Fishbowl Diaries

by OneTreeHillforlife

Brooke Davis grew up with status and money with her mother in prison and her father living off the grid. Brooke was left to her own devices. In need of the cushion her wealth had always provided she listened to their written rules in order to get her money. She was supposed to simply blend in. A small town full of strangers. For the first time she had to figure out life on her own

1. Chapter 1

Fishbowl Diaries

Chapter 1

Critize the way you fly.

What will become of me.

Once i've lost my novelty.

I can feel time moving.

My 22nd birthday was spent in a club. Dancing and partying with people i saw whenever i went there. When i eventually got home.

I blew out a candle on a cupcake. In a house that was expensive and colorful. But so empty.

She wished for one thing. More.

Brooke Davis was unable to grasp how her high school idea for a fashion line. Grew into this multi million dollar company. Which she ended losing. Because of her mother's lck of availability to let other people do their jobs.

She reopened her eyes and stared at the walls of her bedroom.

Got out of bed. Took a bath and got dressed.

Being the only remaining member of the Davis Dynasty.

Gave her a celebrity she had never felt comfortable with.

She had grown up in the shadows of her parents. Without that as a shield. She lived in this consuming level of being unsure and nervous for everyone to see just how average she was.

I grew up between New York and LA. My parents had business. Meetings. And homes.

There was a staff in every home. So i was never really alone.

The only way i could gain my inheritance. Is to go by my parents written out rules.

Which were simple yet impossible.

But i did it. That's how far i've fallen.

At 27 years old. I was forced to start from the bottom.

I moved to this middle of nowhere town called Tree Hill.

And i had to build a life for myself.