Lilian.

The School

< Lilian's POV >
   My parents finally put me in public school! I'm so excited but slightly nervous. I don't know what people will think about my interpreter. You see, people react rudely to things they don't understand, I'm deaf so that is what people could not understand and be rude about. I walk in through the huge entryway and gasp as I see a water fountain just chilling. A FREAKING WATER FOUNTAIN! Not like the ones at the bathrooms in public, like a legit water fountain. Like at the park. WHAT! I look around to see a staircase spiraling up to the second floor. My first thought was 'there are gonna be some rich snobs here'. I really didn't want an interpreter because I can read lips, but sadly not many hearing people can understand sign language.
Suddenly everyone started disappearing into different rooms.

   "The bell just rang," Emma (my interpreter) signed to me.

   "Oh shoot!" I replied and started speed walking down the hall and turned into my classroom.

   Man, I thought that Emma would get me to class on time. Then I realize. No one is in here. I'm freaking 5 minutes early. Never mind "thank you for making sure I made it to class early" I signed to Emma.

   "That's practically my job," she replied she smiled at me and I'm pretty sure she giggled. As I sat down in a seat in the first row to make sure I could see Emma, a group of cheerleaders, I'm guessing, and some jocks, were squeezing through the door. I clasp onto my desk and my eyes widen in shock as one of the cheer girls starts talking to me while waving her acrylic nails in my face. I look around for help but all I could see were jocks and cheerleaders pretending to mid their own business.

   Suddenly, a hand breaks through the crowd of people... Emma! She explains the situation to them and asks them to leave me alone. The cheerleader that started it all flicks her acrylics in Emma's face then sashays away. What even happened?

    "She told me to tell you that she said, 'this isn't the last time you'll see me'," Emma says, confused. Me too, Emma.

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   < Zeno's POV >
   At lunchtime we head into the mess-hall, bumping into a girl, her books scattering all over the floor. She did some jujitsu with her hands a frustrated look on her face. The lady behind her saying,

   "She says... 'Watch were you are going!'" I bend down snapping at her saying, "Sorry." The lady does some more... uh... whatever that was, and says to me "it's fine"

   "What're you doing with your hands?" I ask handing the books to the girl, my mind screaming at me to carry on with my life.

   "It's called sign language. She is deaf, this is how she communicates." The lady replies, the girl signing to the lady.

   She signs back and then I ask the deaf girl, "what's your name?"

   She signs to me very slowly, a "L" shape with her pointer finger and thumb, then holds out her pinkie, then another "L" then her pinkie again and then she makes sort of a fist...? her hand is vertical and her thumb isn't closed around her knuckles, it was pushed flat against the side of her hand. Then she slides her thumb underneath her pointer and middle finger making the last letter (I'm guessing) of her name.

   "Lilian, and I'm Emma," the lady replies signing as she speaks. "And you are?" she questions. 

   "Oh, yeah right. I'm Zeno," I answer.

   "Well, I gotta get going, see you 'round?" the voice of Emma speaks for Lilian as she asks after a few moments of awkward silence between us.

   "Sure," I reply, Lilian waving to me and smiling. Damn, she's pretty cute, I thought to myself. She has long blonde hair and deep brown eyes, her nose and cheeks splattered with freckles. As for Emma, I would say she's about... 30ish and has short brown hair and grey eyes.

   Anyways I get over to the table I sit by myself at during lunch, and start chowing down on a tuna salad sandwich, some glares from, well- everyone, mostly the jock table, disturb me. I go back to eating, pretending it doesn't bother me. I'm not in the mood for this today. This morning was a bit... hectic.

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  ~that morning~
   I lay in the silence waking up slowly, when suddenly a loud *bang* comes from the other room where my 15 year old, annoying step-brother, Joseph likes to pin my little sister, Rosie (11) against the wall and spit on her face, to annoy her. Which makes her annoyed (which is kind of obvious), and infuriates me.

   I jump out of bed, run to the other room and push Joseph to the floor. I luckily made it in there before Joseph started spitting. I hold out my hand for Rosie to grab. Her little hand in mine, the other on her head where she hit it against the wall because of Joseph, and I bring her out of the room asking if she's okay.

   "I'm fine," she sighs, rolling her eyes, pulling away.

   "Okay carry on with your day, I guess." I reply annoyed by the rolling of her eyes.

   "WHAT THE HELL!?!?" Joseph screams as I burst through his bedroom door. "You've gotta stop picking on her," I say firmly.

   "Or what?" he puffs.

"Or you'll regret it," I reply, stepping so close to him that I can feel his breath on my face.

   As I start getting ready for school my mom knocks on the door. I tell her that I'll be out in a second and she waits. When I came out of my room my mom asks me to make sure Joseph and Rosie do their chores and make sure they get some dinner after school.

                   
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    ~back to present~
   After I finished eating, I headed to my next class. I only had 3 left including the one I was heading to now. As I walked into the class, I saw the familiar face of Lilian. She was signing to Emma. She looked up at me and smiled while waving like she was trying to ward off a swarm of gnats.
   "Hey," I reply as I wave slightly.
   "Do you know where you are sitting yet?" Emma asked me for Lilian.
   "No, why?" I reply.
  "Because you should sit by me," Lilian suggested with a huge, goofy smile plastered across her face like she was trying not to giggle. I almost smirked back at her. Almost.

"Okay..." I said questioning my existence, the class room fell silent as the teacher walked in. Miss Sulvinsky was the WORST. I've heard a lot about her and nothing was good. I quickly sat down and set my bag down beside my desk. I pulled out my text book and held back a huge sigh. This is gonna be a long class.

AUTHORS NOTE
hi guys lol i started this story A LONG TIME AGO and i just went and edited this chapter because it needed it so bad LMAO ANYWAYS