×Chapter 3×

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The bullying didn't start until the next week. It was just a normal day and I was heading to my next class when I heard someone yelling for me. I turned around thinking it would Ashton but was quickly realizing it wasn't. It was Shelby from history. I had waited for her kindly. When she reached me she shoved me violent backwards. Caught off guard I hit the ground hard. Everyone was laughing around me and I felt tears flash in my eyes.
"Awe, you little mute. Why are you crying?" Shelby asked cruelly. I stumbled to my feet and hid in the bathroom the rest of the day. As soon as the bell had rang allowing me to leave I had rushed out and did not look back.

Martha was waiting as usual and I was the first one in the van. I had jumped in as if I was being chased. I skilfully slid into the back seat and cried silently. Everyone else filed in and we were off to the house. I stayed in my room refusing to answer when someone tried to talk to me. Ashton and Dylan tried to come it but ,for the best, I ignored them. I vowed I would never return to that Stupid school, but here I am now.

I entered the school quietly and quickly avoiding the few people here. I guess luck wasn't in my side, I was almost to class when someone had tripped me causing me to fall face first into the ground. Instead of being upset I was absolutely furious. I jumped up and ran the rest of the way to my class. The day got worse as it continued. I was repeatedly shoved and called names. My side's were bruised along with my heart being battered. A few more hours Eliza you can do it, I attempted to encourage myself.

Walking into theater was the hardest the thing I've ever done. The people who were hurting me are in this class. I can't do this. I knew this would happen again.

I settle in back like I always do and pull out my phone and write on my blog.

XX_lonely_girl_XX: Why does everyone hate me. Suicide is a strong idea right now. 

I settle and get ready for class only to be startled by a white haired boy. "Hi, I'm um Parker. Do you mind if I sit here?" I sent him a half smile and shook my head. He sat down quietly beside me and this is how I met my best friend. The class was slow as usual. Rude comments were thrown at me and Parker looked at me every time as if he was waiting for me  to speak up for myself. I sighed sadly as another rude comment was passed my way. A note landed on my lap. I opened it slowly and was surprised to see neatly written words scrawled on the page. 

Hey why are you so quiet? Why don't you stand up to them? xx Parker.


I look at the note surprised and taken back. I look over at him and see him staring intently at me.  His eyebrows pinched, him biting his lip. He looks me dead in my eyes as I pick up a pencil, and write 3 words that changed everything. 

I am mute.


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Hi guys I hope you enjoyed this.  Love you lots (:  

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