Wave of Hope

Chapter 2 - At All?

Elijah's POV

BEEEP! BEEEEP! BEEEEEP!
I groan and slam my hand on the alarm. I hear a crack but ignore it and go to the bathroom.
After I shower, brush my teeth, and shave I go to my closet and grab some loose black jeans, a black wife beater, and a black, grey, white, and red plaid shirt. I leave the shirt open and grab my black converse and throw them on with some socks.
I look at the clock and see that I'm gonna be late "Shit!" I quickly run my hand through my hair and run to the kitchen and grab an apple.

"Bye mom!" I run to the door and grab my backpack. I hear my mom yell out a bye as I close the door and run to my jeep.
My jeep is my prized possession and I would never harm her.

I jump in and quickly drive to school, careful to watch and listen for other cars.

When I get there I jump out and walk to the doors.
Suddenly I'm hit with the most incredible smell in the world.
Mate.

I get a huge smile and run inside when the warning bell rings.
My mate is here. I think to myself.

She has to be new because I would have known if she already went to this school. I walk into my first class and take my seat in the back like usual. I don't like having my back to people and this way I could see more of what's going on.

I look and discreetly sniff around but don't see anyone new or smell her.
I sigh in disappointment and wait for my next class, hoping she will be in that one.

Malia's POV

My first period is Math. Most people would probably hate that but I'm fine with it. I'm pretty good at math and this way I could get it done with instead of dread it all day long.

Getting my schedule didn't have any problems. The lady at the office just handed it to me and waved me off after I wrote my name down on a piece of paper.

My math teacher though didn't get the memo that I can't talk or just doesn't care.
Probably the last one by the looks of it.

"Class we have a new student today. Malia please stand." Mr. Moore asked.

I stand up and wave slightly to them then sit back down.

"Malia stand up again and tell us about youself." it wasn't a request, it was an order.

I hate the guy already.

I shake my head and stay seated.

"Why not?" he asks sounding frustrated.
I just shrug and he starts glaring at me.

"Disobeying already. Hmph." He turns around and starts class but a few students keep eyeing me curiously.

Half way through the lesson Mr. Moore starts asking questions to students.
"Miss. Winters" he turns to me "could you answer number 9"

I poke the guy next to me and he turns to me startled. He's obviously one of the outcasts by the way he sits and he hasn't talked to anyone in class so far.

I give him my spiral that has the answer and I point to it. He looks at it then to me then to Mr. Moore.
Realization dawns on his face "Oh! Her answer is two-x-squared-plus-five-x-minus-ten" he reads from the spiral and looks up to smile at me when he finishes and I smile back.
I look to Mr. Moore and he looks mad. He walks over to our desks and grabs the spiral roughly out of the guys hand to look at it for himself.
When he's done he glares at me "Next time answer the question yourself." he drops the spiral on my desks and continues his lesson.

The rest of my classes before lunch were rather uneventful. The teachers were way nicer and didn't try to make me talk.
When the bell for lunch rang everyone ran out of the science room.
I slowly get my things together and into my bags since I'm not in any rush.

I feel someone tap me on the shoulder and I look up to see the guy from my math class who also had this class with me.
He smiles and holds out his hand. "Hi. I'm Berry. Malia right?" I smile back at him and shake his hand while nodding.

"I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch with me. Your new so I figured I should grab you while you still don't know anyone."

I smile and nod my head to him.
His grin gets wider "Great! Lets go!" he pulls me from the classroom and towards the cafeteria.

When we walk in he leads us straight to the long lunch line.

"So you don't speak?" he asks.
I sigh knowing this was coming.
I nod.
"At all?"
I nod.
"Have you ever spoken before?"
I pause before I answer but slowly nod my head again.
"Hmm... Will you still communicate in other ways?" I can tell he wants to ask why I don't talk anymore but he holds it in and I grow a little more respect for him.

I start digging through my backpack until I find my black leather journal and special pen. (It's really just one of those old timey ones that have that weird point on the end) It's my favorite pen and I only use it for my journal. I even have a little holder to put it in thats attached to my journal.

He nods his head and smiles in relief.

He was about to ask another question but suddenly someone was in front of me blocking my view of Berry.
I look up to see who the butthole is and I see a very attractive male who obviously works out and has amazing black hair. His eyes are a deep chocolate brown and now I want chocolate.

I raise an eyebrow at him in question when I see him smiling like a goof.

He quickly tries to recover but does a terrible job at it. He holds out his hand gleefully "Elijah."
I shake his hand slowly wondering if he was all right in the head.

Elijah's POV

Oh dear lord I'm embarrassing myself.
She shakes my hand cautiously after I tell her my name. I wanted to say a lot more but that was all I could spit out.

When she doesn't say her name back I start to frown a little "You are?"

"Malia." I turn around to see the boy that answered.
He was talking to her earlier and they were smiling at each other. I didn't like it.

"Who are you?" I ask turning to him with my arms crossed and a full on frown on my face. He gulps and runs around me to stand next to my mate.
I barley contain my growl of annoyance.
"I'm Berry. I-I just met Malia in class and we were going to have lunch together." My glare starts to get stronger and he moves a little behind, Who I bow know is Malia.
What a pretty name.

"She d-doesn't talk so she wasn't going to answer you."

I look back to my mate. She's just standing there eyeing me up and down strangely.

"You don't talk?" I ask suspiciously.

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

"At all?"

She smiles and I hear the guy, Berry, chuckle behind her.

She shakes her head again and I sigh.

Well I didn't expect that little detail when I imagined my mate.

I'll work with what I can though because I have been waiting my whole life for her and from the looks of it she seems like the kinda girl to be worth it.

Well baby girl, get ready to be swept off your feet 'cause you will be mine.

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Hope you like it so far. And in case of any confusion or curiosity or whatevs a picture of Malia's favorite pen is attached. Keep lovin and pleeeeaaasseeee
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