The quiet one with the freaky sister...
Brooke tends to leap into danger with a grin on her face, and not thinking about it, she loves to make people laugh and is usually a happy person, though she'll hold onto painful memories and have revenge on whoever caused that painful memory. She holds onto things forever and never forgets. She usually is quiet around large groups of people though, and doesn't like to draw attention to herself.
Brooke rarely carries much other then her red Chocolate cell phone, a balisong (butterfly knife), and her sketch book, along with some pencils and pencil sharpeners.
Brooke grew up in Berlin, Germany with her mother, father, twin sister, and older brother.
Brooke had always been the obidient one- Not breaking the rules, she enjoyed doing what her parents told her.
Seven year old Brooke.
One night she and her twin sister Maria went downstairs to get a drink of water, he sister kept whispering to her that something was wrong- Very wrong, Brooke knew her sister was very.... Odd, she could feel things that no one else could.
As soon as Brooke and Mari had hit the bottom stairs they knew why Mari had felt something wrong- Their mother was on the floor... Dead. Their father standing over her with a pistol pressed to his head... He'd killed their mother... And their brother. Why hadn't they heard the shots? No one knows. No one had heard anything.
Brooke had been scarred for life... Why had her father left her and her sister alive? This question nags at her constantly. Brooke moved in with her aunt and uncle shortly after that, they lived the most normal life that they could after that. Though Brooke became a little bit more of a rebel after that, sneaking out and going to parites- That sort of thing.