RP for wear_ahalo ((TTS verse))
Brooke was still in love with her new house. It was big and spacious and every inch of it was just beautiful. There were a few things that could use her decorative touch, but overall, it was beyond nice. And right on the water, with that little wooden deck with it's little wooden beach chairs, and oh. There was just so much about it she was crazy for. And it was hers. All hers. And, well, Peyton's too. It belonged to her best friend and kind of love interest (maybe? possibly? totally...) too, since she lived there, and had her own room and everything.
But the return to Tree Hill had been less restful leaving little room for all the excitement she was feeling. First, there was Victoria on the warpath and trying every second to either convince or coerce Brooke into returning to New York which just wasn't happening. Then there was the stuff with Peyton who was unemployed after leaving her job in Los Angeles to come home. The record label was shaping up, and Brooke had every confidence that Peyton was going to do amazing things with it, and with her investment. But it was still going to take time. Just like Nathan's recovery, which kept him pretty busy along with her other best friend, Haley who had to juggle son, crippled husband, and new teaching job. Brooke envied their little family, and what they had. But she so did not envy the responsibilities that came along with it.
Luckily for her though, she had managed to score a lunch date with the ever elusive Haley James Scott, which was equally a chance to catch up as well as show off her new place. She was so excited for Haley to see it. They had both moved up so much in the world from the days they'd been living with other people and then sharing that little apartment. Coming from her office at the failed Clothes Over Bros store in Tree Hill, she met Haley as they were both coming up the walk. Squeeing just a bit, she ran up to her, heels clacking away on the concrete as she consumed her with a hug before slipping her arm through Haley's, effectively linking them by the elbow.
“So, Teacher Girl, do I ever have the best lunch date planned.” She said excitedly as they made their way up to her front door. “First, a full service tour of Casa de Brooke and Peyton. Then? Catered lunch from that really fabulous seafood place just down the shore from us. After that? I'm thinking you need to be introduced to Peyton and I's newest ritual, which includes a glass of wine and a great view.” Brooke almost squeed again in excitement, but she refrained so she could keep from overwhelming her overworked friend. “How's that sound?” She asked, smiling hard as she pushed open her front door, letting Haley into her new home.
But the return to Tree Hill had been less restful leaving little room for all the excitement she was feeling. First, there was Victoria on the warpath and trying every second to either convince or coerce Brooke into returning to New York which just wasn't happening. Then there was the stuff with Peyton who was unemployed after leaving her job in Los Angeles to come home. The record label was shaping up, and Brooke had every confidence that Peyton was going to do amazing things with it, and with her investment. But it was still going to take time. Just like Nathan's recovery, which kept him pretty busy along with her other best friend, Haley who had to juggle son, crippled husband, and new teaching job. Brooke envied their little family, and what they had. But she so did not envy the responsibilities that came along with it.
Luckily for her though, she had managed to score a lunch date with the ever elusive Haley James Scott, which was equally a chance to catch up as well as show off her new place. She was so excited for Haley to see it. They had both moved up so much in the world from the days they'd been living with other people and then sharing that little apartment. Coming from her office at the failed Clothes Over Bros store in Tree Hill, she met Haley as they were both coming up the walk. Squeeing just a bit, she ran up to her, heels clacking away on the concrete as she consumed her with a hug before slipping her arm through Haley's, effectively linking them by the elbow.
“So, Teacher Girl, do I ever have the best lunch date planned.” She said excitedly as they made their way up to her front door. “First, a full service tour of Casa de Brooke and Peyton. Then? Catered lunch from that really fabulous seafood place just down the shore from us. After that? I'm thinking you need to be introduced to Peyton and I's newest ritual, which includes a glass of wine and a great view.” Brooke almost squeed again in excitement, but she refrained so she could keep from overwhelming her overworked friend. “How's that sound?” She asked, smiling hard as she pushed open her front door, letting Haley into her new home.