Full Summery: Brooke decides that her life just isn't the same with out her parents. She wishes that she had a family to call her own instead of moving from one house to another. Little does she know that she'll get her wish. Except, it's not the family she expect it to be. Especially when she has to re-do her entire high school career with an obnoxious twin brother, an overbearing mother, two trouble some older brothers, a kid brother whose not right in the head, and a sissy dad. Did I mention Brooke's the only girl out of five kids? Brooke's just glad she has friends to back her up. Or so she thinks.

Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill or Malcolm in the Middle. You really think I'd be writing fanfics if I did?

Brooke's Stuck in the Middle

prologue

Brooke sat in her room, staring out into the star lit sky. Well, technically it wasn't even her room really. Once again Brooke Davis was sharing a room with one of her generous friends whom allowed her to stay at their home. Once again Brooke had to pack up her bags and move in with someone else. This time she was living with her friend Rachael. True, at first the two couldn't stand each other and they tried to get under each other's skins. Now it's kind of ironic that they're best friends living with each other. Still, Brooke couldn't help but wonder about the other side of the coin.

At the moment, Rachael was out of the house, probably out having fun or something like that. As Brooke pondered the meaning of her live, her eyes caught a glimpse of a falling star. It's blue trail of dust flew across the sky dazzling her senses. How beautiful it was as it flew through the night. And like any one else looking at it this quiet night, Brooke made a wish. It was just a simple, life long wish. One she wanted possibly more than anything in the world. Although, Broke knew she shouldn't get her hopes up. I mean, shoot stars don't really grant wishes. If that was true, Brooke wouldn't need to make her wish now would she?

As the star fell across the skies, Brooke closed her eyes and wished, "I wish I could've grown up knowing what it was like to have a family." That was her wish. It had been her sole wish for as long as she could remember. To have a family. She didn't care how dysfunctional or poor the family was. All she cared was that they were there. All she wanted was for a family that would care about her and bee with her through life. Brothers, sisters, a mother and father. Those were what she wanted. That was all.

Sighing to herself, Brooke curled into her bed, the one that was across Rachael's in the big fancy room. Brushing back her long brown locks, Brooke pulled the covers over her to warm herself in the cold night. Turning out the lamb on "her" bedside table, Brooke went off to the world of sleep and dreams. But, oh if only she knew that fate was watching. That the shooting star she so long fully wish on was no ordinary star. It real shooting star. One that gave off a bright blue glow upon Brooke's desire. This glow filled the sky and a wave of blue light spread over the town. It flew passed the school, the cafe, the club, and finally Rachael's house. Oh how little Brooke new about being careful about making wishes. As the street went quiet, a mini van pulled into the driveway and a disgruntled woman climbed out, cursing at the world.

The next morning Brooke woke up to the sound of running water and the blinding light from the morning sun. Taking in a deep breath, the dark haired girl slowly climbed out of bed and waddled her way towards the bath room across the hall. While rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Brooke fumbled for her toothbrush, which was stuck between five other ones. "Odd. Leave it to Rachael to bring home a bunch of guys that'll bring their own toothbrush." Brooke said to herself. Putting some toothpaste on the tiny brush, Brooke jammed the stick into her mouth and started brushing away while she walked out of the room.

Returning to the room she shared with Rachael, Brooke walked over to the closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and a simple black t-shirt. Normally Brooke would take longer to look fashionable, but not today. Today she felt a simple black attire would do. That and the fact that she was too tired to notice some of the clothing in the closet to be male clothes. Not to mention some of the things in the room were manly and geeky. Finally finding a tight t-shirt and blue jeans, Brooke tossed them on her shoulder and walked back into the bathroom.

Throwing her clothing onto the floor, Brooke spat in the sink and wiped it away with faucet water. Turning off the sink, Brooke stared at the shower. Then the clock in her room from across the hall. "Ok Rachael, I think you've been in the shower for long enough," she said as she pulled back the shower curtain. If only it was Rachael behind those curtains. Instead Brooke found a guy about fifteen with curly brown hair and blue eyes. Oh yeah, and he was naked and wet.

"Hey!" He shouted, covering himself, "Brooke, do you mind?!" Brooke, in return, just ran out the room screaming. Once in the room, Brooke shut the door and locked it, pressing herself against the door. Her eyes were wide with shock and confusion. Brooke knew Rachael liked to bring home boys, but she'd never thought Rachael would bring home younger men. That was just weird. Hell, that's even illegal in some states.

That was when Brooke noticed her surroundings. She was still in Rachael's room, only, it didn't look like Rachael's room per say. The walls were painted a pale yellow and they were covered in posters of football stars and pop idols. There were two beds in the room. To the right was the bed Brooke had slept in the night before, only it had white covers with roses as designs. To the left was Rachael's bed. Well, what Brooke thought was Rachael's bed. This one was the same type of bed as Brooke's only the comforters weren't the dark beige they had been the night before. Now they were a navy color with a basketball design to them. Not only that, but above the headboard hung six triangular flags of various football teams.

Walking into the closet, Brooke discovered that it was divided into two main sections. On the right were all of her clothes while on the left were all boys clothes. In fact the whole room looked like it had been divided so that everything on the left was for a boy and the right side was made for a girl. Brooke ran over to the window and looked outside to discover she was still in the same street she was on last night. Now she freaking out.

"Ok, think Brooke, You're in Rachael's house, but nothing's the same. There's this guy in the bathroom who's obviously somewhere between fifteen or fourteen and somehow he knew your name."

"Of course he knows your name." a new voice said, catching Brooke's attention. Spinning around, Brooke found a girl with red hair in a white tang-top and blue jeans sitting on the blue colored bed.

"Rachael? Thank god where were you?" Brooke asked as she walked over to the other girl. However, just as she as about to hug Rachael, Brooke fell right through her. Bug eyed, Brooked jumped up and stared at her friend. "Holy…..How the hell….what…huh?…"

"Calm down Brooke before you give yourself a heart attack." Rachael said casually like having someone walk through you meant nothing.

"Calm down? Rachael I just went right through you like you were a…a…"

"Ghost?"

"Yeah. What's going on? How come nothing looks the same? And who the hell was that kid?"

"Oh Malcolm? That's easy. He's your twin brother."

"M-my…Brother?" It must have been the shock of the morning or Brooke was completely overwhelmed with information. Either way, the next thing Rachael knew, Brooke was passed out on the floor.

Sloth: I hope you enjoy it. I know, this might never have been done before, and I hope it's good. Stay tune for more hilarious chapters of Brooke's Stuck in the Middle.