chapter 15: possibly a new friend

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I woke up to someone's arms around me. I looked to my left and realized it was Jordan. I blushed and then looked at my clock. I managed to grab my phone and blast it. Jordan fell to the floor and I laughed my ass off. Yeah I know usually mutes don't make very much noise. I was just one that doesn't talk but I'll laugh and giggle. Anyways, I tried kicking Jordan out of my room but he insisted that I couldn't wear anything to hide my wrists or arms. I sighed, giving into him and he left. I took a quick shower and then got dressed in black skinny jeans with an all time low shirt. I put on a bvb star necklace and a regular chocker (you know the ones that look like plastic wire?)
I grabbed my phone and headphones and put my math book back in my bag and headed out my bedroom to see Jordan waiting for me. I did my best to hide the scars. The one from when I was 13 is still kinda visible. I waited while Jordan grabbed an apple for breakfast. I wish I could eat again but.. Ya know.. I'll throw it up, unwillingly. We waited for the bus. As it finally pulled up I pulled my headphones on and started my music. The first song was missing you by all time low (honestly my favorite ATL song ever!) I grinned slightly. But of course ms. Bitch of school had to pull my headphones out and smash them. That's the 15th pair! I picked them up without talking to her. "HEY MUTE! IM NOT DOWN WITH YOU! GET THE FUCK BACK HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT!" moments like this I wanted to yell back at her 'yeah, and what you gonna do? Run and tell your mommy that a girl that never bothers you can't stand up for her self? Well guess again bitch, I'm not scared of a 12 year old!' But I didn't and I had to bite my tongue. Jordan pulled me into his seat and I fell onto his lap because of the bus jerking forwards. I blushed madly and so did Jordan, neither of us could move. We reached the junior high and just awkwardly got off of each other. All the middle schoolers got off. Ms. Bitch or Annie as I was told,came back to me and almost punched me but Jordan caught her first and twisted her hand until she was crying. Once we were heading over to the high school it was silent. That was our bus. The one that is known for being loud but is actually quiet if you have just the high schoolers. Anyways we got to school and got out. I headed to my locker. "So......" Jordan said said walking beside me. I shrugged and ran off to my locker to put the stuff I didn't need in my locker and headed to home room with my headphones in. I always have an extra pair in my locker because trust me, this actually happens alot. I turned my music back on and the song that was on was somewhere in Neverland by ATL. welp. Today's gonna an all time low day.
(Time skip to lunch)
I sat down at the nearest table I could find. I had my sketch pad and a pencil and my headphones in, the song runaways blasting in my ears. I felt someone tap my shoulder so pulled my headphones off my head and dropped them on my neck (they were the kind that are like ear muffs) to listen to what they had to say. She used sigh-lanuge but I didn't understand it because I never was taught. I shrugged my shoulders and she sighed. She had a white board and a maker and she wrote. 'Hi. I'm Maddie, but most people call me madds, I'm 15 and I'm new here. My voice is gone for a while :( anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to be friends? :)'
I gave a gesture as if asking to see the bored. I grabbed it, erased her writing and then wrote. 'I can't trust anyone. But if you have to know, my names mute. I'm an orphan, don't pitty me, I'm also 15 and if you hadn't noticed already, I really like music, I'm also a mute. And I have no talents what so ever :(:, you decide.'
She nodded then laughed. "I was kicking, I was just seeing how long I could do this whole going mute thing, welp that didn't last long. Um but I still would like to be your friend. Even if you don't talk. O-or eat. To tell you a secret. I don't eat. I can't....I'll just throw up." Maddie said. I quickly write. 'Me too' on the board. But I'm still not entirely sure I can trust her.

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