13. Musical Library

                                    

                                          
JUSTIN'S POV
                          
I don't know what it was but Brooklyn seemed a little... off today, I guess. She looked like she hadn't had a good sleep and her eyes look like she'd been crying, I don't know why, I mean when I left her the other night she was fine, So what's up with her now? I dont know and im sure I'll find out.
                          
"Hey Brooklyn." I give her a warm smile, she gives me a fake one in return. "Hi Justin.." Her voice was barely a whisper. "Are you ok?" I ask her and she nods her head. "I'm fi- never better, I'm ok." She's lying to me. Why? I've never given her a reason to not trust me, What's so big that she won't tell me? I can see the pain in her eyes, Something's happening that she's not telling me. What I don't get is why she won't tell me? How can I be here for her if she won't let me? "Brooklyn are you sure?" I ask her again and she just nods her head. "Justin I'm fine, just drop it." She sighs and gets up from the lunch table, I get up and follow her. "Justin seriously, I'm fine. Thanks for being worried but you don't need to worry about me." Brooklyn smile and walks towards her next class.
                          
"Hey so you want to do something after school ya know just hang out?" I ask her and she smiles, a genuine one, but then it's replaced by sadness. She shakes her head once again. "I can't I uh have something to do after school..." She turns away from me, not looking me in the eye. Why is Brooklyn lying to me? I don't understand it. I thought she knew she could trust me. "Brooke, you know you can tell me anything right?" I ask her and she nods. For a moment it look like she was going to say something, but she quickly closed her mouth. "I'm just gonna go, thank you Justin for trying to cheer me up. It means a lot to me, it really does." She smiles and kisses my cheek and turns to her class. Something's really not right.
                          
Maybe her sister knew what was up.
                          
I walk over to Bridget, who was talking with Jazzy. "Hey Bieber." Jazzy for who knows why, has always called me 'Bieber' I don't know why, it's been a habit of hers since she was little. I dont get it considering it's her last name too. "Hi lil sis" I say messing up her hair, earning a glare and a slap on the hair. "Anyways what brings you here?" She asks. "Well I was kind hoping to talk to your Bestfriend here about her sister" I say motioning to Bridget. Jazzy nods, "well there's Jake I'll give you too some privacy." She smiles and heads over to this Jake boy. Who I would make sure to have a talk with her about when we got home.
                          
What? I can't help it, it's the older brother in me.
                          
"Hi Justin what brings you here?" She smiles. "Well you're sister has been acting a little funny today, I was hoping you'd tell me if you know what's up.." I trail off and Bridget smile fades and I could tell she was getting uncomfortable, which made me know for sure something was definitely up. I raise an eyebrow waiting for an answer. "Well I don't know, maybe she's like on her period or something." She smiles shyly. Bullshit what were they hiding that they couldn't tell me. "Bridget. I'm not gonna hurt your sister or you. You can trust me with what you need to tell me.," I sigh and she shakes her head.
                          
"It's not my place to tell you. Only Brooklyn's" she shakily sighs. Whatever it was I could tell it was hurting her too. It almost seemed like she was, afraid for her sister. I don't know why, but I'm going to find out. I nod my head and walk towards Jazzy pulling her away from that Jake guy. "What the hell Justin?" She scowls I roll my eyes ignoring my little sisters annoyance.
                          
"There's something weird going on with Bridget and Brooklyn, and well since you're like Bridget's Bestfriend maybe you can get it out of her." I shrug and she nods. "I guess she's been weird today too, but I don't know if can tell you, that's like breaking the Bestfriend code..." She sighs. Looks like I was gonna have to come out of my pocket for this. "What do you want?" I ask her, and she fakes a gasp. "Bieber, you assume I want something in return. Shameful." She shakes her head. I give her a 'are you serious' look. "When have you not wanted so something in return?" I scoff and Jazzy just giggles.