𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 | ᴱˡˡⁱᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵇˢ

chapter one.

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I arrive in front of the huge corporate building, as the sky is darkening. I hop off the skateboard, as I scoop it up and walk in, and whip off my sunglasses. I see Sammie waiting for me in her gray jacket, checking her phone. She looks up at the sound of the glass door opening to the entrance hallway, to see me. "Hey, Blue!" she says, as she walks up to hug me, as I hug her back. We start talking as our feet hit the color-neutral carpet repeatedly.

We walk up to another vending machine, as I say, "Hey, I could go for some M&Ms and water, wanna come?" she looks at me and shrugs, "Sure, I have nothing better to do." we walk up to the modern tech vending machine, as my body is facing the vending machine, and Sammie's body is being supported by her leaning on the white vending machine, with her hands shoved in her legging pockets. I type in the codes, and the food won't come out.

I get frustrated, and instead of swearing and yelling, I start signing ASL. Yes, ASL. Sammie looks over at me as I turn to her and she sees I'm signing. "Okay, the hands, love the enthusiasm, but put them down.'' She gently grabs my wrists and puts them to my sides. I realize some kids are looking at us outside, but don't recognize the faces from being so dark, but could still see their eyes. I look straight at them, as I back kick the vending machine with my sneaker, and the water and M&Ms start flying out, as I catch them both and wink. I turn to Sammie as we start immersing ourselves in the conversation we were having earlier when I see Sammie glances heading towards the kids outside.

"What?" I ask as I swallow a melted M&M. "They want us to come outside." I look in her direction, to see the same kids, as we hesitate, but then nod and start to head outside, as the kids outside just start talking again. It's not like he has something better to do.

Elliots POV

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As Martine, Doria, William, and I are talking, I see a girl inside starting to sign in.... Sign language? I couldn't recognize her face as it was so dark out here with the exception of the big pool behind us, and tiny fairy lights above us. We see what looks like her best friend calm her down, as she sees that we are all looking at the girl that we all don't recognize. She looks at us, and back kicks the vending machine, as her items fly out, and she surprisingly catches them and does something with her face, but I don't see as she's so far away from us.

I turn back to the boys and girls, as Martin looks back at me, as I'm standing at the front in the middle, and there are couches and chairs on the side where William, Doria, and Martin are sitting down, or laying down in Martin's case. "Ya know.... Blue speaks, like, fluent sign language." Will looks at him and nods, "Yeah, whenever she gets mad at me, which is pretty rare, no sound comes out of her mouth, just... hand gestures." he gestures random hand signs, some gang signs I'm sure of, but I really couldn't care less.

"Yeah, truth." is all Doria says. Thanks for that information, Doria. "Whatever so..." I keep talking, as I look to see the 2 girls still there, as I realize one of the girl's faces. It's Sam. Sam and I know each other, but don't really care for each other. Sam looks at me, and then it looks like she tells her friend, because they both look at us, as I realize the infamous curly hair strands framing the face. Blue Taylor. They were right. I groan, as I realize what I've just done. I hate Blue Taylor, and she disliked me back, but she never hated me, just didn't know my name, which always made me feel bad when I say I hated her then her brother or guy best friend or twin sister would back her up, saying she never hated me...

Whatever, I don't care, totally. I see them walk through the door and up the catwalk of cement that went over the water, and I realized that they were both wearing completely different things. Sam was wearing a gray hoodie, and some leggings, as Blue was wearing a block color button-up shirt and some baggy navy blue jeans. I gotta admit, Blue looks okay. "Guys, this is-" but I get cut off by Blue. "Hey, Willy! Oh, I totally forgot you guys were hanging out!"