Just as I thought it couldn't get more uncomfortable, and awkward, he finally moved his arm. I breathed a sigh of relief. I sat up quietly and looked at more than the rock ceiling.
It was a cave. A big, roomy cave that apparently has tunnels that lead to different rooms. My green eyes were still drinking everything in, when a croaky voice spoke up.
"Sorry if it's a bit cold." He sniffed. "The cave could get drafty." He sniffed again. Instinctively, my hand shot up towards his forehead. It was hot.
I stared at him. He just stared back at me.
"Um... Are you okay? Can't you speak?" I shook my head. He just nodded.
"Well, since you can't really talk, my name's Ethan." The Sil- Ethan smiled a bit. If you could count the corners of their lips slithering up a bit. I took out my little notepad, and wrote.
My name is Sub, it read. I'm a mute since birth. Ethan just glared at me for incorrect grammar. But who gives a damn?
"Work on your grammar, Sub. If you want even a chance of being my friend, learn how to write." He snarled in disdain. I rolled my 'supposedly rumored' blind eyes. Ethan walked out of the cave.
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I grew hungry. All I wanted right now was some Cheetos or Lays or some kind of chip!
Except Fritos. I don't like it.
"Ethaaaaaaaaaan." I groan. "Do you even have food?" The boy rolled his crimson eye.
"Yes.' He pointed down a rocky corridor. "Down there, take a left, and kitchen."
As I trudged towards the kitchen, Ethan yelled. "Don't take my tacos!"
I shrugged. Honestly, people and their Mexican food.
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Shortest chappie ever.....
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But, summer school. Kay?
Kay.
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The Silver Strand -Subthan-
FanfictionI met a forbidden one at the beach! A forbidden one! Much least a Silver Haired! -------------------- Society has decided, that only brown/black hairs should exist. Any other Hairs should die or be thrown out from birth. Everyone believed no other H...
