Silence [ON HOLD]

You Put A Sour Little Flavour In My Mouth Now

I woke up to sunshine coming through the windows and checked the alarm: 7:00 AM. I rose off the bed and stretched out my arms.

Looking at my door, I remembered that my parents were still gone, unsurprisingly. I was still groggy and tired, so -logically- I blasted Miss Jackson from my speaker so that I'd surely wake up.

"Crawling out the back door, didn't leave a mark. No one knows it's you, Miss Jackson. Found another victim but no one's gonna find Miss Jackson!"

As the song finished, I headed into the bathroom and continued the music marathon.

~*~*~*~

I walked downstairs and grabbed a bowl for some cereal, as I saw something moving outside my window. What the hell? I slowly moved the curtains to find a frustrated Miles sitting outside my window. I laughed to myself then ran into the living room for my notepad.

XD, I wrote then opened the door.

"XD?! I've been out here for 30 minutes! Did you not hear me knocking?"

Sorry, I was listening to music. I couldn't hear anything.

"Oh, so you have time for Patrick Stump but not for me, your best friend?!" He stared at me with big eyes.

Pretty much. Add Brendon Urie to that list, too.

He glanced at his phone and panic washed over his features.

"Holy shi-"

I slapped him on the head.

It's the morning. You just ruined my mood. Anyways, as you were saying?

"It's Fu- Fudging 7:50! If you didn't take so long listening to music, we wouldn't be in this mess!"

Fuck. We had 10 goddamn minutes.
I grabbed a croissant instead of my glorious cereal, grabbed my phone and house keys, and headed out the door. Miles and I ran all the way to school, panting as we reached the gates. We looked around in confusion as all of our classmates were still in the school yard. I glared violently at Miles.

"Whaa," he started awkwardly, "How'd this happen?"

I groaned and pulled my notepad out of my bag.

THAT'S WHY I WOKE UP LATER, YOU IDIOT. SCHOOL STARTS HALF AN HOUR LATER TODAY!

"Psh. At least we're early?"

Fuck being early! I could've had something better to eat.

If he thought that he was getting off the hook this time, he's wrong. I shot him another infamous death glare.

"Geez."

Bastard.

I headed inside to my locker to prepare for today's juvenile activities and as I was entering the combination, I heard a foreign voice to my right.

"Uh- hi..."

I looked to my left to see a tall guy standing next to me.

"Hi," was repeated again.

Ring

Stupid bell. I headed to Homeroom as I see the same kid following me to the door. I turn back and put my notepad on display to him.

Ms. Parker's History Class?

He quietly gave me a nod and follows me through the door.

"Morning class! Before we get to talking about today's topic, as many of you have noticed, we have a new addition to our class. Come up here."

Fuck, I groaned as the realization hit me. Another new kid? Remember the first time that happened? But I guess it wasn't so bad to have a new fucktard added to my life, though. Lost in my my own thoughts, I didn't notice that new kid v2 moved from his place at the door to the front of the class.

He stared blankly at us-- no emotion, no expression. I could see through his facade and I could tell that a smile was waiting to burst out.

"What's your name?"

"Um, my name? Oh, my name's Leo."

"Okay Leo. Tell us one fact about yourself."

"Um... okay. I play soccer."

"Alright, you'll be just fine sitting next to Tristan, then. Raise your hand, Tristan."

The whole class watched as he sat down next to Tristan, who happened to be a soccer kid as well. As he sat awkwardly behind me and to the left, the class continued to watch him in silence- he had a pretty plain face, with a small nose and brown eyes.

"Well, class, we're wasting time here. When you get the test, naming what Leo did on the first day of school is not going to be on there so I suggest you pay attention up here."

Slowly, the attention shifted back to Ms. Parker and we went on with the lesson.

~*~*~*~

As I sat down next to Miles at my favorite spot, New kid walked up to me. Lunch was the first time I got to be with Miles for the day and this idiot had I ruin it. I shot Miles another death glare as he chuckled.

"Hey! You're the girl with the notepad, right?"

I rolled my eyes and continued eating my cold croissant.

"Come on, Riles. Loosen up," Miles turned to the new addition, "and what's your name, newbie?"

"Leo."

As Leo mumbled his name, I shoved my note pad into Miles' face.

You're technically a newbie, too. Y'know?

"Yeah, yeah!"

The whole lunch was Miles an I laughing and being ourselves so... I think we may have scared Leo just a tiny bit..

As lunch ended and we returned to participating in the hell hole's academic guidance plan, some soccer players walked up to Leo and dragged him away from us.

Thank god.

As they conversed, he looked back at me and I felt a familiar feeling.
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A/N:

Q and A w/ Myself Time.

Q: What was your inspiration for Silence?

A: Well, one day. I sat down in class earlier this year in June and I was bored so I started writing it. I started off with the prologue. Then it just gradually became what it is today.

Q: Throughout Silence it kinda feels like there are two different writing styles. Also, When 4 Become 5 seems like you didn't write it. Who did? Wait... are you actually a unicorn who has a different writing style from your human form and you take turns writing?

A: Well, there are two different people that make up 'xTheRoseofFaithx' There is Faith and there is Rose. Rose is writing this right now. Why am I speaking in third person? xD Faith is my best friend who curses out loud too much. Sooo if there are different names on the bottom, don't worry. Wait, that made no sense.

Uh, yeah but pls like pls. I ask ONE THING: Ask me questions! It's fun to answer questions. Doesn't even have to be about the story. Be random and creative! For example, "Do you like potatoes?" There's a boy in my class obsessed with but potatoes. That aside, of course I like potatoes. If there were no potatoes, I couldn't sit in the corner and secretly eat all of the sour cream and onion Ridgies!

When I ask myself questions, I look like a crazy person. Which I *ahem* we really are but whatever.

I accomplished writing this during daytime! Yay me! *claps and giggles*

Questions I TELL YOU!
xRosex

P.S. If you understood the reference, yay you!

P. P. S. Well you don't, do you? Now I feel old. Thanks.