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It's the Differences that Matter
Chapter 2
Run Into You
"Brooke Davis creates own fashion line"
"Davis lunches with James Cameron"
"Davis opens 'Animal Rescue' shelter in NYC"
"Clothes Over Bro's top selling brand last year, earning more revenue than both Gucci and Louis Vuitton"
"He was right Hales" Lucas moaned in frustration, leaning his head against the back of the couch "one night stands are not my thing" Haley looked at her friend in shock
"Lucas Scott! I hope you at least used protection" Lucas shook his head
"No! I couldn't do it... I went to Tric last night and there were plenty of drunk, hot woman, just looking for a good time" Haley rolled her eyes, recalling her earlier point about needing to get more girlfriends "but, I dunno, I wasn't interested"
"Have you ever thought that maybe the problem was you were looking at GIRLS?" Nathan asked walking into the room.
"Nathan" Haley hissed, she did not think this was the time for him to be making fun of his brother
"What?" Nathan looked at Haley in surprise "I'm not kidding Hales. Listen big bro, if your into guys I have no problem with it as long as your happy"
"I'm not gay Nathan" Lucas sighed "I just-I just ... I dunno, I've done meaningless sex in the past but now...I... I just want more" Nathan sniggered
"Hales, you said you wanted more girlfriends... now you got one" Haley threw a cushion at Nathan, who ducked just in time
"Your not helping"
"Fine" He threw up his hands defensively "I guess I'll go pick up the little man from basketball practice then" he walked over to his wife and gave her a brief kiss on the cheek "Love you hunny"
"Yeah, yeah" Nathan chuckled before jogging out of the room
"Bye Lukie"
"I got to go clear my head" Haley looked at her friend with worry
"Lucas, you need to relax, your young, your a great guy, you will find someone you just have to be patient" Lucas smiled at Haley
"I know, It just gets frustrating sometimes"
"I understand"
"OK, thanks Hales but I'm feeling a little girlie right now so I might just head down to the rivercourt to clear my mind, play a little manly b-ball" Haley chuckled
"GO! Have fun" Lucas stood up smiling at his friend
"Were still on for dinner?" Haley nodded
"Defiantly"
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Brooke sighed as she walked through the doors of the massive mansion she and her two best friends would be living in for the next six months. After a relaxing flight and skilful avoidance of a small, well for Brooke Davis it was small, clump of paparazzi the three girls had finally made it to their rented Tree Hill home. Walking into the huge lounge room and taking a seat on the closest couch Rachel smiled at her two friends "I have to say, for hicksville, this is not half bad"
"Yeah, this house is amazing" Brooke agreed, throwing herself down on the couch and resting her head in Rachel's lap
"I miss Jake" Peyton whined, oblivious to the conversation around her, both Rachel and Brooke laughed
"WHIPPED!" They cried in unison as Peyton gave them both a death stare
"At least I have someone to miss and someone to miss me" She replied coldly, making both Brooke and Rachel laugh harder
"OH! Hit us where it hurts Peyt!" Rachel sniggered sarcastically
"Yeah girl, want to make fun of the fact that were beautiful and rich next?" Brooke chuckled and Peyton smacked her lips together before storming out of the room "C'mon Peyt! We were kidding!" Brooke called after her but she was only met by the slamming of some distant door
"I wasn't"
"Aren't you even the least bit happy for them?"
"I am, but I will cut your tongue out if you ever tell them I said that"
"Feisty"
"Maybe" Rachel looked at the clock "We still have a couple of hours in the day left, I might go check out some of the local... 'talent'" Brooke chuckled, it would just not be Rachel Gattina if she wasn't listing every hot guy in town and then working her way through them, most likely in alphabetical order
"I'd come with, but I hardly think a horde of paparazzi would be much of a turn on"
"Oh screw them, you should come" Brooke shook her head, getting up from the couch
"No, it's OK, you go have your fun... seeing as Little Miss Whipped in there" she signalled to the direction Peyton had left in "has probably already called Mr Whipped, she will be a couple of hours so I'll grab a shower, stick on a dvd, I had Millie get the guys to stock all the greats, and enjoy a few glorious hours of peace" Rachel nodded
"Sounds like a plan, meet you both back here at six for dinner?"
"If I can pry her away from the phone by then" Both girls laughed again before going their separate ways
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After having a shower, washing her make up off and hoping into a pair of pink, fluffy, flannelette pyjama pants and a tight fitting black tank top Brooke made her way into the kitchen. Grabbing a bowl of her favourite honeycomb ice cream which she had made sure would be stocked in the freezer before they arrived, she headed into 'TV' room which was situated right off the kitchen for convenience. The room was huge, more like a movie theatre than a TV room, a giant flat screen TV pretty much filled up the wall in front of her and in front of it a few rows of very comfortable looking couches lay facing the screen. Smiling to herself Brooke made her way over to the huge shelf of DVD's and nodded approvingly, making a brief note in her head to call and thank Millie for being such a great personal assistant. Picking out one of her favourite comedies, Zoolander, she placed it in the dvd tray before making her way over to one of the front couches.
