Authors Note
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Last of the prologues, next update will be a proper length and as previously stated still written in the POV of one of our main four. There will however be a few chapters told from Victoria, Derek (the girl's dad…who you should be able to figure out who I've cast in the role) and Rachel's POV, Rachel plays a small but significant role in previous and upcoming events.
Prologue: Chuck
Chuck Bass' story should have been a simple one. Born the only son of the wealthiest man in Tree Hill, he'd been destined to follow the path of so many other spoilt to the core trust fund children before him.
But sometimes it turns out fate has other plans in store for people and sometimes life leads these individuals down different roads.
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The first time he really notices Haley Davis she's six years old, which would seem creepy if it wasn't for the fact that he's only nine at the time.
She's wearing a blue sundress with a matching ribbon in her light brown hair and in his still innocent unclouded mind she reminds him of an angel.
Nine years later, when he doesn't think anything in his life will ever be pure again she becomes one when she saves him from himself.
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He's eighteen years old, his father is dead and Chuck Bass has just become one of those terribly tragic characters from a Bronte novel.
He stands on a ledge of one of his father's buildings, cursing everything and everyone, so completely drunk and grief struck out of his mind that he actually contemplates ending it all.
Then he hears a soft voice, looks into gentle brown eyes and the world suddenly comes crashing into focus.
He kisses her for the first time the night his father is laid to rest in the cold, dank ground.
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It takes him awhile to get back on track again, he's moody a lot of the time and sometimes he gets so frustrated with learning the mechanisms of his new life that he swings between wanting to rip everything to pieces and curling up into a ball and crying.
She's there for every tantrum and every tear, strong and loving by his side so that putting himself back together again gets a little less difficult every time.
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He's twenty one years old and he has the kind of life most people twice his age can only dream of.
All it takes is one phone call and one sobbing girl on the line for it all to come spiralling down again.