Brianna's POV:
It was Friday afternoon and I was on my way to my bus. When I got on, I headed to the back. I was starting to get use to sitting in the back, and it was not because of Jeremy. It was just more peaceful back there, considering the fact that all of the ignorant people sit in the front.
I got to my seat and sat down. I put in my earphones and just stared out the window. My mind was set on this partner thing. Me and Jeremy both decided on his house. Which meant I would be on this bus even longer.
- 5 minutes later -
From the front of the bus, I could see Jeremy getting on. As he was walking towards me, he began to smirk. I had no idea what went on in that boy's mind. But hopefully one day, I would figure out.
When he finally sat down, he instantly started to talk.
"So, are you excited to see my house?"
I shook my hand around signaling that it was 50/50.
"Whatever. But you know next time, it's your house."
I looked at him seriously. Then, looked away. I don't know if I really like the idea of him coming to my house. I mean, it's just a bigger chance for him to figure out my secret.
- 10 minutes later -
We arrived at this big house. Did this seriously belong to Jeremy?
"Well, Here we are. Let's get off the bus Brianna."
We both got up from our seat and headed off the bus. Once we did, the bus drove off and I just stood there looking in awe.
"Brianna?"
I looked at him.
"Do you like it? My father had the house made for us. That way we could decide on what we wanted and how big it should be."
I nodded my head. Whoever did the house, I give them their props. The house looked like a mini CASTLE!
I then remembered Jeremy saying we. I wrote down what I wanted to ask.
"Oh yeah. I have two brothers and one sister."
Damn! I guess I knew why they wanted the house so big now.
"Come on. Let's go inside."
I simply followed him to the front door. He got out his keys and started to open the door. It didn't take him long. And when he opened it, we quickly went inside.
The inside looked even bigger than the outside, if that was possible. I just stood there, taking in my surroundings. I could get use to this place.
"Come on Brianna. Let's go to my room."
When he said that, I started to feel a little uncomfortable. Just the thought of being in a guy's room, alone, was kinda scary for me.
He must of seen my reaction because he spoke.
"Brianna. It's not like I'm taking you up there for sex. I just want us to go up there because my laptop is there. If you're that uncomfortable, I'll go get it and we can study down here."
I shook my head. I felt like I could trust him a little. Plus, if he did get any ideas, I wasn't gonna be afraid to kick him where it hurts.
"Ok. Let's go."
- Upstairs -
We arrived to the top of the stairs. He led me to where his bedroom was. When I first saw it, my mouth dropped. His room was so big. Plus, he had all types of lights everywhere.

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Unspoken
Teen FictionImagine your mother killed and you going through abuse by your own father. For a girl named Brianna, that's exactly what happened. She now lives with her aunt and uncle. But ever since that horrid nightmare, she hasn't been talking. Like, at all. No...