AN: Hey Everyone, this is my first fanfic on here. It's set in the future as you can guess and I tried my best to mix real events from the show with others of my own. So its partly AU. It's mainly focused on Brooke and Lucas but later on you will find Peyton, Jake, Haley and Nathan.
Your comments are very much appreciated and it's a huge motivation for me to continues…Thanks for reading in advance :)
She quickly grabbed her feminine briefcase in her hands as she climbed out of the cab "Just try to distract them for a few minutes. I'll be right up in 5 minutes" she said down the phone rushing towards the building
"HEY LADY..THE FARE" she was stopped in her tracks by a barbaric yell. Realizing she had forgotten to pay the cab fare in her rush, she rushed back to the yellow car in the same manner she had left it if not in more agitation. Her first big meeting this yea and she was already late. She kept picturing the head editor of the magazine alongside the executive owner sitting with fuming faces. She quickly threw the few singles she had in her purse
"keep the change" she yelled to the driver though the loud street noise and then turned around once again making her way inside the building. A building which held a classy sign imprinted in huge fancy gold lettering "Chic Magazine"
She stood in the elevator watching the numbers on the top lighting in gradual escalation.
"4,…5,….6" she whispered under her breath, the right pointy heel of her shoes gently being raised off the floor only to be brought back down with a short click then up again. She was already late for her meeting
"Morning Trisha" she greeted the receptionist as she walked by the front desk towards the narrow corridor that divided the many cubicle offices
"Hey…where were you. He's going crazy in there." A panicky voice greeted her in the middle and she bit her lip sprinting in her footsteps …years of living in her high stilettos paid off. She had already mastered running in them
"I have everything with me. The presentation shouldn't be long anyway. All the framework is already done we're just missing a brand to mark the label" the short brunette spoke brushing away strands of her chestnut brown hair as she fumbled with the many files in her hands directing her words to her associate and best friend whom everybody liked to call 'her partner in crime'
"Alright good..." Rachel nodded finally catching her breath. Both were now on their way to the meeting room only hoping the executives wouldn't be on their final nerve with them. They stopped in front of the door and turned to one another
"we can do this…" They repeated to each other but it was more to themselves. This was going to be their big break. Either they make it….or not
"Alright..Here goes nothing" she felt Rachel squeeze her hand for good luck and perhaps for the uncontrollable nerve endings that were by this time snapping all over the place in her system. She nodded her head but couldn't help but notice her friend's shocked Face
"Brooke Davis" Rachel almost screamed and pulled the brunette's hand closer to her face. "When were you planning to tell me about this" her fingers brushed over the suddenly very apparent and shiny rock that rested on her Friend's middle finger. Brooke blushed slightly a smile spreading across her face as she remembered last night's events. It was the perfect night for the perfect proposal. She couldn't be happier.
"I'll tell you later. For now, let's finish this" Brooke winked before straightening her top and perfecting her already perfect strands of hair over her shoulder. She couldn't help but notice the wide grin that was still plastered on Rachel's face.
"later. I promise" she mouthed to her and both pushed the door to the meeting room open to be greeted by the higher advocates of the company
""I'm not sure if I'm quite getting your ideas Ms. Davis" A tall dark-haired man who looked in the ripe of his thirties gave the two girls a quizzical look, focusing more on the brunette. After all she was the one who did more of the talking and he had to admit, despite not fully understanding what was conveyed by her ideas…he had to admit she was very elaborate and had a way with words. Almost like she had previously held a job of higher authority putting her in a leader position.
Brooke smiled, she needed patience more than anything right now, and perhaps somewhat of a sedative. She knew how fast she can sometimes go in speed talking when she has an idea and right now, she believed in her work more than anything and her excitement to present it had overwhelmed her. "Look at those models…those clothes. Honestly, when do you ever see a woman walking down the street wearing hot shorts covered by what looks like a croushed pancho wrapped around it? We are targeting ordinary people. The working mother, the developing teenager, the new adults embarking into life on their own….Those people you see when sitting in a restaurant or at the crosswalk light before the light turns green. People who can look at something and say…'I can picture myself in this'…I mean what's the point in buying a magazine and looking at pictures of models who had starved themselves to death to fit into a petite barely there garment …" the 'stupid quotient thing' as she liked to call it. She was rambling in excitement convinced by the ideas she was explaining.
"What she means is…supply and Demand working in proportions" Luckily Rachel was always there to pick upon the left notes and help in the presentation. One of the many reasons they were known as the 'partners in crime' They just seemed to work in great harmony. Almost like an old couple finishing each others' sentences. "the more you satisfy the average mass…..the more success and more we'd sell"
The executives exchanged a look of approximation. They were impressed but still weren't clear on how exactly the ideas could be carried out "So what do you presume we do for the new line-up of issues"
Brooke and Rachel smiled broadly to each other. With a quick nod, Brooke walked over to a big poster board that was resting against a wooden stand. She swiftly lifted the blank white cover to reveal a collage that contained pictures taken of what looked like the New York streets….people in shops, people in restaurant, people just simply walking down the streets of broad way. "Those are going to be our models; everything will revolve around them from fashion….to food…..to sports. We can get the clothes, products etc from places around here…fancy and otherwise"
"basically…satisfy the public. In all classes and social levels" Rachel continued for Brooke and both of them stood side by side, for the first time since they had entered the room…in silence. They watched as the head editor and other executives looked at each other then whispered to one another.
Brooke gulped hard as she saw all of them turn their heads simultaneously in their direction. This is it – make it or break it. "It's a very daring idea…and im not sure if it will work and how much it will take for it work…." The words pierced her ears and immediately her shoulders slowly began to sink. She had ruined it. The first huge step in her career and she had ruined it.
"However," her head shot up at the words "I believe in both of you and I can see where the ideas are coming from. And after all, it's always good to be daring"
Both Brooke and Rachel tried to suppress their excitement and happiness. If it wasn't for the 4 grown men sitting in front of them years of experience and a higher authority marked on their reputations, Brooke and Rachel would have been screaming their lungs out in excitement like two teenagers.
"I will approve of this under on condition" one of the men was eager to grab their attention once again, and he was successful. "You two are in charge of everything…and I mean everything" he emphasized
"thank You sir. You will not be disappointed" Brooke reassured him and walked out of the room, her briefcase in hand and Rachel following her. Once they were a good distance from the meeting room Brooke turned to her associate and squeezed her hand and let out a suppressed scream "Oh My God" Rachel declared in excitement
"We've got so much work to do" Brooke announced shortly after the very brief outburst making her way to a door that had a sign with the letters "B. Davis" imprinted on it – It was her office
First Chapter is a little boring but I promise the story picks up quickly :)
Next: Brooke pays a visit to a good friend and we get a little insight on her past