As she finished her ice cream and sat back to enjoy the movie she couldn't help but reflect upon her life. She loved her job, her friends and the perks of being a celeb, usually her life was absolutely perfect but at this moment she wished she had someone curled up on this big couch watching the movie and laughing with her. She considered this for a moment, sure she could go outside and find a thousand guys willing to share the couch with her, but that's not what she wanted, she wanted the pure comfortability that only comes with being with someone you truly care about. Brooke tried to get rid of these thoughts by focusing on the movie and reminding herself that she didn't believe in love, she hadn't in a long time, guys were play things, no better yet they were like tissues, use them once then throw them away. But she couldn't help but shake the feeling that she was missing something. Sighing to herself she got up from the couch, pausing the movie as she went back into the kitchen. Empty. Lounge room. Empty. Dining room. Empty.
She decided she needed to get out of the house so she headed back up to her room, grabbing a plain pink T-shirt, Haviana flip flops and a pair of her favourite straight legged, dark denim Cavalli jeans. She smiled to herself as she slipped her outfit on because after all, Brooke Davis LOVED jeans. Sure she loved getting dressed up and wearing designer dresses to premieres but to her, nothing beat a simple pair of well worn and well fitting jeans.
Knowing that she would be recognised the minute she walked out the door she quickly tied her hair back into a messy ponytail, slipped an old baseball cap on and grabbed the biggest pair of Tom Ford glasses she could find. It was a simple disguise but surprisingly not many people recognised her fresh faced and in relatively plain clothes. She left a note for Peyton (although Brooke doubted Peyton would ever come out of her room to even notice both her and Rachel were gone) before slipping out the backdoor. She wasn't sure if the paparazzi had found out where she was staying yet but right now she wasn't taking any chances.
"Miss Davis, would you be requiring my assistance today or would you like me to stay here?" Brooke smiled at her tall, muscular body guard
"That's OK Troy, you stay here, I think Peyton's still inside but you can help yourself to the fridge" Troy smiled
"Thanks Miss Davis, have a good afternoon"
"You too Troy, and I told you, it's Brooke... Miss Davis makes me sound old."
Walking down the quiet Tree Hill streets, Brooke smiled to herself, this town, so far, was perfect and she was honestly looking forward to spending six relaxing months here. It wasn't that she hated her life in New York, she loved her fans and knew that the Paparazzi were just trying to do their job, she would never complain, she knew how lucky she was and tried her best to share that luck around. But sometimes she missed being able to walk down the streets without being recognised, to meet new people and know that they weren't just trying to get close to her because of fame or money.
Stopping outside a small cafe she decided she might stop in for a coffee to go, although it was afternoon she was dying for a caffeine hit. Stepping inside she made her way though the bustle of people sitting and enjoying their late lunches, reaching the counter just as another patron was finishing paying his bill. Removing her sunglasses she smiled at the pretty blonde woman behind the counter
"Could I get a large mocha to go please?" The woman looked up from where she was depositing the money from her last sale into the cash register and her eyes opened wide in shocked
"Oh My God" She whispered "Your Brooke Davis" Brooke winked at the woman
"In the flesh"
"WOW! I mean, wow Brooke Davis in my Cafe, Haley's gonna love this"
"Whose Haley?"
"Uh.. My daughter in law" Brooke looked at the woman incredulously
"Wait, you have a kid that's married?"
"Yep"
"What, you have him when you were five?" The woman laughed
"Something like that" She turned to start making the Mocha before looking back over her shoulder at Brooke "if you don't mind me asking, would I be able to get a picture with you?"
"Of course" she looked around at the amount of people in the cafe "but is there maybe somewhere else we can take it? I'm kinda trying to avoid the paparazzi today"
"Oh! Of course, don't worry about it"
"No, we can take the picture" She gave the woman her friendliest smile, trying to assure her that she wasn't blowing her off
"Don't worry about it, it doesn't matter" Brooke looked at the woman sternly
"It matters to me" She paused "Tell you what, how about I stop around here just after closing and we can take as many pictures as you want then?"
"Oh, really you don't have to-"
"I insist"
"Thankyou, that's very kind" Brooke scoffed
"Please, I would be no where without my fans, seriously thankyou"
"Hey lady! I've been waiting for my coffee for hours!" The woman behind the counter jumped and turned towards the voice
"Sorry!" She called before turning towards the small pile of orders that had not been given out yet, she grabbed the coffee before heading down the back to give it to the rather rude man who had called out to her. A few other patrons looked as if they were getting annoyed and without thinking Brooke grabbed a couple of orders off the counter and delivered them around the room before walking back to the counter. The blonde woman looked at her in shock again
"You didn't have to do that"
"No worries, sorry if I was overstepping boundaries, I just didn't want anyone complaining because I was here jabbering on for hours" Brooke chuckled but kept talking before the woman had the chance to thank her again "what's your name by the way?"
