Hushed Whispers

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He was different.

He had secrets.

I was curious.

Part 1: Whispers of the name

Voices blurring together in a strange hum of laughter and whispers and casual conversations. People making a sea of human among the hallways of Ashton High School, I apart of them. Just another unfamilar face, walking down the halls, silence painted upon my lips. 

" Have you-"

Omg, he's so-" 

" Insane."

"Lost it" 

"Whats his nam-"

"Louis"

The collection of words I manage to make out of the harmony of voices, strangely I began to make out a pattern, something about a boy. I ignore it, pushing those thoughts aside as I try to rummage through  my bag to find where I had put my music sheet for piano. I finally find it, crushed under books and a pencil case. I sigh, trying to flatten it out as I walked. Suddenly I bumped into someone, crashing down onto the tiled floor, I look up, heart already pounding at the the thought of the embarrassment. As I brush my hair out of my face I look up to see Veronica, a girl form my gym class. She frowned at me as she picked up her books, her blonde, silky hair hanging like a curtain as she bent down.

" Watch where you're going." She hissed

"Sorry." I mumbled,

I got up, head down and continued down the hall, as whispers rippled through the crowd. I made a beeline toward the music room, praying it to be free. I slowly open the door to reveal someone just leaving. It was a boy with creamy brown hair and dim blue eyes. His skin was pale and sickly, he looked tired, worn out even. As I studied him, his dim eyes seemed to shimmer slightly like reflecting pools.

" Oh sorry!" I exclaimed, realizing that I was blocking his way.

"It's okay." he said quietly, giving me the smallest smile and brushing past

I turned as he walked down the hallway, people froze, whispers silenced. He walks, footsteps echoing, hoodie up. 

"Louis."

"Louis." 

"That's Lou-" 

The whispers started again and then suddenly, the tension broke and they all went back to their loud, usual hum of normal after he turned the corner. I headed into the piano room, thoughts scattered. Wondering.

Who is he?

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