"I don't want to know what would happen if they got their claws into me," Brooklyn admitted and grinned sheepishly. "Am I mean for judging them so quickly?""Not at all," Sasha laughed. "They are bitches, trust me. You don't want to be in that 'clique'.""I'll take your word for it," Brooklyn nodded and looked down at her timetable. "Hey, can you help me find my lesson, since Brandon ditched me?""Course, what have you got?" Sasha wondered and looked at Brooklyn's timetable. "History, I have the same lesson, let's go!" She said happily and turned on her heel and started walking down the busy corridor with Brooklyn.Brooklyn studied Sasha as they walked. She was pretty, with short brown hair and a doll like face. She seemed rather confident and didn't look like she would take shit from anyone. She was nice enough to help the random new girl, that earned her a tick in Brooklyn's books."What's up, bitch?" Sasha said casually as they walked into a half filled classroom. Sasha grinned at

"Bonjour, bonjour! Come in, sit, my lovely children!" Brooklyn turned to look at Sasha with a raised eyebrow when she saw her French teacher. She was 4,11, wrinkly, had greying hair, bright pink glasses and was grinning madly at the passing students. "We call her Mrs Mental," Sasha whispered and Brooklyn stifled a laugh as the girls took a seat towards the back of the classroom. "She's a lovely old dear, but she's as nutty as you can get." Brooklyn chuckled. "I suck at French," she admitted. Sasha grinned. "Welcome to the club. Alice used to be in this class, but she got kicked out." "Why?" Brooklyn wondered and Sasha laughed. "She watched an episode of Friends," Sasha said and smirked. "She thought it would be funny to copy Joey from the episode when he was learning French. Yeah... It didn't go down well with the elderly French teacher who nearly broke down because Alice wouldn't stop. Arguably, it was hilarious, but I don't think Mrs Mental appreciated Alice's hard graft into

Brooklyn frowned when she realised she had been running for a long time and the sky was starting to darken.Her music was blaring as she ran through the woods, so she was completely unprepared when she crashed into a chest."Jesus!" Brooklyn cried in shock and looked up with wide eyes as she stumbled back from the person she had crashed into. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going-" She gasped when her foot caught a branch sticking out of the ground and she squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the ground to swallow her up.Firm hands grabbed Brooklyn's shoulders and her eyes flew opened in fear. She looked up with wide eyes and was met with Harry's vibrant green orbs. "Get off me!" She blurted and tried to step back, but it resulted in her stumbling again.Harry kept a firm grip on Brooklyn and raised his eyebrows when he realised she had gone tense. "Calm yourself," he said and Brooklyn slapped his hands away."Don't touch me!" She said sternly and carefully took a large st

Stacy raised her eyebrows in shock, not expecting Brooklyn to have a backbone. "Who do you think you are, you bitch," Stacy scowled."According to you I'm someone who has been kicked out and is now living with people that hate her," Brooklyn said with a shrug. "But just so you know for future reference, I'm Brooke, it's been lovely to meet you, but you my pizza is more important than you and currently it's going cold." Brooklyn smiled brightly and took a bite of her pizza. "Also, I think Violet wants her seat. So can you move along?"Stacy looked from Brooklyn, who was smiling innocently, to Alice and Sasha who were trying to contain their laughter and she glared at Brooklyn. "Watch your back," Stacy snarled and abruptly stood up. She walked away in a huff and narrowly avoided barging Violet's shoulder who sat down opposite Brooklyn."That was amazing!" Alice whispered and grinned like a Cheshire Cat."Brooke, I haven't known you for that long, but do you mind if I confess my love for

"Ah, good!" Violet smiled when she walked into the room. "Sorry if I'm rushing you, but I'm a little stressed.""It's fine," Brooklyn chuckled and Violet handed her a notepad and pen."Right, out you go and start taking orders!""Yes ma'am," Brooklyn joked and walked out into the busy diner. Violet directed her to a table and Brooklyn smiled brightly when she reached the table."Hi guys, what can I get for you?" Brooklyn asked and proceeded to jot down the orders on the notepad. When she was done she walked over to Violet who told her to hang up the orders in a hatch behind the counter so the chef could read them. Once the chef had cooked the food he would ring the bell and then you'd have to deliver to the food/drink to the correct table."Simple enough," Brooklyn smiled and made her way over to another table, greeting them with a cheery smile. She took their order and then gave the order to the chef who was a middle aged Italian man with a bit of a beer belly, but he seemed lovely.