This class is BORING but Daniel gave me some hope for it to end. He always seem to make me feel better, huh?
I continue draw but this time, a tiger with wings. Don't know why, I just felt like I wanted to do one.
The teacher's voice turns into nothing more than like a wind on a summer day. It's there, you know about it, but you don't pay any attention to it.
Sure, the rest of the students seem to listen but not me.
Never me.
Her voice is making wanna vomit.
I'm in my own little world. In this little world is filled with music, drawings, depression and it's dark thoughts, but most of all, Daniel.
My concentration is actually good in my own world. Mostly because there's no one to compare it to. But in my own little world, I can concentrate better because the things I do is also making me happy. Drawing or listening to music.
Both don't need my concentration in the same way working with math need. I barely notice that I pay attention because I love doing those things.
Like being with Daniel. I can do the same thing with him for HOURS and still wonder where the time went.
But I can't work with math for one minute.
All those classes are over now and I'm holding Daniel's hand. We're walking to the cafeteria.
"How has the lessons been?" Daniel asks.
"Like always, nothing special. You?" I chuckle.
"I hate school. The homeworks are just, mindblowing. I'm waiting for it to end,"
"But college then?"
"Berklee," Daniel answers.
"What?"
"It's a music school, the band are all going there. It's gonna be fun!"
"Oh sounds, fun," I say.
"Yeah! Wait, you don't have any college plans?" Daniel asks.
"Nope,"
"Oh, that sucks!"
"Yeah, pretty much,"
We make our way to our table and wait for the others. It's only Wolf and us here.
He has his hands in his fabulous hair as he stares down at the table. There's worry circling around him. Something is wrong and I don't like it!
Wolf has his elbows on the table and just, his brown eyes filled with worry too.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Someone started a rumour that I'm gay,"
"What?!" Daniel exclaims angrily.
"Yeah! You know how much I love boobs!"
I'm left staring at him.
"Sorry Amy, but you know what I mean! THIS SUCKS!" He sighs and lets his elbows separate even more, making him fall on the table.
Daniel chuckle a little.
Wolf gets on his elbows again, looking at the table. Behind Wolf, a couple of jocks walk and slap him on the back of his head. They laugh.
My muscles tenses up.
"Amy, calm down...," Daniel hushes, taking a stronger hold of my hand.
"Trying to," I growl under my breath.
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Hell And Silence
Fanfiction16 year old Amyrose Blom has always been a outcast. She is a little different than others and constantly depressed when she's alone. Her life has been filled with things a child should never experience. Being constantly moved between different foste...