The Silent LIfe Of Becky Jones

Chapter three: New school

"Hurry up, or we will miss the bus!" says Fina

i nod as i grab my backpack and we head downstairs and out the door just in time for the bus to show up.

We get on the bus and Fina introduces me to the bus driver. She pulls me to the back of the bus and we sit together. The bus ride is short. We get to school in no time. We get off the bus and Fina brings me along with her to her locker. There are two girls standing at her locker.

"Hello FiFi!" they both say

"Who is this?" one asks

"This is Becky, she's the girl i was telling you about . . . the one my parents adopted. . .i guess you could say she’s my sister." she says

"OH, the girls who can’t talk. . ." they both say

"Isn’t that like weird?" one of them asks

i pull out my phone and text Fina

-what are their names?-

"Becky, this is Cresecentia and Kassidy-Lin Evelina. They are twins." Fina says

i smile at them and wave

They smile back and say hello

We walk into guidance and pick up my time table. Sofia, has made sure that i have all the same classes as Fina. We have science, math, art and English.

the bell rings and we go to class. i sit in the back with Fina and some of her friends. the teacher walks into the room and writes atoms on the board.

"Can anyone tell me what an atom is?" the teacher asks

i raise my hand. And text Fina the answer.

-An atom a fundamental piece of matter-

"Yes. . ."the teacher says looking at me

"An atom a fundamental piece of matter." says Fina

"Fina, you did not have your hand up." the teacher says

"My sister doesn’t speak. . ." she says

"Sister?" the teacher asks

"Yes, Becky is my sister. . .you can even call my mom. she will tell you." she says

The class went on and before i knew it the bell rang, we went to math and the same thing happens oly this time about multiplying and dividing fractions.

Its lunch now and Fina, Myself,  Cresecentia, Kassidy-Lin and a few other people i dont know sat at a long table in the cafe. i watch as everyone else eats, im never hungry at school. Usually i would be going home right now because i just dont want to be here, but finally things are starting to turn around.

i get a text from Fina

-So, do you play any sports?-

-Soccer.-

-Cool, well im on the soccer team, i could problem get you a spot on the team.-

-Okay!-

Lunch seems like forever. The bell rings and we head off to art.

Art is the only class where you can do whatever you want and get marks for it.

We sit in art and talk the whole period. Well really Fina talks and I listen.

Art goes by fast, the same with English. After school we wait outside for the bus to show up. When the bus shows up we get on and sit in the back, like we did this morning. The bus ride home  was just as short as this morning. We get off the bus and walk up the steps I open the door and we walk in.

“There’s cookie’s in the kitchen girls.” Calls Margret from upstairs

We walk into the kitchen and grab two small plates and two cups from the cupboard. Fina places some cookies on our plates and I pour us some milk. We take you snacks upstairs into my bedroom. I close the door behind us and we sit on my bad eating our cookies. I turn on the small flat screen tv and turn on much music.

The top 30 countdown is on. The song What the Hell by Avril Lavigne is on.

I soundlessly song the words, while Fina sings along. We start to dance around the room. We hear a knock on the door. it was Jarle my new little brother. . .i have never really had any siblings before. At least not since after the accident. I really miss them all. . .my mom dad and sister. I know I should move on and try and leave it in the past but I just cant. I made that vow when I was three to never talk again, my voice was so much like my sisters. I miss her so much, she used to sing to me and we would play silly little games like hide-n-seek and tag. . .

I silent tear falls down my cheek.

“Are you okay Bec?” asks Fina

I nod my head slightly

“Are you sure?” she asks

I nod again

“Okay. . .well its time for dinner, that’s why Jarle was here.” She says

We go downstairs into the dining room. We sit at the table and I watch as everyone serves themselves chicken and ribs.

“what’s wring? Why aren’t you eating anything?” asks Fina

I pull out my phone.

-Vegetarian.-

“Oh,” she says “Mom, didn’t you know that Bec is a vegetarian!”

“No, I didn’t, Sofia never told me that. . .” she pauses “which reminds me, I forgot about the vegetables.”

She walks into eh kitchen and comes back with three bowls one with potatoes, one with corn and one with carrots. She places them down on table. I gladly serve myself up some potatoes, corn and carrots. I eat like I haven’t eaten in a month, maybe I should try force feeding myself at lunch time.

After dinner we all watch the vampire diaries in the living room on the CW channel. It’s the episode when John gives his life to save Elena. It’s one of my favorite shows. Fina likes it too. We both sit on the floor and up close to the TV when it’s on. We are so similar only I don’t talk. I8 wonder what it would be like to talk. . .of course it will never happen. . . And anyways what if I went to try and nothing came out. . .

 After vampire diaries I go upstairs and read Vampire Kisses by Ellen Schriber.

The most exciting things to happen in Dullsville in my lifetime, in chronological order:

1.       The 3:10 train jumped its tracks, spilling boxes of tootsie rolls, which we devoured.

2.       A senior flushed a cherry bomb down the toilet, exploding the sewage pipes, closing school for a week

3.       On my sixteenth birthday a family rumored to be vampires moved into the haunted mansion on top of Benson hill

Slowly I drift off into the darkness called sleep.

I sit in my car seat, my sister is sitting beside me and my mother and father are in the front seats. My dad is driving. It’s the middle of winter. We are driving on a busy road. The car spins out of control. And we end up flipped over, we get smashed by a big MAC truck. I wake up in a hospital, calling for my mom. . .but she’s not there. She’s gone. . Gone forever. . . I go through life not speaking to people. . Not wanting to be near people. .

I wake up soundlessly screaming.  . .i hate that dream. . It’s not even really a dream it’s a memory. . Memories that I with were never there. Sometimes I wish we had never gone out that day, maybe I would have my happy family, maybe I would be normal, and I would talk. I tap my hand around on my nightstand for my phone to check the time. Its almost 6. There is no way im going to be able to sleep. Not when I have to wake up in less than half an hour. I take this time to go have a shower. I turn on the water and wait for it to heat up. Once the water is nice and warm I take my pjs off and step into the shower. I let the warm water wash away the stupid dream as a few tears fall from my eyes. I love the shower, it’s the only place beside in the rain where you can cry and no one will know.

Getting out of the shower I wrap a towel around my body, pick up my pjs and head back to my room.