The Promise

The bus

I sat on the bus shaking slightly.I was nervous.About what you might ask? Well today I was going to a new school. I know, as well as you do that this should be exciting. lets say I'm not the most um… social person. I mean I go outside, sometimes I talk to people. It's just not my thing. Scarlet calm down, I tell myself as I take a deep breath.I looked down at the sudden pause of sound coming from my headphones. Humming slightly to myself as caraphernalia by Peirce the Veil blasted into my headphones, I looked back up.

From the reflection on the window you could see my pail, skinny complexion looking back at me. My dark hazelish green eyes went horribly with my untidy brown hair held back in a really sucky bun. I sighed, knowing I really should wear makeup but just never really feel like it.

I looked around slowly at my fellow students, noticing that I was almost totally isolated on the bus. I really couldnt blame them. I mean I wouldn't sit next to ne either, as I'm the only person on this bus that isn't wearing bright neon shorts, an aeropostale shirt of some kind. Instead I chose, yet again to wear all black. This included a black band tee, my choice being my Chemical Romance, skinny jeans, converse, and a black hoodie.

As I looked around once again, I noticed the only person sitting within  six feet of me, who also had headphones in, was sound asleep.

Good, I thought to myself, I won't have to awkwardly sit there trying to be polite.

Did I mention I was selectively mute? No? Well suprise, I am. By sometimes talk I mean I write it down in my battered old note book (from the Nightmare before Christmas), and show it to them.

Why am I mute some might ask. Well its just easier this way.

I put my hoodie up, layed my head back on the ice cold window,and closed my eyes, letting the music block out the world.