Mute, silent, and alone. That's how I feel most of the time. Mute, because I can't talk. I can't voice an opinion or cry out in pain or frustration. Silent, because nobody seems to care. It's like I'm not even noticeable when I walk in a room sometimes. Alone, because there's nobody for me. My friends end up ditching me, always. I don't want to feel like this, and a mysterious stranger seems to have the same thoughts about my emotions. Mute, heard, and happy. ||| I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS, ALL CREDITS TO RICK RIORDAN |||