Our Own Special Way 📚

Chapter 1: Special Needs

It was after the Florida 500 and Jackson Storm was glad none of the reporters had crowded around him. Jackson wanted to stretch his tyres before he left the track.

"Jackson, are you going with Ms Dawn today?" asked Gale, his long distance hauler.

"Yeah. I'm giving Kirina a drive. Oh look there she is now!" Jackson said as the girl walked through the portal with her guide dog, Angelica. The fluffy black and brown and white corgi guided Kirina through. She turned her head around, trying to hear out everything. She extended her hand and went forward finding her way to Cruz and the reporters.

"Hello who are you?" asked Cruz softly not wanting to startle her.

"Her name is Kirina. She's blind and mute. So forgive her if she doesn't answer you." said Jackson.

"Hey Jackie! Do ya wanna help me make the the muffins?" someone asked.

"Yeah Derpy I'll be right there!" Jackson called to Derpy.

"Wait how do know Derpy, Storm?" asked Lightning

"She's a friend. Why do you care?" Jackson asked suspicious of Lightings intentions.

"When does Derpy get involved in this whole ordeal?" asked Sally "And why does she talk like that?"

"Do you have an issue with how she speaks?" Jackson snapped revving his engine clearly pissed. "She autistic just so you know. And if that's an issue why don't you drive into a garbage compactor, and get crushed along with Diamond Tiara and her little hippies?" He snarled still revving his engine.

"Whoa she never said she had an issue with it. She's just not used to hearing people talk like that. You don't need to go gung-ho guard dog over that little pegasis." Lightning said defending his girlfriend.

"Jackson, go help Derpy, I'll explain the situation to these guys." someone said.

"Alright Ms Dawn." Jackson responded as he drove away with Kirina on his back, Angelica following close behind.

"I'm sorry about that. Cruz, about the wall, uh shit, Jackson, is well, he's in house 129 with Derpy and Kirina. That's right, he's.......special needs" she whispered the last two words like they were a vulgar slur.

"What does that have to do with the wall? Is something wrong upstairs with him." asked Cruz

"Yes, but I won't call it wrong. He has an extremely severe emotional issue, he's ADHD, Anxiety,PTSD, is mildly autistic, and is afraid of his own mental state" Ms Dawn explained in her normal voice."Jackson has never, ever, used any of that to justify his actions. His excuse would be fame got to his head. But I know better. He's got a temper, try not to get to personal and for the love of shit, don't call him or his friends retarded. That'll get you hurt." Ms Dawn warned. She fiddled with her brownish blonde hair. Ms Dawn let her blue-green eyes scan the track. She adjusted the collar of her grey house dress. Her grey flats remained still on the asphalt as the awkward silence was broken.

"Muffins anyone?"

"Oh thank you Derpy!" Ms Dawn smiled taking a bite out the muffin offered. It was gooey in the center. "These are good. How did you make the center?" Ms Dawn asked grabbing a napkin.

"Oatmeal and chocolate chips. Mixed together. We melted the chips in the oatmeal. It tastes better that way." said Jackson.

"Well we should be going its movie night. And let's be thankful Mrs Harshwhinny doesn't teach anymore. Yeesh. We burned all those Barney cassettes. DERPY wouldn't even watch that." Ms Dawn said, oblivious of who she was talking to.

"Why don't they'ith visit House'ith 129?" suggested Derpy --------------------------------------------------------------