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Umm…Well, I really liked the prolouge to this story…and well I haven't got any reviews at the moment. In fact my story has actually only showed up if you look in my profile. Tear I'm sure it'll show up later, tho.

Disclaimer- I own nothing….Not one tree hill not Buffy….NOTHING.

WOOT! GO BRUCAS, NALEY, AND …JEYTON!

Nathan's POV….I noe this is NOT a Brathan story…but I could resist!

I don't need this. I don't need him. I'm the star of the school. I have the money, the looks, and the talent. He's lucky I give him the time of day.

"Now, Mr. Scott. I'd like you to answer the question. What is the scene about?"

"Uhh..Sir, Its about…Juliet and Romeo…" Nathan said with a confident smile.

'Damnit.'

"Specifically!"

"Romeo was…"

'Flirting? Yea that's it. Even they had to flirt back in…wait what year?'

"Flirting."

"Mr. Scott that is inco-"

Regular POV

Mr. Ingraham couldn't finish as the door slammed open and in walked a petite girl, with silky brown hair, shining green eyes, and a smirk that anyone would keep away from.

"And you are?" The torture of a teacher asked, dipping his glasses a little.

"Brooke."

"Ah. The exchange student." He went towards her and grabbed her by the arm dragging her to the middle of the classroom.

"Don't touch me." She said as she snatched her arm away from his grasp.

"Well, Brooke, introduce your self. State random facts about your personality."

The look of disgust she had plastered on her face gave away slowly as she began to speak.

"Well, I'm Brooke Davis and I'm stuck here cause I got kicked out of my old school for setting the gym on fire and startin fights, oh and because my dad's a bitch. Oh and I'll kick your ass if you mess with me. Got it?"

"That was nice." Mr. Said with an awkward smile.

"Why'd you set the gym on fire?" A kid from the back asked.

"My boyfriend pissed me off." Davis said with a sneer hoping that the boy would stop looking at her.

"Ms. Davis, please go take a seat somewhere, while I continue with the lesson."

The Slayer looked around the classroom and decided to sit next to a boy, that was way in the back. She strutted her way their and plopped her things on the floor and sat on the chair.

'Isn't she just the hottest?' Nathan thought.

'Maybe, I should send her a note. And welcome her to Tree Hill.'

Hey, I'm Nathan. I can tell you don't want me talking to you but how bout I show you around after class?

He wrote, folded, and passed it.

Brooke caught the note and unfolded it.

What she read made her laugh quietly.

How bout not? Listen you're not my type…And I can tell you just don't want to 'show me around'. I'm not retarded. Ask me out one more time and I'll cut off your family jewels. Understood?

She passed the note and Nathan frowned.

Mmmk. Just trying to help. Damn is that so bad?

He didn't have time to pass it back as the bell rung and Brooke quickly made her way out of the class. Damnit, now he had to fix this in front of everybody.

As he got out the class he couldn't find her and decided to take his friends and look for her, so they could talk.

They searched inside the cafeteria but didn't find her, they finally found her walking towards the girls bathroom.

"Hey Brooke."

As he said her name she turned around quickly and accidently dropped her bag.

"Sorry."

Nathan and Lucas both knelt down to help her pick up her things.

They say all her belongings which included her tampons, cell phone, holy water bottle, a notebook, and a wooden stick?

She grabbed her things in such a speed that both men didn't notice she had grabbed the wooden thing and ran in the opposite direction.

"Brooke! What was that?" Nathan called.

'Damnit. Now I have to threaten them.' Brooke thought crossly.

She turned around with a fierce look and walked toward the group.

"Do NOT touch my things, or even get NEAR me."

"Or?" Lucas stated with his usual arrogant tone.

"I'll make sure you don't get near me." She got out the pocket knife and opened it, pointing it at Lucas.

"Lucas, leave her alone." A girl with auburn her told him with caution.

"Listen to TutorGirl, Broody. Or it'll be the last thing you ever hear."

"I'm not scared of you."

"Nice. But you see I don't care. All I want is for you to get you Broody ass away from me." Putting the knife away in one quick motion she stepped forward so her face was a mere inch away from his. "Go ahead. You know you want to. Hit me. I dare you."

"I don't hit girls."

She grabbed his arm and pushed him against the wall directly in front of the door from the girl's bathroom.

Brooke turned around and walked the other way, turning around quickly and throwing the knife without looking in Lucas' direction, so the pocketknife landed one inch above the top of his head.

Brooke walked in and locked the door, not even looking back.

She walked towards the mirror and her eyes dulled with the memories she relived. Brooke looked at her self.

The smirk on her face the only emotion she showed.

Lucas looked up at the knife.

"Holy shit."

"Holy shit is right, Luke. That was fucking awesome. And she didn't even look when throwing that. I think 'Holy Shit' doesn't even begin to cover it." Peyton said with a bewildered look on her face.

He steeped away from under the knife.

Lucas grabbed the knife from the wall and looked at what it said. 'Always and Forever, Brooke. Do your Best. – Merrick.'

"I should give this back." Lucas muttered to himself, making sure nobody heard him.

"Now, let's go eat lunch. I'm starved." He told the group.

Well, how was that for chapter one?

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