Brooke, a sophomore girl who never got noticed by people in school and at home. Her parents always yelled and got her in trouble. She tried to hide her pain with long sleeves and bracelets. Her brother, Casey, a senor, was the only one who really cared about her. Her life gets worse and worse until she finds out about a band that changes her life.


4. Surprise!!

    >>Casey's P.O.V.<<

    You walk into the house and set your bag down.  "Dad?  Brooke?" you say walking into the living room.  Your dad isn't sitting in his over sized armchair, which he is always sitting in drinking beer.  You keep walking and when you reach the bottom of the stairs, your dad is walking down, tucking his shirt in. 

    "Oh, hey son,"he says,"I didn't hear you come in."

    "Yeah, i just got here,"you say,"It was quiet when I walked in.  You weren't in your chair." 

    "I went to get changed.  The ass is in her room."

    "I didn't ask,"you mumble under your breath walking up the stairs with a plan for Brooke.  Her bedroom door is wide open, her clothes spread out on the floor, and she's curled up in her bed, under the covers. 

   "Sis?" you say.

    "Go away!!" Brooke says sobbing into her pillow.  "What's wrong?"

   "I don't want to talk about it, okay?  Just, just throw me my clothes."

    You toss them to her.  You wonder what was going on.  "I have a plan to make you happy again,"you say changing the subject.  "You do?" Brooke says looking up, with mascara running down her face.  "Yes, here," you say holding out a piece of paper.  


    >>Brooke's P.O.V.<<

    You look at Casey.  "What is it?" you ask. "Just read it," Casey says smiling.  


   "Wha- But- How-?" you don't know what to say.  It's in a month, but I knew it would make you happy."

    "OMG!  Are you serious?  Are joking me?" you ask.  "Nope.  I'm serious.  We are going to this," he says smiling.

    "How did you afford this?  This stuff is pretty expensive."

  "It doesn't matter.  And here," he says handing you a CD with five boys on the cover.  "Oh my gosh!  Casey!  How?"  you ask looking at him.  "Haha!  I already answered, it doesn't matter, Brooke."  You hug him tightly, but then curl back under the covers because of the pain to move.  

    "Thanks again, Casey.  I don't know how to thank you," you say as he walks out the door.  "No need to thank me, just helping family," he says smiling his perfect smile.  His spiked- in - front dirty blonde is the last thing you see as he closes the door.  For a few hours you lay there and think why he would do that.  But, nothing.  You can't think of any reason why he would want to help you.  That night you fall asleep dreaming about the day you meet your life changers.

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