Note-Not a lot of Brucas this chapter but there will be more next chapter. If you wanna see a picture of the girls' dresses email me. If you like X-men, I have a new fic about that. Now accepting all types of reviews, signed and anonymous. Mckenzie's nickname is Mikki.
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Now onto the story that jumps around like it's on crack :-)
Scene-Karen's café
Mouth walked in and saw October talking to a beautiful girl with long light brown hair and blue eyes. "Hi," he said as he sat down.
"Hi, I'm Mckenzie," she said smiling.
"Okay, well I have to go. Mikki tell your mom I said hi," October said as she got up and walked out.
"So why'd you agree to this?" asked Mouth.
"I've been home schooled since I started modeling, so I never got to go to a prom," Mckenzie explained.
"Well, I'm happy to bring you."
She smiled. "Well I'm happy you're bringing me."
Scene-The mall
"Hi, I'm Brooke and this is Haley," said a very hyper Brooke.
"I'm Mckenzie," she replied.
"Lets go find some dresses," Haley suggested.
Scene-Food Court
"So Mckenzie, what do you want to be when you grow up, I mean you don't want to be a model forever?" Haley asked as she stole a bite of Brooke's pizza.
"Tutorwife!" whined Brooke.
"I wanna be a photographer," Mckenzie replied with a smile. "How about you two?"
"I want to be a kindergarten teacher," Haley happily announced.
"I wanna be a designer and trophy wife to NBA player Lucas Scott."
Haley and Mckenzie laughed. They finished eating then they went to a store. Also shopping the store was Peyton.
"Brooke we can go to another store." Haley tried to lead her out.
Brooke yanked her arm free. "No, I'm not going to run from that bitch."
Peyton noticed Haley, Brooke, and Mckenzie. She walked up to Haley. "Hey, Hales," she said trying not to make eye contact with Brooke.
"Peyton, go away. You and I are not friends anymore."
"Haley, I…"
"Peyton, you tried to steal Lucas from Brooke, and you could have killed my niece and nephew!"
Mckenzie was becoming very uncomfortable with the situation. "Guys, none of these dresses will work anyway. Let me call my assistant." Mckenzie took out her cell phone.
Then they walked out.
Scene-Later that day
Haley, Brooke, and Mckenzie stood in Mckenzie's hotel room looking through racks of dresses.
"What do you think?" Haley asked holding up black halter dress.
Brooke picked a red dress that hugged her chest.
"What do you think?" Mckenzie asked holding up a blue spaghetti strapped dress.
"Wow," both Brooke and Haley said.
Scene-the next night; Mckenzie's hotel room
"The limo will be here any minute," Mckenzie announced.
"I've never been in a limo," Mouth said.
Mckenzie smiled. "It's fun."
The limo arrived and the 6 teenager got in.
Scene-Inside the limo
Nathan put corsage he had made of those purple flowers around Haley's wrist.
"Aww, Nathan that's so sweet," Haley said giving him a kiss.
Lucas whispered in Brooke's ear, "Look beautiful tonight, Cheery."
She smiled and held his hand.
Scene-Tree Hill Seaside Inn
"Wow," Mckenzie whispered in awe.
"Aren't you used to Hollywood parties?" Mouth asked.
"Yeah, but this is so much better," she replied.
"Wanna dance, Broody?" Brooke asked.
"With you, Cheery? Always," he replied with the legendary Scott smirk.
They dance and so do Haley and Nathan.
"I'll get you some punch," Mouth offered.
"Thanks. You know most guys aren't as nice as you," she said sweetly.
He got her the punch, so she kissed him on the cheek.
Rachel noticed this and thought How could I let him go?
Suddenly the doors opened and Peyton walked in with Chris Keller.
What the hell? thought Brooke, Lucas, Haley, and Nathan.
525,600 minutes. How do you measure, measure a year... sorry had to get that out. See this what happens when your sister is a music teacher and you love broadway. Rent, Wicked, Phantom of the Opera, and Chicago are my main musical obsessions.
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