Brooklyn 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 school and has once close friend, Rani Shaul. Brayden is loud, outgoing, cocky, out their, he also loves music and plays the guitar but don't really do much. he concentrated more on sports the academics, he is one of the popular football players with lots of friend, Isaac Thompson and Chance Campbell. Brayden is dating 'the hottest girl in school' Charity William. Brooklyn is known throughout the school as the girl with the beautiful voice, in nearly every ensemble with vocals in it. in Music week when she was in grade 10, she was the only drummer in school, well she thought. a boy in year 8, James Mitchell, he plays the drums and wanted to see how good Brooklyn really was. the two share a friendship like none other. besides the teachers, Rani and Brayden, he is the only one that knows that she is the voice and still knows her as her.
the one ensemble she wasn't in that involved vocals, was the Rock band. the female vocalist left but it just wasn't the same, James suggests Brooklyn, of course, she accepts. the guitars in the band is also known as the schools 'bad boy' and her neighbour. with him now know her existence, thing change entirely.
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"You are pretty dumb for a dork," I laugh as Justin hangs his head down in defeat, "Let me show you" I fiddle around with the displaced parts until it clicks together and the record player starts playing again, "See it's supposed to do that!"
"You are pretty smart for a slut." He says back with a laugh but, I can see on his face he instantly regrets it. My mouth is hanging open, in complete shock, when he continues "I'm sorry I didn't mean it-"
"No, stop," I say with a slight laugh and then for some reason it grows to a full-blown fit of laughter, "No. one. has. ever. called. me. that. to. My. face" I manage to get out through my small, continuing fits of laughter.
"You aren't mad at me?"
"No, it's not like that an unknown fact," I saw with a smile, "I'm actually surprised you had the balls to say it."
"I don't think you are a slut," He says, his cheeks getting a little flushed.
In my most breathy, husky voice, I answer, "are you sure, Justin? I know you have thought about the things I would let you do to me if I would just get naked in front of you." As I start to pull off the sweater that is covering the small tank top that's under it. His face flushes a deeper color of red and I can't help but, giggle a little. "Don't worry Justin, I won't get naked unless you ask."
Justin and Blythe are basically polar opposites from each other but, because of one class, they find themselves having to learn everything they can about each other. Where will this story take them? Will they become friends or enemies? Will they pass the class and the ultimate test? Continue on reading to find out!