"Daisy Tanner?" The subsistute calls out my name impatiently for the third time. Ducking my red head down, I bury my freckled face into my arms instead of saying here.
"Um... She's here." A girl pipes up next to me, but I don't bother looking up from my hiding spot.
"And why didn't she say so herself?" I hear the subsistute huff from the front of the class.
"Cause Daisy is a mute, she doesn't talk." Someone else explains from the other side of the class. I fight to keep still and silent, but refuse to raise my head up. I can feel the entire class looking at me, but I do what I do best, act like no one is there.
"What's wrong with her?" The subsistute's words make my throat grow into a lump, but I still don't move a muscle.
"She's a freak."
Daisy: 0 words
