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Brooklyn glanced over her shoulder as Harry drove away from her house and sighed. She made her way up to her house and paused when Brandon opened the door and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Hi," Brooklyn said.

"Hi," Brandon said lowly. "Who was that?"

"Um, Sasha," Brooklyn lied. "I stayed round her house last night, remember?"

"That's not her car," Brandon frowned.

"No? Oh... um, not it's not," Brooklyn said. "It's... her brother's car. Her's was getting serviced."

"Sasha has a brother?" Brandon questioned.

"Er, yeah," Brooklyn nodded. "He travels a lot so he's rarely home."

"What's he called?"

"Why are you so curious?" Brooklyn wondered and arched an eyebrow. "Somebody interested?" She teased.

Brandon gave Brooklyn a cold look and she laughed, walking past him and into the house. "What's his name?"

"You don't believe me," Brooklyn said and narrowed her eyes. "Why would lie to you, B?" Brooklyn made her way up the stairs and frowned to her self. She lied so easily. She didn't feel guilty.