(Y/N) (L/N) a new student. She got bullied at her last school, because of her voice. Because of the bullying she diceded to stop talking, even if she has to give up her talent, singing.
What happens if the bullying doesn't stop at her new school?
W...
Sinceafewweeks ago (more then a month), 22-11, was mine andMaddie's birthday, I decided to throw a party in the story(Kind of)
Also 25K reads!? That's 1K more magic than Bruno Mars has (I'm so sorry 😂)
And it's already chapter 22, which makes me feel 22 (I should stop with those puns/references) *whispers* never!
A new chapter I hope you enjoy ^-^
- Tirza
Y/N's POV
"Wake up, birthday girl." I shook Maddie, who grumbled a 'I'm trying to sleep', and pulled the blanket over her head. I sighed, while rolling my eyes.
"Don't be like that." I said. "It's your birthday, we're going to have fun." "If you say 'fun'". Maddie said, her head peeking out from underneath the blanket.
"Do you mean 'let's stay in bed all day and watch movies?' Or do you mean 'let's go out and do stuff' kind of fun?" She asked.
"The latter." I sighed. Maddie groaned, and dissapeard in her sea of blankets.
"Come on, it's only a few hours." I sighed, slightly getting annoyed with Maddie. "I don't wanna." Maddie's muffled response came.
I sighed, and got off the bed. I grabbed the edge of Maddie's blanket and pulled from her.
But Maddie rolled off of the bed, following the blanket, and rolled in it like a burito.
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"Ugh,you're hopeless." I sighed, not knowing how I could get her our of bed, or more from the floor, since she was already out of bed.
I sighed, and grabbed my phone, ready to text the only person to get Maddie out of 'bed', hopefully.
(Y/N): I need your help.
Cal-Pal: She's not getting up, is she?
(Y/N): Nope.
Cal-Pal: Ugh, gimme a few seconds, I'll be there.
(Y/N): 5 seconds?😏
Cal-Pal: Fuck off 😑
(Y/N): Love you too.
After a few seconds, I heard a knock on our room door, Calum.
I opened the door, and Calum walked in, with some paper things in his hand.
"Where is she?" Calum asked. "Over there." I pointed at the blanket burrito on the floor. "Right." Calum nodded, and kneeled next to the burrito.
"Hey Mads, you awake?" Calum asked, and the burrito moved a little. "Maybe." A muffled answer came from the burrito.
