-Luna-
I followed Miley into the janitor's closet. The closet was dirty and dusty, aswell as filled with cleaning supplies but it was probably one of the most private places in the entire school.
She tied her hands awkwardly behind her back. "I'm deaf..." She waited for me to reply and forgot I was mute. "Oh, right." She searched through all the junk in the closet and pulled out a white board and marker.
I wrote on it, 'How are you deaf?'
She took off a piece of plastic from her ear. "It's a hearing aid." She said shyly, her words said differently due to the fact that she couldn't hear herself speak. She put it back on and adjusted it. "It, really comes in handy when people bully you,"
I took the white board, erased it with my sweater shirt and uncapped the marker. 'How could people bully you? You're really nice and pretty.'
She shook her head and frowned a bit. “At my old school, everyone always stared at me in awe like I was a block of gold, but after a while when people found out I was deaf, they treated me differently… Kind of how that boy treated you.”
I cleared the board eagerly. ‘Well they are stupid.’
She smiled and put her arm over me. “Well, we should be friends. Seems like you don’t have too many.”
“.....O-Okay.” I whispered. She put her hands over her mouth and smiled. Than I realized it.
I had said my first words.
-Rose-
We walked for at least another 10 minutes before we got to a broom cupboard. She opened the door and took me inside. She looked me dead in the eye with a super serious look on her face like she was going to break me some really bad news. She just looked down and lifted her arm u to her head.
What happened next was unbelievable. She put her fingers to her hair and pulled forward and all of her hair came with it. She was wearing a wig. It wasn’t just a wig though; it was some special effects make up as well. It was to make the wig look more realistic.
She was looking at me with almost sadness like she expected me to laugh or un. But I just looked at her and smiled. She then took a towel thing from the shelf that was behind her and took a liquid from her bag. It was make-up remover. She put it on the towel and brought it to her face. When her make-up had come off, she had a huge scar on her face. She had a secret that was like mine, nut in physical ways.
She said, “Well now you know, you probably going to tell someone or laugh or something. She said that with disbelief but fear in her voice. Like she knew I wouldn’t do it but she was still scared. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I didn’t care. I just didn’t expect it. But she was still as pretty as she was earlier. She would always be that pretty no matter what she looked like. Because she was nice to the freak.”
-Lily-
I followed this wisp of a girl into the darkest corner of the library, her brown hair flowling lightly in the slight breeze the running. She turned to me and smiled. "My secret.", She started, her voice a hushed whisper,"Is that I'm deaf. I can lip read, and talk fluently, but I can't hear anything.", I stared at her, shocked. How- When? I looked at. Her and mouthed,"How long?", She smiled sadly,"fourteen years", she said.
-Skye-
She held my hand easily as she marched us through the crowds in the hallways. She did it so, so normally, that I couldn't help but to smile.
She didn't turned to face me, but she talked anyway. "So, my secret is ... I'm not normal." She took in a breathe and sighed, tightening the grip.
"I have this ability," she explained better, "If I touch someone, they die. But not the people I care about." She turned and smiled at me. "See? Your not dying."
I smiled back, wishing I could say something, and gave her a confused look, as to say 'why do you care if you don't know me'?
She nodded, "I care about you because you look like my brother years ago. I couldn't save him... So maybe I can save you. I touched him."
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