The last bell

Chapter 4

Chapter 4
"You were at the library a long time" Was the first thing my mother said to me when I got home, not it's good to see you alive, not I'm proud of you, just a what is wrong with you.
"I know, mother" I hope that wasn't rude
"Were you with Drew?"
"Yes" he was there for some of the time, that wasn't a complete lie. I know Teacher would have told me to tell the complete truth but I knew Mother wouldn't approve of me walking home alone even though nothing would have happened thanks to School.
"I think you read to much" she blurted out, i had been expecting it though
"I'm sorry Mother" and I walked away, she didn't chase me, she just let me go.
A couple minutes after sitting in my room with the door closed i heard a soft knock at the door, and knew that it had to be my little brother, Brett. Brett was in 6th grade and adorable. I loved him so much, he always understood when I was upset and we could talk about anything.
"You can come in Brett" He was always so polite, a good child like I had been. Had? I still was good, or I tried at least and that counted for something-right?
Brett came in the room with silent steps and sat down on the other end of my bed with me.
"Hi" he said, as if testing to see if I really wanted to talk to him, ever since he started the first day of 6th grade and his Teacher told him friends weren't aloud, his loud, energetic self disappeared and the boy who appeared, was quiet and wouldn't look higher than your shoes. I felt bad, he lost all his confidence in trying to become School's idea of perfection.
"Hey, how was your first day of Crying Break?" i joke, using the kid slang for break
"Good, no tears yet" he glared at me, seeming to not appreciating my joke, but i wasn't sure
"What did you do?" I ask, really wanting to have a not awkward conversation with my brother
"Watched the Play Offs like required," As he said this, his tone put a ad taste in my mouth, like he wasn't happy about it. "Then I visited the Music store" While I read, to drown out my feelings, Brett tended to listen to music. He told me that his music was like life, the play list would go on and on, and if you listen to parts it is unique, but if you listen to as a whole, it was just a lot of unique repeated.
I nodded at his normal response. He spent as much time in the Music Store as I spent in the Library. I loved him to death, but my parents always seemed disappointed in us. I always tried to keep his spirits high, but that was getting harder and harder by the day.
"I wanted to tell you," He scrached the back of his neck and wouldn't look at me. "You have to survive for me, you can't die"
A drop of water fell down his face. I brushed it away with my thumb, and wrapped him in a tight hug.
"I will never leave you. I promise that I will never, ever leave" I said, and I could feel him nod against my shoulder.
He let go of me and headed for the door. He stopped at the door way and turned his head my way, though his eyes still faced the ground. "You were really brave today. I want to be brave like you."
And he hurried away before I could respond. I was glad he looked up to me. That meant alot, and just one more reason why my class had to win.
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A/N sorry the chapter is so short! I know its a filler, but I wanted to introduce Brett. Opinions on Brett?