The Boy With Weak Legs (Short Story)

Chapter 4: Mutes Are People Too

The next weekend

My mom, dad, and my myself were heading over to Chandler's house today. I. Was. So. Nervous. Today. My parents were excited that I was going over too spend the day with my newfound friend.

I had only one assumption what we may do today. Play Minecraft of course! I will be interested in seeing what Chandler can build on the game. Who knows, he may build a very interesting house. Not better than mine! I can build the best houses! Some have even been broadcasted on Youtube. There is no way that Chandler can build better than me! I know I sound a little cocky but at least I can back up the trash talk.

Fifteen minutes later, we made it over to Chandler's house. His house was very large from where were parked. "Dante, Are you sure we can trust this kid? The quiet type are always the most dangerous. Homeschooling is always an option." Mum leaned over and grabbed a textbook from the glove compartment. "I've been saving this just for us!" Mum chirped.

"Mum! Not now with the homeschooling... Come, come now. Let's go meet up." I simply said. I pulled the car handle and pushed forward. "I'm so excited!" I yelled.

As I got out my canes my parents got out the car themselves. "Whoa there son. Calm down now!" Dad called out to me. "Let me help you."

When dad fastened both arm crutches we walked over to the big red door. In the window I could see Chandler peeking out through the window with a large grin plastered on his face. His face soon disappeared from the curtains and soon the door opened up. Chandler stood in the frame watching as we came toward the door.

"Chandler! You can't just be opening up the door for anyone sweetie!" A woman his height came too stand beside him. "Oh, my! You must be the Steppeson family!"

"That is us. And you must be the Month family." My mom said.

"Correct!" The lady said. "Such a pleasure too finally meet you three! I am Susan." Susan reached out too shake each of our hands. "Please come in!" Both Susan and Chandler moved too the sides to let us into the threshold.

I took in the interior of this house. The house on the inside was even more beautiful than the outside. On the walls; were portraits of the family, paintings, exotic drawings, and much more. This house was more live than ours. The walls were a deep red, ceiling a clear white, and the floor was wooden. A very swell combination.

Susan escorted us too the living room. Their living room was absolutely massive! These guys were doing extremely well for themselves. We sat on the sectional couch as Susan went to the kitchen for drinks.

Meanwhile, Chandler was sitting in front of us. Today he wasn't wearing any black. He still had his piercings and black hair. Clothes wise he had something a bit different. A gray shirt that looked oversized and black jeans. I suppose a pretty simple attire.

I on the other hand was wearing an open black plaid shirt with a blank tank top, black skinny jeans, and some casual white jordans.

Even cripples can have awesome dress styles ladies and gentlemen.

"So Chandler." My mom started. "What is your intention with my son? Plan too exploit him?! I will castrate you!" I looked over to Chandler and saw his jaw drop. It seemed he was shocked about my mum's threat towards him.

Chandler grabbed his phone from the table and began typing away on it. "I forgot you had mentioned you had a device too type on." Chandler looked up from the screen to shoot me a smirk.

"I don't plan to exploit your son miss," the little phone said. "I only wish too be his friend! Please do not castrate me!"

"That is a pretty neat app you picked up Chandler." My dad commented.