The Story of Mute Girl

Chapter 9

Rosie’s P.O.V

I wake up to the world’s most annoying alarm clock ever. I lazily get to the bathroom, brush my teeth, and take a quick shower. Then, I go to my closet looking for something to wear. I finally decide on wearing a white, flowy blouse with a black leather jacket and a black mini skirt with lace leggings. I also wear my high, black boots. I put my long hair in braids and put it to the side. Then, I go to my makeup kit and apply black eyeshadow with eyeliner and mascara. Lastly, I put a quick coat of bright red lipstick.

Today was going to be fun. I found out that Harry and I have the same schedule – well except for one class. He has music, when I have art. I used to have music, but ever since I became mute, I don’t sing anymore. I miss singing so much, but I just can’t. Anyway, Harry said that he only took the class because it was either that or child development… so I think that he made the right choice.

As I head out the door, my ‘parents’ are there eating breakfast. “Wait, Rosie can you come over here for a second?” my foster mom asks. I just hesitantly walk up to her, scared of what she might say. “Do you want some breakfast?” she simply asks handing me a bagel. I just shake my head rejecting the bagel. “See, I told you Paul!” I just stand there, confused of what was happening. My foster dad stands up walking towards me.’ Uh – oh’ I think. He looks at floor avoiding eye contact with me. “Um Rosie, are you by any chance bulimic?” Did he really just ask me that?! Of course I’m not! I give him and my foster mom dirty looks and shake my head. I then storm out of the house as fast as I could.

How could they think like that about me?! Wow, they don’t understand me at all! No one does. I look at my watch, and see that I’ve been keeping Harry waiting for 15 minutes. I quickly run to the school, knowing that he would be waiting outside the front doors.

I see a figure happy to know it was Harry. I quicken my pace, then immediately stop when I see him talking to other people. I squint my eyes and go a little closer. Of course this would happen.

There he was, talking to the ‘popular group’ consisting of all the stuck up wannabes, including Jessica and Mackenzie. I see him laughing with the jocks and the fake girls. I knew that if I went near them, there was no doubt that they would harass me. Instead, I just go to school from the back doors ignoring Harry and his new group.

I can’t believe I was so stupid that I actually thought I made a friend.

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Hiya kids! wow i sound like a rapist.... well anyway, just wanted to say that i'm sorry that this story is well you know.. meh. It's my fist story on Wattpad.

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