, snort, snort….Oh that's a, that's a good on Brooke."

"No I'm serious." Jessica stopped laughing long enough to look at Brooke with a confused expression. "Shouldn't Nathan be the one on the basketball team, not Lucas?"

"You're serious aren't you?" Brooke nodded and Jessica stared at the brunette for a long time…..before finally giving in and laughing out loud again. "AHAHAHAHA….snort, snort, Oh my god…hahaha….Oh..aha, oh man. Y-you almost had me there for a second Brooke. Nathan on the Basketball team instead of Lucas. Oh man. Brooke everyone knows Lucas is the basketball star of the two." the bell rang and students started scurrying off to class. "Come on, lets go before we're late for class." Jessica suggested before walking off. Brooke stood there in front of her locker as everything started to register. If Lucas was on the basketball team instead of Nathan, then what else was wrong in this world? Was she a cheerleader? Were her and Payton still friends? What about Haley? If Lucas was on the team, did that mean he and Haley weren't friends? If Haley isn't friends with Lucas, then that meant she never meant Nathan, which meant that they would never get married. Brooke slammed her locker door and walked towards her first class.

"What have I gotten myself into?" she asked herself.

Another chapter done and hopefully I can get some reviews this time. I at least hope it's funny. Well, until next time.