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Marcus didn't stop Jonathan from leaving he just called up to him, "I'll send Brooklyn round at lunch," he frowned and then spun around to return to the class then stopped. He looked over his shoulder but Jonathan was already too far away and Marcus couldn't be bothered asking why he had to look after Brooklyn but he didn't. Thinking of Brooklyn, he wondered how she was doing so well after the death of Andrew, she'd always been strong but she didn't even seem phased by his death, did she even know? Marcus had to make sure she knew.

((Sorry, Rawk, not gonna make it easy to make her happy xD don't worry it won't kill him))

Brooklyn performed a song perfectly and the teacher looked impressed but she wasn't going to admit it. "I'm sorry, miss West, I don't accept singers. Anyone can sing." Brooklyn gritted her teeth and grabbed a violin, she performed another song perfectly, then played the piano, then a guitar, then a flute.
"How about now?" Brooklyn asked with a smug smirk. "I can play any instrument you give me." Brooklyn set the flute back down and then left the room. She made her way down the hall and sighed, 'fucking bitch.' She thought to herself as she opened her locker. "I'm a fucking queen, I don't need to be here." She said out loud, but she then felt guilty, she couldn't leave Marcus, Jonathan or Andrew behind, they were to close to her.