Authors Note: I dont even know if anyones still reading this but sorry for the delay.

Chapter Three

Brooke Davis had strolled around the Tree Hill Academy grounds for half an hour looking for her sister. She'd tried the younger girl's dorm room first but after receiving no answer had decided to search her out.

She'd checked the library first thinking it would probably be one of the places her literary loving sister would want to check out as soon as possible but saw no sign of her. Then she'd checked the swimming pool and the tennis courts before remembering that Haley had barely eaten all day so the dining hall would most likely have been her twin's destination.

Brooke herself was still reeling from her encounter with her new roommate and starting to miss the familiar streets of Paris, her home so much that by the time she reached the large student dining hall she'd worked herself up into a state.

She scanned the room quickly, her eyes landing on Haley after a moment and striding purposefully over to where the shorter girl was sitting, sat down in the chair next to her.

"Haley – Bob," Brooke spoke before her sister to greet her "I've thought about it and I've decided that we really don't need our inheritance to survive." She declared taking a chip off her sister's nearly empty plate and popping it into her mouth. "Let's just grab our stuff and haul ass to New York City. You can try breaking into the music industry and I'll find a rich old man to swindle millions out of."

"No can do Tigger." Haley grinned patting her sister on the hand affectionately "I have little to know urge to busk on street corners in the hopes of catching someone's eye and you just don't have enough of a nasty streak to con some kindly old gentleman out of his money."

"I never said he had to be kindly." Brooke pouted "Come on Hales, I hate it here! I can already tell my roommate is a grade A bitch burger with a side order of whore and I bet you this month's allowance yours is no better."

"Actually mine isn't anything like that, also she's sitting right there."

Haley pointed across the table and Brooke turned to meet the eyes of her sisters previously unacknowledged dinner companion.

"Oh!" Brooke felt slightly embarrassed to have missed the girls presence "Hello."

"Blair Waldorf," Haley chuckled lightly as she spoke gesturing between her roommate and her twin "Meet my sister, the slightly melodramatic Brooke Davis."

Blair stood and leant over the table offering her hand to Brooke to shake, a gesture the oldest Davis twin gladly accepted.

"It's lovely to meet you Brooke."

"You too Blair." She responded with a grin "You wouldn't happen to be related to Elenore Waldorf by any chance?"

"She's my mother."

Elenore Waldorf was one of Brooke's favourite American fashion designers and one of her style heroes "Well this just sucks," The older twin pouted turning to her sister 'You get to be roommates with the daughter of a fashion goddess, meanwhile I'm stuck with the red-haired harpy from hell!"

Brooke groaned loudly dropping her head into her open hands much to the amusement of her sister and a possible new friend 'Will this day never end?"

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Peyton Sawyer sat a row of tables away from where Blair Waldorf was sitting with the Davis twins with her best friend Dan Humphrey. She watched with a small feeling of jealousy as the boy next to her continued to gaze reverently at the two newest additions to the boarding school, just like he had been doing since he spotted them.

"Dan you've been staring at the new girls for a solid five minutes already." She bumped him lightly with her shoulder to gain his attention "Give it up already!"

'Sorry." Dan glanced between his best friend and the twins before resting his eyes on Peyton after a few seconds 'It's not every day Literary royalty enrols in our school. Do I have to remind you who their father is?"

He really didn't have to, it wasn't like she didn't hear the man's name spoken out of Dan's mouth at least once a day "Richard Davis," she stated with a roll of her eyes "Object of your latent homosexual fantasies, the 20th centuries greatest American writer, blah…blah…blah!"

"You can't blahblahblah when you talk about Richard Davis Peyton, it's just plain wrong."

"Oh my god! Can you even hear the words you're speaking right now?" Peyton scoffed shaking her head "You sound like some freaky, fan boy stalker. You need serious help."

"What's with you today Peyt?" The boy asked confused a little by her attitude "Your bitch meters turned all the way up to ten instead of resting at five like it usually does."

A variation of the truth was in order, because Peyton knew if she told Dan she was feeling jealous of the attention he was bestowing from afar on the daughters of his greatest hero, it may give him certain ideas about her feelings towards him and she really didn't feel like travelling down that long and complicated path just yet.

"I just don't see what's all that special about these girls that's all." She spared a glance in their direction "They're probably just like all the other fake shallow people at this school anyway."

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Tree Hill Academy was Buzzing with the news of the two new students that would now be walking the halls.

Nate Archibald had first heard the news from his disgruntled girlfriend Rachel when she'd been told earlier that day she was getting a new roommate, they'd gotten into a small fight when Nate had asked what the big deal was, but since their relationship mainly consisted of fighting and sleeping together, he wasn't all that worried.

Since then the news had spread like wildfire and everywhere he went he heard students talking about them.

He'd gotten the most information though from listening to Dan Humphrey while he was lined up waiting for his food.

He'd seen the first one when he'd sat down four tables away from where she was eating with Blair Waldorf as her companion. She was pretty and sweet looking with light brown hair and a soft smile; she was just the type of girl his best friend would zone in on.

Fifteen minutes later, the second one entered the dining hall, this one he could tell from her demeanour was the more fiery of the two, she had darker hair than her sister and a face and body most boys dream about, Nate had since found it difficult to drag his eyes off of her.

"Hello flavour of the week" His best friend utters in a voice that's equal parts sleazy and enraptured as he slides into the seat across from him.

"Which one?" He asks merely to start conversation, Chuck Bass had been his best friend since he was five, they'd been sent to the same boarding schools since their education had commenced. Nate knows the boy so well he could pretty much bet all the money in his trust fund on just which girl his friend was eyeing up.

"They're both hot as hell but the one sitting directly across from Waldorf," Nate can hear the interest in his friend's voice.

"I call dibs on her." Chuck continued "She's so perfect and innocent looking it's almost my obligation to corrupt her." His eyes continued to drink the girl in "My patriotic duty."

"You are a deeply disturbed individual Chuck Bass." Nate shakes his head as he laughs, mentally patting himself on the back because he totally called it before Chuck had even sat at the table.

"Do you have any idea who they are?"

"As a matter of fact I do." Nate grinned turning to his friend "They're the Davis twins. Apparently their father is some Pulitzer Prize winning author or something. At least that's what I heard Dan Humphrey saying in line."

"That doesn't give me too much to go on Nathaniel." Chuck rolled his eyes in impatience "I need a first name."

"The one you're planning on wooing is Haley, her sister the darker haired one is Brooke."

"Did I just detect a note of interest in your voice when you said her name Nathaniel?" Chuck's voice took on a teasing lilt and Nate found himself feeling foolishly caught out.

"Don't let Rachel see that you're interested in someone other than her. That bitch would flat out skin you alive."

'Do you have to constantly have to refer to my girlfriend as a bitch?" Nate half-heartedly defended her absent girl "It's not cool."

"I can't help it if you're dating Hell Spawn Nate. I just call her like I see her."

Nate shrugged his shoulders knowing it was useless to try and stop his best friend from shredding on his girlfriend, for reasons unknown to Nate, Chuck had never liked the redhead and Nate doesn't see him changing his mind about her any time soon.

"If you ask me you should be breaking up with her quick smart, especially now that there are far more interesting prospects within reach."

Nate didn't want to admit it, but as he unconsciously looked across to where Brooke Davis was sitting he couldn't help that small part of himself that tended to agree.