Chapter 2 - Slience

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Previously: "Then it hit me, that boy was Asher Lee."

I looked away and at my hands. I bumped into Asher...Asher...freaking.......Lee! Usually Asher is very distant and isn't really the sociable type, so this shocked me but, there were rumors spread around school saying he killed his parents and what not.

Which is completely ridiculous in my opinion... but that's just me.

Plus, he actually asked me about my eye, as if he actually cares. No one does.

I sigh, I rested my face on the palm of my hand waiting for class to begin so I can just get this day over with.

I'm in first period which is English. I'm not really a fan. No offense to the people who like English. I'm more of a History type gal.

I was also concentrated on the thought that he grabbed my wrist. Way to be settle.. I thought.

He didn't grab it hard but, it hurt because of the - before I finished my thought a teacher came in.

"Hello class, I'm Mrs. Donald. I came to inform you that your teacher will be late due to an incident. We are short on staff and your teacher told us that you can socialize for the remainder of class." She smiles and walks out.

Hmm, maybe English isn't so bad except...I have no one to talk to...

My eyes scanned around the room to find someone to socialize with except...all them were busy talking to their friends or their boyfriends or girlfriends.

As I was just about to finish scanning my eyes landed on Asher, who was sitting there alone, quiet and distant from the world.

I got up and hesitated before walking towards him. I pulled the up the chair in front of him and I adjusted my body so I was facing him.

I gave him a small smile. He just ignored it. "Hey," I say a quiet but yet very awkwardly.

How can I start a conversation if I'm the only on talking?!

He doesn't reply. He just looked at me with his cold green eyes.

I tried again. "Um...hello?" I repeat. Again there was no answer.

I sighed and figured there was no hope. I got up and started to walk away. He gave up the quiet acted and sighed, "What do you want?" He asked, utterly annoyed.

"I just wanted to see if we can...uh..possibly...start a conversation" My eyes not giving direct eye contact shift down to my hands that I am now fiddling with.

"Well, go find someone else to talk to." He says with his arms crossed. "That would be nice if only I had friends." My eyes shift. He looked at me like he wanted to apologize. I gave him a small smile and headed Back to my seat.

I decide to listen to music and I took out my phone and plugged my ear buds in.

I went to my music list and decided to listen to Panic! At The Disco.

"If it feels good, taste good it must be mine. Heroes always get remembered but you know legends never die."

Nothing like some good P!ATD to keep a girl occupied and well, Brandon Urie Of course.

I bit my lip at the thought of Brandon Urie. I was snapped outta my trance when the bell rang.

Time really flies when you get ignored. I thought.

I pick up my bag and head to my locker to get my stuff for Science. I grab my text book and put my bag in my locker so I don't have to carry it.

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