Let the drama start ;)...

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Haley was not very happy that it was Monday again, which meant that Nathan would be gone for another five days. This week her pupils had to look into different jobs to find out what they wanted to be one day: a teacher, an actress, a lawyer, a doctor…?

Joshua went with Nathan to the NBA. Some went to court, doctors or even church. But as usual there was one girl in the class who had not picked any job: Phoebe.

Today Haley thought that she should definitely talk to Phoebe for a long time. She really liked her but Phoebe was like a mystery to her and she could not get through to that girl. Haley had talked to the principal about Phoebe's age and was surprised that he knew that Phoebe was eleven. He had told her that Phoebe only lived with her father and that she had skipped some classes because of her high IQ. And he was very proud to have such a girl in his school. He even thought of letting her skip another class if she would continue having A's in every subject.

Haley didn't think that this was the right choice. Although she realized that Phoebe was very intelligent, she was concerned that her emotional stability lacked under it. Normally an eleven-year-old one would not kiss a 14 year old or was the head of a whole cheerleading team as the youngest. Haley talked to some friends of Phoebe and realized that all of them did not know her real age and liked her very much.

"She is just a sweetie.", some boys even blushed when they talked about her. Haley decided not to tell them the truth about Phoebe's age. She knew that there was a reason why Phoebe had decided to hide her age.

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A little later Phoebe was sitting in front of Haley and looked into her eyes. She looked a bit better after a week at home but anyone could tell that she still didn't feel great. "Are you feeling better?", Haley always tried to stay calm at first and smiled when Phoebe just nodded but did not say anything.

"I know we had a rough start. I don't accept it how you treat all the teachers. It is not okay to call me midget...", she sounded strictly but caring in the mean time.

"But...", Phoebe tried to protest but realized that she didn't have a chance.

"It is not okay to come into class whenever you want and it is definitely not okay to lie. And of course it is not okay not to choose a job fort his week.", Haley stayed calm and did not yell at the young girl but could see that Phoebe understood the message.

Phoebe tried to answer and defend herself but was interrupted again: "Listen Phoebe, I am not your enemy and I want what is best for you. You are a very bright girl and I am very proud of you that you skipped classes. Normally you do not have a job week at eleven but you are a freshman and therefore I helped you a bit and chose a job for you. Since I have seen your sketches and what you wrote in that magazines, you will work at Clothes over Bros with my friend Brooke Davis. I think you know her and you get into big troubles if you misbehave. She is a nice woman and she agreed showing you everything.", Haley smiled softly at Phoebe and could not understand her shocked face.

Phoebe widened her eyes in shock; that was the least she wanted right now. "What? But I don't want to be a stupid fashion designer. I am far too intelligent to waste my time with this.", she protested and crossed her arms in front of her because somehow she knew that Haley would win this argument. Haley had to suppress a laugh because that girl in front of her reminded her a little of her own daughter and definitely did not look like a freshman.

Suddenly the door opened and Jamie looked into the class: "Sorry mum, but we really have to go. Dad's game starts in a minute.", he said and when he saw Phoebe he added: "Oh, hi Phoebe!".

Phoebe looked stunned at him, "Hey.", she answered and blushed a little.

"Okay, give me a minute." Jamie nodded and closed the door again.

"So, you start today at 3am.", Haley squeezed Phoebe's hand but she took it back immediately and went out of the class like a fury "Fine, but I don't have to like it."

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"How come you know Phoebe Ferguson?", Haley asked his son confused a little later. "Everybody knows her mom. She's the new head of the cheerleaders and dates that idiot Joshua."

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Brooke spoke to Haley's answering machine: "Hey Haley, it's Brooke. She did not come today." It was 9pm and Brooke was still at the store. She was really excited to work with Phoebe for a week. Of course she knew that it would not been easy but Brooke could not get that little girl out of her mind and was amazed by her sketches. Moreover she would be the perfect model for her new fashion line: Young, pretty and strong-minded. Of course she did not tell Haley anything of that idea.

It was dark and Brooke decided to go home now. Julian was waiting for her and she was definitely in the mood to cuddle a bit. She was always enjoying an evening with her husband and smiled at the thought of having his arms around her.

"This is my life. This is what I've always wished for.", she whispered to herself and looked into her store for a while. She loved designing clothes, she loved being back in Tree Hill and having all her friends around her. She turned around to go outside but suddenly the door opened and a man with a black mask came through the door and pushed her to the ground merciless.

