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Brooklyn rolled her eyes at her locker and made her way down the hall, away from the music hall. She happened across Marcus on her journey and smiled at him. "There's my best friend." She said, giving him a great big hug. "How's Jonny?" She asked him as she walked along beside him, her arm hooked around his.
"Not coping with being 'human'," Marcus admitted. "He gave up and decided to go back home." Marcus paused for Brooklyn's reaction but she only shrugged.
"It was hard for me too," she recalled. "It's not easy, you're all so different and you all hate each other." She then sighed and then smiled. "I should probably go back to music." She gave a funny face and rolled her eyes before waving and walking off.
"Brooklyn," Marcus stopped her. "How do you do it? You get kidnapped and your boyfriend gets killed, how do you..."
"What?" Brooklyn interrupted. "What do you mean 'my boyfriend got killed'?" She paraphrased, her eyes filled with disbelieve and hurt, Marcus was never one for jokes, especially ones of this cruelty.
"I thought you knew, Andrew and Michael were killed." Marcus instantly ran up to Brooklyn and hugged her.
"No, no!" Brooklyn screamed at him and pushed him away, her eyes welling up with tears. "He's not dead!" She ran away from him at that moment, her scream earning her attention from a few classrooms. She burst out from the school and ran for Andrew's house, she banged her hand on the door and cried out for Ashley and Andrew. She kicked at the door and rapped the windows as well. She stepped down from the porch and realised what Marcus said was true, otherwise, she'd have had a reply by now, she'd have seen him at school or he'd have answered the door. She dropped down onto her knees and began to cry, she'd never spent anytime with him, they couldn't even have been considered as going out.