Introverts

Prologue

Louis

I looked over to where she was sitting. She was reading a book. This book was new. It wasn't the same as last week's purple two inch book. She sat alone, but didn't look lonely. I knew she was fine. I was just like her. Alone but not lonely.

Although I didn't have a book, I was fine too. Not bored, just fine. This was fine. But something felt off. Like when you feel like you forgot something at home. Or maybe when you go to bed but feel as though you didn't do something. I felt as though I really was isolated.

I didn't want a whole crowd. I wanted a person. A particular brown haired girl. Who lost her interest in people. She knew me. Even before she felt crowded. Before she became silent. Back when she wasn't an orphan. Before she wished to die her hair blue. Back when she was a hyper-active seventh grader. When she was still pure and gold. Before people used her and abused her and ignored her.

Before she knew my story.

She was never abused physically. Just mentally. She was never used physically. Just emotionally. But we were both ignored.

Society's mess ups. The 'social outcasts'. The quiet kids. People never really knew what happened or how they became so silent.

Some people were just that way. Some just had a liking for being alone. We were different. The different introverts. The ones who were made.

The reason no one really noticed is because it happened silently. Or they never really paid attention to our behavior. That happened a lot when we began to find a liking in not being ignored.

Yeah, we have friends. Like each other.

She used to be one of the people who ignored me. Until she felt what it was like. Then she apologized (I, of course told it her it was fine and explained that I was used to it) and became interested in books and cats more than people.

When we did talk out, our words were viewed as socially awkward. So we have stayed silent ever since.

Her grades improved as she ignored those who ignored her. She would nod and occasionally say yes or no, but other than that, she was silent. Just like me.

So we stayed silent together.