"Deb" Brooke rolled her eyes
"Of course, I'm so stupid, the place is Deb's Den, I take it your the owner?"
"Yep" Deb handed Brooke her mocha
"Very cool" Brooke grabbed some money out of her pocket
"No!" Deb protested "this is defiantly on the house"
"I couldn't really" Deb shook her head
"No way I'm letting you pay"
"Please, I really do insist" and before she had the chance to protest any more Brooke put a twenty down on the table said "Keep the change, see you at closing" winked at Deb and disappeared out the door.
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Lucas was slowly dribbling the ball down the street, he had been at the rivercourt for a couple of hours and when that hadn't cleared his head he had decided to visit his mother at the cafe. He was so absorbed in what he was doing he didn't notice the beautiful brunette walking towards him until it was too late and they had both collided.
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Brooke drained her coffee before throwing it out in the nearest trash can, she smiled to herself, Deb seemed nice and she was glad to have made at least one friend in Tree Hill. Walking down the street she noticed a small group of paparazzi to her left
"Do we even know if she got in today?" She overheard one say
"Her plane touched down a few hours ago"
"Great, and we missed it"
"Speak for yourself"
"You got photo's?"
"I might have"
"Sure Sure" Brooke lowered her head a little, walking a bit swifter past the group until she rounded the corner and ran right into someone. She nearly fell to the ground but the tall man she had run into grabbed her just in time, the basketball that had been in his hands flying off and hitting the wall to the left of them.
"I'm so sorry" The man said as she looked up at him for the first time. He was good looking, that was for sure, his piercing blue eyes and shaggy, medium length blonde hair fitted his face perfectly and the grey t-shirt he wore hugged his tone body, perfectly accenting every muscle. But there was something else about him that made him attractive to Brooke yet she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
Lucas looked down at the girl and he had no idea why but his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't make out much of her features under the big sunglasses and baseball hat she wore but he could tell she was beautiful.
"No, I'm sorry" Brooke had to remind herself to change her voice slightly so it wasn't quite as raspy as usual, a trick she had picked up for roles that required a stronger voice it also came in handy when she didn't want her trade mark raspy voice to be recognised, it was annoying but sometimes necessary. "I wasn't looking where I was going" Lucas couldn't help but smile at the girl, there was something about her that he instantly liked, he realised he still had an arm around her from where he had caught her to stop her from falling and let her go.
"Neither was I, call it even?" The girl smiled and Lucas couldn't help but feel there was something familiar about it
"Defiantly" Brooke bit her lip awkwardly, she wasn't quite sure if the conversation should really continue past that point but she felt like she wanted to spend more time with this man. When neither of them had said anything in a while she sighed, giving up "Well, see ya around, I guess" she side stepped and started to walk away when he called after her
"Hey wait" Lucas didn't know why he was calling after her but something deep inside him told him not to let her just walk away "I'm Lucas" the girl smiled at him again, a stunning smile that was sure to knock any man off his feet yet Lucas couldn't help but feel like she was somehow holding some of it back
"Nice to meet you Lucas, I'm Brooke" Brooke searched for some sort of recognition in his eyes, some give away that he had realised who she was, when she found none she breathed a sigh of relief. The hidden eyes, change in voice, tied back hair, lack of make-up and half-hearted smiles must have thrown him off and for this Brooke was glad, she wanted the chance to make friends in this town without them already having a judgement of her from what they had heard, whether it be good or bad.
"How about I buy you a coffee to say sorry?" Lucas smiled charmingly at her and Brooke felt her own heart flutter, choosing to ignore it, she kinked her eyebrow playfully
"I thought we agreed that it was both our faults?" Lucas chuckled
"OK, you got me, how about I buy you a coffee to say sorry and you buy me one to say sorry?"
"That would be a good plan but I just had coffee" Lucas sighed, he had no idea why he was so eager to spend more time with her, if it was any other woman he would have given up by now but there was something different about Brooke
"How about ice cream?"
"Ice cream?"
"Yeah, I know this great place down on the pier" he talked as if she even knew that Tree Hill had a pier but she liked that he would think she was a local, although she would soon learn that anyone who had been in Tree Hill more than a day would know they had a pier.
"I dunno" Brooke Davis was always one to play hard to get even if she was dying to have ice cream with this man
"C'mon, you owe me, you did kinda run into me"
"Oh so now it's my fault?"
"Yep"
"Fine if that's the way you wanna play it, lets go" Lucas smiled from ear to ear and it took all of Brooke strength not to smile back in the same way, she turned her back on him and started walking, hoping it was the right way to the pier.
Picking up his ball from where it had landed not far from his feet Lucas jogged after Brooke until they both fell into step together.
"Do you go around all day with that thing just hoping to find someone not paying attention so they will buy you coffee and ice cream?" Brooke asked, signalling to the ball and Lucas laughed
"Pretty much"
"Well too bad mister, your buying today, my fault or not" Lucas laughed again and as Brooke triumphantly stole the ball from his hand both of them marvelled at how incredibly comfortable they already felt around each other.
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