LOVE ME BLIND

Ava Lee

Sunday

My parents decided to finally ask me what my thoughts were on going back to school.
"I want to ", that's what I wrote down when they asked me.

"Okay Ava anything you want darling", my mom had replied to me but my dad didn't say anything.

I wanted him to support my choice, say it was a good idea , he didn't.

My mom had to arrange a special carer to wheel me around to my classes and stay at the back of the class.

She said it was only a temporary one and that the doctor was giving me a rest before I practice walking with a stick which sounded exciting.
I would be able to go places on my own without dragging anyone with me.

At first she suggested Sarah but I said no, I didn't want to ruin her school life.

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Monday

"You have biology next Ava", my carer Linda announced.
I shook my head to indicate that she was right, she had the timetable so she was aware of my classes.

I think she was trying to make conversation.

I'm just coming from my art class which was useless because in today's class we had to draw people live.
I obviously couldn't do that so I had to draw from my mind.
Linda said it was very good and so did my teacher , but from the way my classmates were giggling and whispering I don't think it was that good. I may have to drop that class it's useless to me now.

" Ah Ava what a pleasure to see you, welcome back", I smiled at Mrs Creeny's lovely voice.

She is my favourite teacher and biology is my favourite subject so I was really happy to be in the class.

When Mrs Creeny asked Carter Jones to partner up with me I loved the reaction I received from him.

He treated me as a normal person , annoyed that I wasn't getting up to get my own lab jacket or goggles.

Best part was when Mrs Creeny asked him to bring the equipments to my desk and when he did so he banged the tray on my desk.

I wanted to laugh but I didn't want to seem weird in front of Mrs Creeny.

"F*ck", he said but I didn't know why, he sounded really shocked at something.

"Carter if I hear from you again you are out of this class!", Mrs Creeny said in a sharp tone.

"Er sorry Mrs. Creeny ", he replied all of a sudden with a croaky , shaky voice.

I heard the teacher walk away and there was silence for a while before I heard a chair being pulled from beside me.

I could feel him staring at me I feel for my pen and pad "If you take a picture , you could print it out and hang it on the ceiling so you can stare at me before you go to bed every night ", I show him with a huge smile on my face.
I was probably looking like an idiot , maybe he wasn't even looking at me .

"S..s.so..rry, I didn't mean to stare", he replies back to me in a shaky voice indicating that my theory was right.

" I mean you can stare all you want, I don't mind", I write back.

A few minutes passes before he answers again .

"Are you new in...in....in town?", he questions with fear ? I dunno there was a tinge of something in his voice.

"Ha ha no? Why would you think so?", I write on the pad before showing it to him.

"Well you must have been home schooled then", he stated unsure .

"Carter Jones, shocker you don't know I have been in your tutor class since 1st year," I write down with a laughing face .

"You are messing with my head, how do you know my last name? I've never seen you before in this class or ever in my life !, not until I bumped into you, your parents and your sister Sadie? at the hospital ", Carter replies confused as I hear him take a big gulp.

"What that was you my sister almost murdered at the hospital? , Sorry about that and my sisters name is Sophie by the way ", I write on the pad.

"Ha ha yeah if your parents weren't around she would have chopped off my head , she was very protective", Carter replies less shaky than before.

"Oh and also Carter I wasn't always in a wheelchair , maybe that's why you don't recognise me, I was caught up in a serious accident hence why I'm in the wheelchair", I write down.

"An a...accident ?, what accident, when was it ?", this time I was sure he was scared of something.

"Erm like two months ago? , why do you even care ", I write down .

He is not one to care about people's emotions, he is known to use girls like toilet rolls and so him acting like he cared was suspicious to me.

"Okay guys time to clean up, we will continue the experiment next week", Mrs Creeny distracted us.

I can't believe I spent the whole of my biology class doing nothing but conversing with Carter Jones.

Not in a million years did I ever think I will have a full on conversation with him.
Especially not when I was blind and in a wheel chair.

I guess we will have to continue our experiment next Monday then.