Amelia Blunt. She is as quiet as a mouse because she is mute, smart like Einstein, and very sarcastic like Wattpads very finest- NERDY NAOMI From TGGBB. ( The good girls Bad Boys ) Blunts her last name and EVERYONE knows her because of it and trust...
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~ Amelia
Finally we stopped at my class and we stared at each other for a few seconds before i tore away my eyes. His blue eyes pierced into mine making me want to drool. So i had no choice but to stop staring. I awkwardly cleared my throat causing him to stop staring. "So..." i wrote playing with the hem of my awesome star wars shirt. It was a picture of Chewbacca and the words 'Embrace Messy Hair' on the dark grey tank top. I wore a pair of black distressed jeans and some black Nike Air force ones. And of course my hair was- it was in a messy bun with curls falling to the sides of my face.
"So..." he said. I looked back up brushing off imaginary dust from my shirt. "I guess i will see you later..." i wrote smiling awkwardly. He gave me a genuine smile and he hugged me, which obviously took me by surprise, but i hugged him back. Then i heard a few awws and what's. Our heads snapped over to the door where the whole class was watching us.
My face turned bright beet red. I noticed that his ears and neck burned turned a scarlet shade. I waved and he waved back and then he left. Time to got to hell...
I walked into the class ignoring the stares and comments.
"How...what...he...and..her..what?!" a girl asked incredulously.
"Ugh i would sooo kill to get a hug for him"
"Yeah kill mutie millie."
"Aye Nerd! Is he your boyfriend?"
"No he is just playing her. Look at her she's just trash."
"T r a s h. Trash...."
"Mutie Millie can not speak! She's so ugly and smells like feet!" some boys sang.
And honestly i think i could sing better.
Well i know i can. I was the best singer in our school before i became mute.
"Why are you even alive? Go and kill yourself!"
I sighed and sat down in my seat next to my childhood bully, Haley. The three Musketeers- Haley, Harley, and Hennessey. A.K.A. the girls who think they are better than anyone. Most of the girls at school look up to them. I started to take out my binder when someone pulled my wrists. I looked in horror as all the color drained from Haley's face as she saw my wrists. She looked down at them and back at me. "Y-Y-You c-c-cut yourself?" she asked in disbelief. I nodded slowly holding back my tears and I saw sympathy flash in her eyes and then replaced it with boredom. She looked back at her manicured nails.
"Yeah you might as well. Little daddy doesn't care. Heck even your mommy doesn't. Besides she's crazy...just like you. Van he is hot and well he doesn't care. So jump off a roof. No one will miss you." Haley said. A few tears escaped and I quickly wiped them away. "Whats the matter nerd? Cat got your tongue?" Harley butted in. A sob broke out and I covered my mouth. The triplets looked at me in amused expressions. "TALK! TALK! TALK!" The class chanted. I sunk back in my seat and let the tears flow down. "I-I-I....Uh...Grrrrr!!!!" I groaned pulling at my hair.
SAY SOMETHING! ANYTHING! COME ON ANYTHING!!!
The only thing that came out were a few groans and I's. The whole class laughed and I got up and ran out of the class. I pushed my way through the hallways and rushed towards the girls restroom. I dropped my book bag on the floor and ran to a stall. I sat on the toilet and cried into my palms.
Why cant I be normal again? I just want to be able to talk, sing, and have back my old life. Is that too much to ask for?! First my dad hurts us and leaves, then I go mute, and I am bullied and poor. WHY ME? TALK!!! "ughhhrrr!!!!!! W-W-WHY!!!??" I groaned.
AND I PAUSED....DID I SAY WHY?
I tried again. "W-w-wrggggggrrrr! ahhhhh!" I screamed pulling my hair in frustration. I felt like I need to cut myself. I dug in my bag and I found my hidden pocket knife. I flipped it and rubbed the blade against my thumb. Unconsciously I held it tightly against my wrist and dug deeper into it. Until I saw the rich, red, cherry color blood drip down.
DRIP.
DROP.
DRIP.
DROP.
I took the knife and cut my other wrist. I WISH I COULD TALK! I WANT TO SCREAM OUT FOR HELP! I WANT TO....DIE!
I started making cut along my arms and I let the blood drip on the floor. I cried even harder and louder. I dazedly stood up and unlocked the door blood dripping and all. I felt dizzy with every step I take. Slowly I made my way out of the door.
RINGGGGG.
The bell rung and I was now trapped. Trapped by my bullies and witnesses. They all gave me a worried look as I stumbled out of the bathroom with bloody hands and stained cheeks. "AMELIA?!" A voice called out. Everyone turned around and saw Justin pushing and running through the crowd to come to me. I just ignored him and kept trying to walk. KEY WORD TRYING. It felt like I would pass out any moment. Black dots covered half my vision and I let out a whimper and fell to my knees crying. And then everyone carried on doing what they were doing. Of course I look like a zombie from the walking dead and they ignore me today! I cried in my palms.
"What the hell millie?!" Justin said hugging me. I shrugged and he helped me up and carried me bridal style. "We are going to get you help...just stay with me, okay?" he asked. I nodded snuggling into his chest sniffing his scent. He smelled of axe and old spice. "Are you smelling me?" he asked chuckling. "Yeah.." I said....
"What did you just say?!" He asked in bewilderment. I shrugged. "Okay try again slowly." he said. I nodded and tried. "I-I-I uh.. grrrr w-w-whrrrgrgrggr! arggggggg!" I groaned in exasperation. He kissed my forehead. "Its okay. Someday sweetheart. someday..." he said stroking my hair. The black dots came back and blurred my vision. "Stay with me..." he whispered. I shook my head.
AND LET THE BLACK DOTS CLOUD MY VISION.
SOOO WHAT DO YA THINK? GREAT. I KNOW. NO NOT REALLY I NEED TO EDIT THESE CHAPTERS YEESH!
ANYWAYS I AM STILL OPEN FOR COVERS TELL YOUR PEOPLE!
Bullying is NOT cool or suicide. Bullying hurts some people but others don't care like me. Today at school people were talking about my hair. My hair:
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But guess what i say? IDGAF HATERSSSS!!!!!
So enjoy life and leave those haters talking behind your back i mean they are BEHIND you for a reason. xD
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