Shy ~discontinued~

Chapter one

Nobody has heard my voice, have they?
Some people might have, but nobody really.
Everybody is so curious on how I speak, but let their imagination take care of that.

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"Party girls don't get hurt can't feel anything...." My alarm clock goes off, I groan, grabbing my phone and turning off the alarm. Sighing, I check Instagram ever so quickly, after, getting out from my warm cozy bed, and getting ready for school.

I brush through my hair, letting it down, changing into a sweater and skinny jeans. And lastly, putting on my glasses.

I run down the stairs, my bag slung over my shoulder. Seeing a note taped at the bottom of the stairs. It's from dad.

Dear Scarlett, I'm sorry I cannot see you this morning I have a very important meeting. I'll see you soon love, daddy.

I stuff the note in my bag and grab a granola bar, walking to the door and locking it as soon as I'm outside.

My father works very hard to keep our home, have clothes, food, etc. Mom died of an illness when I was little, making myself have very little memory of her.

As I walk to school, I hear birds chirp, neighbours getting their news paper, dogs barking, the same thing. I pull out my phone and headphones, slipping on the headphones, and playing music.

By the time I get there, so many teenagers are chattering away, some ignoring them -which are the wall flowers- boys and girls eating their faces off -obviously the populars- and some small groups of boys and girls who knows what their title is. I'm more with the wall flowers. It's easier not having friends.

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Putting the stuff in the locker I don't need, I head to the first class, and from then on, just wait for the end of the day to come.
After a long dreadful day, art class is last. As I draw cat whiskers, a boy with dark brown hair, bright brown eyes, and slightly tanned skin looks at my paper, he asks, "why are you drawing cat whiskers?"

I shrug, mostly it's because of Dan and Phil. The boy speaks once more.

"I'm Levi," he smiles softly.

"Scarlett," I speak quietly, hoping he doesn't even hear me.

He nods and keeps watching me.
Did he actually hear me? Wow.

The last bell rings as I gather my stuff and leave the class, soon walking home. By the time I get there my father is there. "Hey Scar," he smiles and hugs me.

"Hey dad," I reply, hugging back.

After dinner and taking a shower, I open up my books to do homework. As I bring out my sketch book a little note falls out. Huh.
As I open it, the hand writing is sorta messy but easy to read. It wrote.

Hey, I know why you drew those cat whiskers. Dan and Phil. Hope to see you soon.
Levi.

I shake my head, putting the note back into my sketch book and start my homework.

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Hey! So here is chapter one edited of Shy! Really hope it's better. I might change the plot so if it seems confusing I'm so sorry!
Merry Christmas!
~Admin