Three years

Chapter one

Addie

New York to Kansas, great. Not a typical 'oh no I lost my friends' type of feeling from this move, I had none. I didn't lose anything. This was just a new environment to screw up.

As I walked out of the car and towards my new home my husky Scarlet followed. I'm have a variety of mental disability's including, but not limited too; depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts and actions, anorexia, and I'm very slightly bipolar. Oh yeah, I'm also mute.

In my old school, out on Long Island I was the odd one out. Everyone hated me, but though it all I couldn't push myself to hate them. I felt as if I couldn't treat people as I was. So one day I shut down and lost it all.

Well by all I mean my voice. Doctors say stress was so much that it just stopped. That's why I'm currently staring at a sky blue door smack dab in the middle of Kansas. They thought getting away would lower stress and get my voice back.

Moving wouldn't make anything better. I'm being thrown straight back into school, mute and with a grey, blue eyed husky by my side twenty four-seven. How could anything good come from this?

I opened the sky blue door and looked around. We had bought a 2 story home, big enough for my aunt and I. Might be wondering why I'm with my aunt, well my mother and father couldn't exactly move to Kansas and quit their jobs. So they kept my oh so loved brother and them out on Long Island and shipped me and my aunt to Kansas.

Not that I was complaining, all me and my brother did was fight. Me, the root of all problems and a loner. Him? Star of the football team. Polar opposites. My aunt on the other hand understood my handicaps. She dealt with a fare share of them herself at one point so here we were.

"Your room is upstairs, first door on the left sweet heart" my aunt called to me

I nodded towards her and proceeded to climb the stairs.

Once I reached my room I was amazed by how big and beautiful it was. The walls were almost white, with a slight tint of blue in them. There was a window seat lined with pillows and cushions, and right next to it my desk. My bed was a simple platform bed and my dresser was at the foot of it. It was amazing.

I still hated the fact I knew no one. I'd have to figure that out day one. Being mute wouldn't help. I have been mute since the beginning of junior year, but before that I only talked if necessary so it was nothing new to me.

I walked over to my window seat and sat down, looking at the houses next to mine. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a brown haired boy sitting in the window of what I could only assume was his room. He seemed to notice me there too judging by his small smile and wave.

Smiling back I waved as well and waited for what he'd do next. He quickly moved from the window. Wow, good good Addie you freaked the first person you met out already.

That thought quickly subsided once he came back with some paper. On it he wrote 'hey'. Since I was mute I always had paper in my bag. I looked at Scarlet and pointed to my bag, obediently she grabbed it and brought it to me.

I quickly wrote 'hey, what's your name?' On the paper and held it to the window. Soon after he wrote below his 'hey' that his name is Colby. I returned with my name to which he asked for my number so we could talk easier.

Reluctantly I wrote my number on the paper and held it up. Not even a minute later I had a text.

'Hey Addie :)'

'Why hello Colby'

'Are you new here?'

'Yep, just moved from the big Apple'