He was one of the hottest guys I've ever seen. I bet he would have been with lots of girls. Thing is, who is he?
I look up to see him towering over me.
I watch his face scrunch up, and read his lips.
I can't believe he just said what he just said!
Watch where you're going, Writing Geek! How rude!
My guess is that he's talking to the guy I'm helping out. I feel a fiery rage inside, but I try to keep calm.
"Hey! What's wrong with you?!" I yell.
He then turns to face me and his eyes darken.
He gives me a mean glare and says something. I read his lips, and realize what he said. What a dirtbag!
Anna grasps my arm gently and we walk off into the school building.
Our peers stare at us with wide eyes of fear. What are they scared about.
I feel a presence from behind me. Anna stops abruptly and cocks her head back, and I think she shouts something to someone behind us.
I turn my head to see the dirtbag staring at me as if he witnessed something terrible.
Anna and I slowly walk away, and he's still standing there, as if he faced Medusa and was turned into stone.
"What's going on?" I ask.
I read Anna's lips, and she says that it's nothing I need to worry about, and that he won't be bothering us anymore. But I feel like he may come into contact with me again, I'm just not sure if he's going to be a jerk, or someone I never thought he was.
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Teen FictionKyra Trey is a teenage aspiring writer who became deaf at a young age. Kyra transfers to the Ruth Asawa School of the Arts, where she befriends Anna Jenkins, a ballerina with a bubbly personality and Shane Hart, a rebellious singer-songwriter. Toget...
