~Brooklyn's POV~
the sound of trucks parking nearby filled my ears, a calmer of voices accompanying it. I close my laptop, placing it aside and crawling off my bed. I walk over to my window and peer down towards the front of the neighbouring house. I see a moving truck parked out the front of the house and a black BMW in the driveway along with a red Cadillac. why is there a Cadillac?
an elderly couple used to live there back when I was about 7, they were friendly and we walked to them, well mum and dad did. the sadly passed away after knowing them for a while, mum had become very close to them. no one has lived in that house for about 10 years, it's old and dusty.
there is a room directly opposite mine, it creeps me out. no one ever entered that room, ever at all. the old-fashioned wall paper is peeling off the walls, the hard wood floor with stans of dark red. the mirror on the vanity was cracked and mould was growing in the window. the room gives me the creeps, there is a vanity but no bed, and the red stains are quite possibly blood.
I turn around and walk out of my room, I know Brayden is in the longe. I walk into the lounge and sit next to Brayden on the couch, he's watching something on the TV. "people are moving in next door" I casually bring up a conversation
"no one has lived there in years" he replies
"we should greet them" I suggest
"no, we should wait for our parents first"
"but it's polite to greet neighbours"
"they could be dangerous Brook, we can greet them tomorrow with mu and dad"
"I have rock band tomorrow"
"Wednesday?"
"blues"
"Thursday i train so Friday?"
"VJ"
"then the weekend"
"Okay, bye now" I stand up and walk back up into my room. I climb onto my bed and open up my laptop. I hear a muffled voice from outside, I look toward my window to see into the bedroom next door. there was a couple, they look to be in mid-forties and a boy who looks around my age, maybe a bit older. his long chocolate brown hair flipped to one side, his gold eyes on his parents, his pink lips moving. he looks about 6 foot, he's fairly built with tan skin and sharp jawline. his black sleeveless shit showing off the muscles in his arms as he places his hands behind his head.
Brooklyn! snap out of this!
I avert my eyes from the boy in the room across from mine and log into my laptop to continue my homework.
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"text how it went"
"I will, bye" I give Rani a quick hug before heading towards the music building. I walk into the into the music suit and drop my bag, people were already playing stuff. I look to see James on drums and a guy on guitar, it's one of the year 9s I think.
"Brook, your go" James holds the drumsticks out to me
"I haven't played in a while but okay" I take the stick and sit down on the stool.
"I'm Eli" the guy holding gitar introduces himself
"I'm Liam" the other year 9 that just walked in introduces himself
"I'm Brooklyn," I say with a smile
"do you know afterlife?" Eli asks i nod, next thing I know we're playing 'Afterlife' with James and Liam singing. during the time of the song, two others and Mr. hards walked in, I could only tell Mr hards.
"I think we've been replaced James" that deep and husky voice from yesterday is back. I look over to the owner of the voice, it can't be. he's the guy I saw yesterday in that room, no way.
"she's the vocalist, I'm still on drums" James defends
"Maybe we should trade places, I like drums" I state
"you should have auditioned on drums" Mr Hards states
"I did in year nine, I got in but I chose blues instead seeing as we're only supposed to be in one but I'm in both now" I explain with a shrug at the end.
"I'm taking my spot back now" James states, I give him back the sticks and walk away from the drum kit.
"This is Josh and Ashton, I'm guessing the others have already introduced yourselves and this is Brooklyn, as you heard from James" Mr Hards introduces us. Josh is on piano and Ashton is the attractive voice and neighbour that plays the guitar.
"hang on, we all had to audition, shouldn't w at least see how she sounds?" -Ashton says with a sly smirk, wanna play this way? okay.
"Okay, what song?" I ask they huddle together, all their words sounding like mumbles in my ears.
"Havana" Liam announces as they resume to their original positions
"okay" (this is how I hear her)
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana
There's somethin' 'bout his manners
Havana, ooh na-naHe didn't walk up with that "how you doin'?"
He said there's a lot of girls I can do with
I'm doin' forever in a minute
And papa says he got milo in him
He got me feelin' likeOoh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin' like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-naHavana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na gettin' mula, man they feel meHavana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
"where have I heard your voice before?" Eli questions, Josh pulls out his phone and plays a video, a video of me singing the Blues band.
"your that voice" Ashton states the obvious, my secret is out to them, well it's not really a secret.
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so yea, Ashton is that mysterious neighbour of hers, what could possibly happen? well, a lot.
hope you enjoyed this.
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AJxx
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Just A Voice
Novela JuvenilBrooklyn Blackwell, a 17-year-old girl in grade twelve. she has a twin brother, Brayden, they are complete opposites. Brooklyn is quiet, shy, respectful, preserved, loves music, singing particularly and play drums and piano. she concentrates on scho...
