"Izzy, your going to be late for theropy group!" I hear my mom say from downstairs.
"One sec mom i'm getting my notepad" I say while looking for my notepad with the cute puppy on it.
I look around but I cant find it..hmm oh well guess ill just get my jacket and go. I go over to my desk to get the jacket from off of my rolly chair and underneath it is my notepad!
I run downstairs and out to the car where my mother is waiting.
"Took you long enough!"
"Sorry mom I couldn't find my notepad"
"Its fine hun you just might be a few minutes late!"
"Its fine ill live haha"
We ride the rest of the way in silence except for the rain pounding down on the car.
We pull up to the clinic and I get out.
" Bye mom! See ya in an hour"
She waves and pulls off.
I walk back to my normal room but on the way there I spot a very nervous woman.
"Mam are you okay?"
"No I cant find my son..have you seen him? Hes got black hair and hes about 6"3?"
"Ahh sorry mam but I havent! Good luck though!"
I finally get back to my room.
"Ahh ms. Blue thank you for finally gracing us with your presence"
"Sorry mrs.Meyers it wont happen again!"
I turn to go sit down next to my bestfriend Taylor.
"Hey girly why were you late?" She asks.
"Well first I couldnt find my notepad and then a ran into a woman who couldnt find her son"
"Ohhh nice"
I take out my notepad and start to doodle a picture of a sad boy and a happy girl she has a bubble coming out of her mouth saying "I can help you" I dont know why i drew this it just seemed right.
Mrs.Meyers stands up and smiles. "" Hello everyone " She said with a big smile. " We have a new addition to our group! Say hello to Grayson Mathews". I look up from my notepad to see a boy with longish black hair that covers his eyes and he is wearing a leather Jacket with a Band shirt on underneath matched with some black skinny jeans and black vans. He stands at about 6"3.
This guy screamed danger but who am I to judge? I couldn't even spell my name 2 years ago and im 17! Well.. I guess I have an excuse but still. I am not one to judge.
~~~~~~flashback~~~~
"Hey mom can you turn the radio on?"
She turns it on and my favorite song comes on.
"Ooh this is my jam!" I say laughing with my twin sister Rose.
I need to turn this up! I take my seat belt off and lean up to the front to turn it up but hit the stick shift into reverse. As this is happening a big truck is coming at us from the passenger side and then I hear a scream But I dont remember much after that..because I was thrown through the front window because I didnt have my seat belt on and the last thing I saw was my sister being crushed by the truck and then darkness came over me
I woke up in a big white room. I didnt know where I was I looked over to see a woman crying but she was happy.
" Izzy! Your awake!, Nurse!!!"
She rushes over to me holds my hand and rubs my arm.
"Hi hun! Are you feeling okay?"
I finally find my voice."yah but..who are you?"
The woman laughs. Which i think is weird because i dont find any of this funny.
"Im serious. Who are you?"
The woman stops laughing and looks shocked.
"Isabelle, im your mother!" She starts to cry and i fall back asleep.
-~~~~~end flashback~~~~~
The only thing I remember from before I woke up in that hospital was the crash. It turned out my sister had died immediately.
I look up to see Grayson looking around but he stops when he sees me...well i asume he sees me i cant see his eyes very well his hair covers them. He walks over and takes the seat next to me.
"Hello Grayson i'm Isabelle but please call me Izzy" I say sticking my hand out for him to shake.
He looks at my hand and pushes it away.
"Well that was rude! I heard Taylor say.
He gave her the finger in return. Hmmm this should be an interesting day..
I tear out a piece of paper from my notepad and write
"Why wont you talk to me?"
I pass it to him.
He reads it and just stares at it. Finally he picks up his pen to scribble something down.
"Because I dont talk to anyone"
"How can you not talk?
"I just don't to many bad things happen when I talk"
"What do you mean?"
"None of your business"
"I understand, i have some secrets of my own"
"Like what? Haha that you really don't have blue eyes and those are just contacts? Lol no hun my secrets are alot worse than yours dont even try to act like you understand"
" well that was uncalled for! I was trying to be nice but no, my secrets are much worse than that"
"K"
"So whats your favorite color?"
"Why?"
"Idk im bored lets play 20 questions"
"Its black..wbu?"
"Blue"
"Favorite memory?"
" I have none "
He stared at the paper for awhile like he was confused.
"How?"
"None of your business"
"Whatever"
I crumble the note up and throw it away.
~~~~Graysons POV~~~~
I walk into a room with 12 people in it and I see an instructor.
" Hello everyone " The woman said with a big smile. " We have a new addition to our group! Say hello to Grayson Mathews"
Everyone was looking at me except for one girl her light brown hair cascaded over her face as she was writing in her notepad.
She finally looked up..she was really pretty she had big blue eyes with long thick eye lashes and a nice small nose with her lips in a cute pout...shes the kind of girl I would of went for..before that day..but now ive been kicked out of my last school and am now going to start at a school called Greengrove high.
I go and sit down next to her and she says hello and puts her hand out. I just push it away and turn my head. This is going to be a long day.
YOU ARE READING
The Broken Boy
Teen Fiction" Hello everyone " Mrs. Meyers said with a big smile. " We have a new addition to our group! Say hello to Grayson Mathews". I look up from my notebook to see a boy with longish black hair that covers his eyes and he is wearing a leather Jacket with...
