We're Different

Chapter 4

 I heard a loud noise coming from downstairs, sounding almost like something being smashed. Bree had gone down to talk to Mr. Davenport about career day, and since she was down in the Lab, she probably didn't hear it. I rushed downstairs, deciding to investigate the noise myself. When I went downstairs, I was greeted with the sight of a shocked, saddened looking Marcus, and an equally shocked Leo, holding a smashed guitar.

Marcus' smashed guitar.

"What is wrong with you?" Marcus yelled, on the verge of tears, as I entered the room, along with Adam and Chase.

"No! He... not... uh... ohh..." Leo stuttered. I stared at him, shocked at what he had just done. I hadn't known Leo for too long, but I knew that he would never do something like this.

Unless, of course, he was jealous of Marcus slowly working his way into our lives as a friend. He must think of Marcus as some sort of replacement for him. Otherwise he wouldn't do what he had just done...

...right?

"Leo, why would you break his guitar?" Chase asked, putting emphasis on 'break' and 'guitar.'

"No. No, no, no. That's what he wants you to think," Leo accused. "He broke it and gave it to me. He's the breaker and I'm the breakee!"

"That's crazy!" Marcus cried. "Why would I break my own guitar?"

"Look, Leo," Chase sighed. "I would like to believe you... I really would. But you do break things a lot."

"That's not true. I mean, yes, that's true, but not this time!"

Adam came forward and placed a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Leo, this reminds me of a boy named 'Wolf.' Who cried a lot." I face palmed at Adam's stupid memory of these fairy tales. "And after that, his friends never believed him. And then, his grandmother ate him."

"Oh come on!" I cried, bringing my hand out of my head. "That's not even close Adam!"

"Fine," Leo sighed. "But this goes deeper than a broken guitar. I will prove my innocence and show you he's up to no good. I'm gonna go all C.S.I. on this one." He flailed his arms around in an odd way, then walked away. I looked at Marcus and sighed.

"I apologize for Leo's craziness. He's a good kid, he just... goes a bit crazy sometimes, you know?"

Marcus nodded, still upset. I placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Everything's gonna be alright," I smiled. Marcus sighed.

"No, it's not. Chase, Adam, and I are supposed to play at Career Day tomorrow, and now I don't have a guitar now."

I sighed.

"I can talk to Mr. Davenport. Maybe, since you admire him for some reason, he'll let you borrow a guitar."

"He owns a guitar."

"He owns way too many guitars. Seriously, he needs a hobby."

Marcus chuckled, then spoke.

"Thanks, Skai. You're amazing."

"No problem," I smiled.

Before I could react, he pulled me into a brief hug. I hugged back, and as soon as he felt that, he walked over and grabbed his bags. With a brief wave, he walked out the door and went home. I glanced at Adam and Chase, then walked up to my room. I collapsed into a chair and began reading a book.