Tongue-Tied

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     I have no friends. No, I'm not being dramatic, I literally have no friends. Nobody really talks to me at school because of some stupid rumor that has been going on for a while now. I have no siblings either. I do have a mom though. No dad. He disappeared somewhere in my life.

     Looking left and right, the hallways are empty. Just a few papers flying here and there and some open lockers. I don't understand why people leave their lockers open. It's down right moronic. Sighing, I start taking small steps towards my class. Just hope that we don't learn anything new today. I'm already tired of learning things. Can't wait to get out of this school and head for college. Even though I'm going to learn new things there.

     As I arrive to my AP Calculus class, all heads snap towards me as soon as I stepped a foot inside the class. Haven't these children ever seen someone come into class late? It's nothing new. Annoyed, I scan the room for any open seats because Jefferey Davis took my favourite seat. Stupid Jefferey Davis.

     Finally setting my eyes on an empty seat, I take a look who is next to it. I don't know him but he is actually pretty cute. No he is really attractive. I don't think I have ever seen him before. I walk over towards my seat as the whole classroom stares at me cautiously in silence. Sitting down I give a quick smile to the guy next to me and turn my head to the teacher, who is already looking at me just as the rest of the class. 

     I'm really tired of this.

     I rapidly blink back the tears and give a small fake smile as I make some eye contact with a few people. My head pounds and my stomach ties up in knots, making me feel very nauseous. Thankfully, the teacher turned around and continued writing on the board and started speaking about infinite limits. The class turned their eyes away and gave their undivided attention to the teacher. Sighing, I silently thank god that I didn't break down in front of everybody.

     I slide my notebook out and clicked my pen and start writing down notes word by word. I don't like taking Cornell notes because I don't think it will give me enough space to write. Plus, I don't really want to fold a paper and write questions with summaries. Too much extraness. The teacher soon gets cut off after thirty minutes by a phone call.

     "Hello, Mr. Waverer speaking." he says. The classroom quickly became uninterested as he continued to speak through the phone. Chatters erupt through the room that I guess is acceptable while a teacher is on the phone. Sighing once again, I doodle a few flowers and hearts to kill time. 

     Mr. Waverer finally ends his conversation with another teacher I'm guessing and hangs up. I compose my posture and glace up to him as he calms the class down.

     "Alright, I have to go fix something down with Mr. Dean. Please keep your voices down. If I get a complaint by another teacher saying you all were too loud, prepare yourself for a pop quiz along with detention." He announces. I bet everyone is secretly doing fist pumps in the air. He runs out the door in a hurry, and once again, the class breachs into chatter. Well what do I do now? 

     Oh yeah! I forgot, new guy. He doesn't know anything about the rumor. Maybe I have a shot to be friends with him. I turned my body to him and take a good look at him. He noticed my movement and turned to me also.

     I smile at the new guy sitting next to me. 

     "Hi," I wave a small wave. The corners of his crinkles up as his dimples rise up to the middle of his cheeks. He is really attractive. "What's your name?" I asked. It's pretty rude to not ask a very attractive guy what his name is. Well, I don't really talk to anyone so might as well.

     His smile instantly drops as I asked. He looks up to me with a sad smile. Why is he so gloomy all of the sudden? Confused, I look over my shoulders to see if there was anybody behind me doing anything cruel to upset the poor guy. Nobody. Even if there was someone doing something, what would I do? Tell that person off? Psh, I don't even have the guts to talk to someone who knows about the rumor about me.

     I turn my head back to the new guy and furrowed my eyebrows in question. He huffed and grabbed my hand as he clicked his pen. Flipping my palm up, he brings the pen down and starts scribbling on my hand. What the hell is he doing? I'm so confused...

     My name is Aiden. You?

     I look up from my hand and blinked a couple of times. My lips parted slightly to gasp quietly that it is barely audible as I snap into realization. That's why his smile just disappeared. My mind swarms with different questions. What am I supposed to do? Apologize that he is mute? No, he would probably hate me, saying sorry won't fix it. I know that from experience. So there is no reason for me to apologize.

     Deciding to ignore that he can't speak, I smiled and held my hand out to him. I can't believe I'm doing this. But hey, I feel pretty damn good.

     "My name is Gail," I say as we shake hands. He gives me a small shy smile as we let go of hands. 

     Some people has noticed movement. And others have noticed me speaking. I haven't spoken in forever cause ya know. I don't talk to anyone here. But now I do. The thought makes me all giddy inside. I finally have someone to talk to.

     Finally.

     Classmates began to mumble stuff to others as they stare at me and Aiden. Realizing they are talking about me, my stomach goes in twisted knots again as my heart pumps faster. I dart my eyes everywhere as the whispers and stares grows. I'm about to pass out, but suddenly someone taps my shoulder. I twist my head from the movement and breathe. It was Aiden who was tapping me. Sighing in relief, I give a sad smile.

     Aiden looked at me with concerned eyes. He must be asking if I'm okay.

     "I'm okay.." I mouthed as I drop my head. Aiden lifts my chin up so suddenly with his index finger, making me stare at his bright chocolate eyes. The lass is dead silent now. Everyone is staring at us. My heart pumps by the sudden contact of him touching me. He smiles and mouths "It'll be okay."

     My heart slows down and my muscles relax. 

     And suddenly, I do feel comfortable.

     I do feel safe.

     I do feel okay.

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I'm going to use big words later on in the story. Probably the next chapter. I know I'm not good as most writers but hey, I'm trying. But this is my style of writing. So it's coo. 

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(I don't use vomment because it sounds like vomit ew no)