Xavier doesn't speak; he writes.

Quinn is has been deaf since she was six years old. When she was three, she got a horrible case of meningitis, which made her go deaf. Ever since then, Quinn has been trying her best to be as normal as possible in her high school, McAurthur. Then there's Oliver. The quiet kid that sits in the back of Quinn's biology class. He's always sneaking glances at her. He has to admit, he wonders about her, she makes him curious to discover her secrets and every part of her. When Oliver sticks up to Quinn when she's being bullied, they suddenly click. They end up having more in common than either of them thought.

i should not love her. but i do anyway.

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

we are all just misfit human beings infatuated with the idea of perfection.

i needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]

gus; [noun] 1. the only boy who likes the stars © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.

❝he wasn't looking for anything permanent, and she knew; but unlike everyone else, she didn't care.❞ timid but thriving, blair was anything but opposed to making friends with the tall, mysterious, blue-eyed boy playing guitar on a bench at one a.m. outside the city she lived in. loud but withdrawn, van wasn't like anyone she'd ever met, but his crude jokes and refusal to part from his beanie drew blair to him every night. he would talk to her through the duration of one song, then get up and leave. and after a few weeks, she realizes that sixty seconds a day keeps the heartache away. cover by: @-therapy