''Mousie, can I talk to you.'' Taylor, a girl from my maths class asked, I knew she would want to tell me a secret. I turned to her and forced a smile, I was never good with people, I was never actually good at making friends. Even though I don't really have friends I pick up on things other people say, so im not exactly a loner. I know people's name's and things about them but they just don't know anything about me.
I was halfway down the playground, being pulled about by Taylor, she was in a rush and pulling me furiously. She looked angry but more like a frustrated fish, the anger obviously covering her now red face. We got to the edge of the playground and she stopped me.
''Ray slept with my sister!'' She screamed, her face going cherry coloured with madness.
''He said he loved me, but if he did then why would he sleep with her? Why would she accept? I hate everyone!'' Her voice hissed over the chatter in the playground. Ray was her boyfriend, this school was full of drama, I couldn't really be bothered listening to her. I built up all my strength and walked off proudly without looking back.
I got stares from people in school, all giving me dirty looks just because I was unpopular, they know nothing about me though, absolutely nothing, I'm thankful for that or I'd just get sympathy 24/7.
The bell rang then, people pushed passed me. It's always a riot in the moring, mainly because the teachers come out to check if there's anyone smoking or having sex behind a bike shed. In my school that's very likely, most people lose their so called v-card before they get to year 9. I however haven't and I would like to maintain my reputation rather than make myself a whore.
I checked my timetable and frowned when I saw I had maths, I had to sit next to Carl in maths. Darn you stupid seating plan!
I growled mentally as I approached room 15 (the maths room) I pushed the door open, head's turned towards me. I smiled lightly and took my place at the back next to Carl.
Half way through fractions and dividing I felt someone prod me in the side. I turned my head towards Carl, he smirked cheekily, I scowled and stared at him in disgust. I turned my head back to the teacher, that is until I felt a hot breath next to my ear. I felt like punching him right there and then until he whispered into my ear. ''Meet me in the car park after this lesson.'' He said quietly. I gulped, nervous at what he was going to do.
I tapped my pencil at the desk, I felt conscious, I felt like everyone was staring at me for no reason. I looked up at the time, only 5 minutes left until next lesson. I wondered whether I should meet Carl in the carpark or not. I sighed heavily as the dreaded ringing went off, In this case im not at all being saved by the bell.
I walked out of the classroom quickly and watched through the window, Carl was talking to some boys and pulling strange faces, I rolled my eyes and walked through the corridor. I was about to turn to go to English class when something in my head told me to go to the car park. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and walked down to the car park, stopping next to a silver car I've aways known to be owned by Carl.
I leaned myself against it and watched people from distance head across the playground to their next class. I could be like them I thought to myself, I could be normal like every other person if I just talked to someone. I was about to walk out of school, I always leave school if I don't feel up to learning, no-one notices though. A thought came to my head, my Mum's pregnant. I felt anger and a slight hint of jealousy run through me as i thought about my Mum wanting another child.
My gaze fell upon Carl in the corner with his guy friends, they were all laughing and their eyes followed over to me. I groaned and moved away from Carl's car, I walked out of the school gate not caring about getting into trouble. He was obviously playing a joke, because of course it's hilarious to make a loser think you really want to talk to them when your some popular jerk. I hate Carl.
I walked round the corner onto my street just thinking, not about anything in particular just stuff, I heard a cough, I looked up and saw Jason leaned against his garden wall, a cigarette in his mouth, I could tell the smoking was making him cough. Was he robotic ally stuck there? I walked over to him and stood next to him, trying to hold my breath so I couldn't breathe in the smoke. I looked down at his scruffy hands covered by his army jacket, did he always wear the same thing?
''You ditched school?'' Jason asked huskily. I nodded, not knowing if he could see my response.
I looked down at his watch that was showing from under his jacket. I had counselling today, not that it would really help as anything they tell me is useless, I don't need to listen to them, none of them understand.
I walked away from Jason, without a goodbye I stopped in front of my house and dared myself to go in. My Mum would probably be baby mad right now, she was probably buying all the clothes and had all the magazines. I gagged at the thought of it. I remembered we were supposed to be going to Jason's house today for dinner, I hope that gets cancelled. I'm not a very social person, if you don't know by now.
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Forever Muted
Teen FictionGemma Starling has been on mute all her life, ever since her little brother died in a car accident she's always blamed herself. She listens to everyone's problems at school, she's not very popular but that's why people go to her, she won't speak to...