Be My Voice .

CUTE.

After his mom left him in the 'oh so safe hands ' of the teacher, Jace immediately felt afraid and insecure. This was a normal school, where everyone could speak and express themselves. He'd bothered his mother for so long wanting to join a normal school. All so he could feel like the normal teenagers of his age but now that he was standing in front of like twenty of them, he felt like throwing up. Should I say something? That's stupid because of course I can't fucking speak. He thought to himself. He gave a small wave avoiding all the stares he was getting from everyone as he took a seat at the furthest part of the class.

His first and second lessons went unbelievably smoothly. No one bothered him or even paid attention to him which he more than appreciated. He wasn't much of an attention seeking guy. When the bell rang indicating that it was break time, he really didn't feel like going out. He'd have rather stayed in class so as to avoid everyone but he unfortunately had to because he had Math next which was in another class. Picking up his backpack and lowering his baseball cap lower onto his face, he left the class.

He walked through the crowd of shouting teenagers not really paying attention, that is until he had a guy whisper "Dean" .He had to turn and smile. Obviously the person was referring to a fictional character from his favourite show 'Supernatural'. The guy who had unbelievably adorable brown puppy dog eyes smiled at him and he was going to say something to Jace which made his stomach flip until a girl nudged the guy. "No, that's not Dean you stupid idjit. "She smiled apologetically at Jace and he turned to leave but not before hearing the guy whisper," It doesn't matter, he's abso_fucking_lutely cute. "Jace smiled to himself before moving on to find his next class.

Math was fine considering it had started with that fine guy smiling at him. He couldn't get his smile out of his mind. It was the kind of smile that made you want to stare at forever considering how long forever was. How his eyes brightened up when he smiled. It was probably the cutest thing he'd seen that day. His thoughts were immediately interrupted by his teacher handing him a pile of papers which he assumed was homework. "Mr lightwood, I know you're new to this class but as I always say, you can do the homework or shove it up your ass. I don't really care. "The teacher said a huge frown plastered on his face which earned him a few laughs from the class. How considerate of him. I wonder if all the teachers are such assholes. Jace thought as he carefully placed his papers in his file. He couldn't stand the thought of not being orderly. Everything had to be perfect otherwise it bothered him so much he'd almost loose his mind. He had OCD which was averagely normal he tended to think.

If anybody asked, he would have said that his day passed on perfectly. A few girls threw glances at him and giggled, some guys glanced at him and even some tried talking to him. He didn't consider himself attractive, just an average guy with the most devastatingly prettiest green eyes that ever existed. That was the only part he considered pretty in his body.

His mum texted him telling him to wait for her to come pick him up. He put his phone away and was heading out to go wait for his mum when he saw the puppy_eyed guy again. He was talking to a couple of cheerleader girls. So he doesn't swing my way. He thought trying to take in all the details about the guy. He was fit , you could see it through the outline of the tight black t-shirt he wore and his smile. God his smile. He had really dark hair that stuck out in all directions. It only could be described as sex hair. And only if he'd turn so that he could see those brown eyes again. As if he'd heard his thoughts, the guy turned and when he saw Jace, he gave a smile that brightened the whole room. He waved at Jace who waved back in excitement. The guy was now walking towards him and he could hear his heart racing. What should I say? He doesn't know that I can't talk so he'll probably start a conversation. His mind was spinning with questions which were abruptly stopped when a guy out of nowhere kissed the cute guy. His brown eyes went wide as he pushed the guy off of him wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He continued walking towards Jace anger flashing through his eyes. Jace thought he'd cry at some point. He walked past Jace and headed to the washrooms. There goes my one and only chance to actually see him up close. He sighed and was walking away when the girl from earlier nudged him, "I'm sorry about my friend Clyde, he's just obsessed with this show and he actually thinks you look like one of the actors. "She gave a small smile and waved leaving him on his own. Again. Clyde, so that's his name. Of course he'd have such a classy name. He would have continued thinking about Clyde but his phone buzzed again.