Sports Agents and Love Affairs
Chapter Two
Summary: Future eventual Brucas fic. However starts out as Leyton later then becomes Brucas. Brooke is fresh out of NYU and is a up and coming spots agent. Unrealistic I know, but is mine so shush. She has never met Luke and basically she fall for him even though he is her boss. And he starts to fall for her but they are too afraid to approach the other.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except Sophia Bush...I wish.
The next morning Brooke woke up feeling genuinely happy, which was something she hadn't felt in a long time.
Lately her life had been perfect. She was fresh out of college and she graduated with honors to top it off. She was actually forming a stable relationship with her parents and reconstructing her friendship with her best friend Rachel. And oh yeah, she had just landed a dream job. Okay, maybe it wasn't a dream job, but for a girl just out of college it wasn't bad.
Brooke looked around her room and out her bedroom window. She hopped out of bed and walked out on to the balcony. There it was again, that unbelievably beautiful New York skyline. For Brooke it had become like some form of therapy. She could just walk out on to that balcony and just stare at the shinning building and the busy people below and just get lost. She had never seen anything so beautiful. Until yesterday that is. Yesterday she had come face to face with the most beautiful, piercing pair of blue eyes she had ever seen. The only problem was they belonged to her new potential boss. "Crap." She sighed and headed back inside.
She walked into the kitchen and began to make a pot of coffee. After she had finished preparing it she sat on one of the stools and noticed she hadn't finished putting away her bags from the day before. She hopped off the stool, grabbed the bags and headed for her closet.
After about fifteen minutes of organizing shoes her phone rang. She sprang to her feet and dashed for the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey, B. Davis." A cheer voice on the other end of the line said.
Brooke sighed, "Rachel."
"Well there's a hallmark greeting" Rachel joked.
"Sorry, Rach, I just thought you might have been someone from my interview calling to tell me I got the job."
"Oh, right. I'm sorry. So how did that go? Did you totally woo them?"
Brooke laughed, "Yeah, they seemed pretty impressed. There is just one problem."
"Let me guess the boss is absolutely gorgeous?"
"How did you know?"
"Oh, Brooke, tell me you didn't. I was kidding."
"First of all, I knew that. And second yeah, I did."
"Brooke Penelope Davis. How could you do that?"
"Easy. I looked at him."
Rachel let out a soft chuckle, "I thought college was supposed to make you more mature. Leave it to you, to let it have the reverse effect."
"Shut up!"
"Said the cheerleader!"
"Okay, listen to me you man stealing, bride of Frankenstein I am not gonna act on it. Plus I don't even know if I got the job yet. Oh, and stop stealing from Bring it on. Anyway that doesn't work for you, because you cheer too."
"Okay, some one has gone all Ms. PMS."
"Better Ms. PMS than Ms. Bitch." Brooke shot back.
"You know, sometime I get so sick of your attitude, that I could just-" Rachel got cut off by the beeping of the other line.
"Oh, hold on a sec, Rachel. I'm getting another call." Brooke pushed the button and switched over to the other line.
"Hello?"
"Is this Brooke?"
"Yep, that's me." She said with a smile.
"Hi. This is Lucas Scott from Scott Sporting Co," Brooke mouth went dry.
"Oh, hello, sir. How are you?"
"I'm fine. Just a little busy. Oh, and don't call me 'sir', it makes me sound old. Plus, seeing how we're going to be working together I think it's ok if you call me, Lucas."
"Okay. Wait. Working together?"
"Yes. Working together, I have reviewed your resume and discussed it with some of my college and we feel that you would be a perfect fit for the position."
Brooke couldn't contain her smile, "Wow. This is so great. When do I start?"
"How is tomorrow at 9:00 a.m.?"
"Oh, that is a bit early for me." She joked.
He laughed, "Wow. Talented and funny."
"Thanks, but I wasn't kidding."
He laughed again, "She tomorrow at 9:00, Ms. Davis."
"Brooke. Call me, Brooke. Please."
"Okay. Brooke it is. Have a nice day, Brooke."
"You too and thank you for this Mr. Scott. I really appreciate this opportunity."
"Your welcome, just don't let me down."
"I won't. I promise."
"Good. Goodbye Ms.-Brooke."
"Bye."
After they hung up Brooke jumped and down and squealed. She hadn't been this happy, since…..him. But that didn't matter. He was her past and this was her future.