"So this is Brooke Davis? The famous and pretty face? Wonder how you handle this?", he stood above her and without hesitation he hit her in the face and broke her nose instantly. Brooke had no time to react and blood was rising down. She could not believe what was happening, everything went so fast. Only a small scream escaped her lung and she held up her hands to protect herself. The pain was unbearable and she tried to defend herself against him but he acted without mercy.

The man didn't stop hitting her. She felt every bone in her body crack and he didn't even stop when she begged him "Please. Stop.", she could taste her own blood in her mouth and wondered whether she would come out alive. Who the hell was that? Why didn't he just take the money?

"Well, I guess you're not a virgin. But I like all women.", he looked down at Brooke whose face was red from her own blood. Her lip was split open and he knew that he would leave her totally bruised. But that was what he wanted.

He tried to unbutton her blouse while he was sitting on her stomach, so that she was totally helpless. She felt so weak and tried to defend herself but she felt very dizzy because of all her pain. "Nooooo.", she screamed but he put his hand on her mouth.

"No one can hear you bitch.", he said to her and continued opening her blouse.

Suddenly they heard a female voice behind them and the attacker turned around in shock: "Stop it you bastard. I...I...called 911, so you better get your fat ass out of the store. Leave her alone!"

The attacker looked up and let go of Brooke and smiled at the other woman. Brooke felt released for a moment but couldn't stand up due to all her pain, so she just lied there in her own blood and heard a short scream of the other woman when the attacker looked at her and went a step forward. Of course she wanted to help the other woman but somehow she did not manage to stand up and all she could do was listening to her screams.

The man did not leave the shop but put his whole attention to the other woman. At first he hit her in the face so that her head fell backwards and blood came out of her small nose as well. He laughed at her and lifted her easily up with his hands and screamed into her face: "I guess I even have more fun with you?"

The woman spit into his face and was thrown down immediately to the ground and slapped, kicked and choked. There was no escape for her and although she fought with all her strength, he was way bigger and definitely stronger. She lay on the ground with her head to the floor and could not move any more. Everything hurt like hell and there was no energy left in her body. But he went forward again and took her into his arms and threw her over the desk. With a loud crack she landed on her arm and screamed in pain.

Brooke tried to get up but whenever she managed to stay, she fell to the floor again and held her head in pain. She could see how the attacker jumped over the desk and sat down on the other woman's stomach.

"Well, I guess you're still a virgin.", he said and took off her trousers forcefully. She tried to defend herself but he was now sitting on her stomach and was very heavy.

"Get off of me!", she panicked and the tears streamed down her face. She could not believe what he was going to do to her. He was about tot take off his own jeans. "Nooooooo.", she screamed again.

Fortunately he heard the siren and left the shop before he could harm the woman more.

He ran out of the store and hoped to get away. Immediately the woman ran to the door in pain and closed it while shivering hard. She tried not to cry but couldn't help it. Everything hurt and her arm was in a weird position and her asthma didn't make it easier on her. Then she heard Brooke crying and immediately ran to her and sat down besides her. She could see that Brooke was loosing consciousness: "Don't...cry. Every..thing is...go..ing to be all right. I...I...can you tell me where a phone is? Then I...I'll really call the police." Of course she had lied that she had called the police because there had not been time to do so.

Brooke couldn't open her eyes and felt so dizzy and could not see the woman, "No...please. Don't call it. The press will..."

"But...but here is a lot of blood and..." Brooke took the hand of the woman, "Please don't. Call my husband. Jul…ian…Baker."

She didn't know what to do but looked into Brooke's purse and searched for her mobile. "Hello? Are...you Brooke Davis...husband? Well...ouch...well...she was robbed in her store...and...I don't know what to do...she...she looks bad. There is blood everywhere and I shall not call the police."

"What?" Julian asked afraid and immediately ran to his car.

"I am coming. Stay with her."

"Thanks." Brooke managed to say and tried to focus but couldn't. It didn't take long that Julian opened the door and Brooke was taken to the hospital. She had blacked out a few times. He was shocked to see his wife in such a condition. He could not believe that any person was capable of hitting someone like this.

Julian wondered where the other woman was, because when he had arrived at the store, it had only been Brooke there. But right now he had no time to concentrate on that thought. He could only think of his wife and he hoped that everything would be all right.

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