Jesse, who was born mute, has moved from city to city many times before. As she does so again, she considers it pure luck that she gets in the same school as Cheeto and Lewis, two best friends who immediately take her under their wing and don't treat her different than anybody else because they know exactly how it feels. But just as they get to know each other, the past catches up with them out of nowhere. PLAYLISTS jesse: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7ESgrhZ7TMK6tOjbLyVyGZ?si=0Hzzpzd2QM2-gy8LjslMLA lewis: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7qPVweoZxmcZQV0YJNxp5i?si=meuEpTEqSH6wgKgxFINleg cheeto: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1DZoIiu23sndqM6I3tn0oz?si=LtrdUp94SGCgmnzBVzwFbA PINTEREST BOARDS unspoken words: https://pin.it/5LwIM0N (also source for cover & banner images) jesse: https://pin.it/3VZi3cr lewis: https://pin.it/dTS2WvH cheeto: https://pin.it/5Q08bWX

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

Dean Thomas never expected to be anything special. He never was. The oldest, a football fanatic, the only child from his mum's first relationship. But he was special, he was a wizard. When he arrived at Hogwarts, he immediately was attracted to a young boy prone to setting things on fire. Dean was entranced by the flames, and he wished to draw them. But soon, his drawings lean from the fire to the boy creating it.