Breaking The Silence[Re-writing]

Chapter 2 of my story heheheehehe

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Its been 10 years since then. I still live in care, I dont have any friends in the house. Why would I? I dont exactly socialise. They have tried speaking to me but its just not going to happen, it probably never will. There was 8 of us in the 'dumping ground'. Harry, Katie, Malissa, Lily, Reece, Matt, Andre and me. Harry is only 6, Katie 10, Malissa 15, Lily 5, Reece 14, Matt 16 and Aundre 7.

Matt will be leaving the house in a few months, followed by me in about a year then Malissa. When care kids are 16 they move to a half way house, an appartment. They go to college and start a new life. Frankly I cant wait until the day comes. I've hated living with random kids then going school only having everyone know you dont have a family.

School has never been a place for me. I get good grades, but im not very....... liked. Like i said i dont speak school is hard.  I only have actual one friend. James. I don't speak to him, but we hang out, she knows that I wont speak and he doesnt mind. We have fun, I dont show emotions, I never have to be honest, not since the crash. James speaks to me, asks questions, tells me stuff. I dont move my head, nodding or shaking, I don't do anything, but he knows my answer. He says I speak with my eyes, whatever thats supposed to mean. I dont use facial expressions or body language. I just look at him I suppose. Like when he asked me if he should ask Alice(a girl from my art class) out on my date. My answer was no, I didn't tell him, but he knew my answer. Just. Like. That. Just to say I'm not gay, I don't like James in that way and I never will. If thats what your thinking! I've never actually had a girlfriend but I don't like boys...........Do I? ......... No I dont...

Anyway's to me speaking isn't important. I can speak, I can talk, I can show emotions but I choose not to. Most people find me annoying because I dont speak even the teachers. I dont like any of my teachers anyway, frankly they are just as irritating, apart from Miss Hill my music teacher. My worst subject is drama, you have to speak a lot and Mr Gregg really hates me not taking part.Music is my favourite subject. I can play a total of 7 instuments. Piano, Guitar, Drum kit, Bass, Violin, trumpet and saxaphone. The piano and Sax being my favourites. The piano expresses emotion which I dont show so playing the piano lets the emotions flood out, the Sax is just a nice instument to hear.

I walked into music, sitting on my own. "today we are starting a new topic, Singing!" Miss Hill chirped. the class starting talking until they were interupted by the teacher " Noah, you can play the piano to the song, ok" she smiled at me. I nodded once sitting at the upright piano. She then handed me a sheet of music. Tear drops on my guitar- Taylor Swift. I knew the note off by heart as Karen, one of the care workers told me to play it to put Lily asleep and night. The piano wasn't really the right insturment for this song though. Guitar was better. I wondered over to where Miss' acoustic guitar was. I picked it up and started playing the introduction on the song. No one knew that I could play the guitar but I guess they did now. The class slowly started singing to the song. Finally we finished I put the guitar - that needed tuning by the way- back where I found it. Then sat back down.

                                                                  JAMES' POV

I never knew that Noah could play the guitar. Well he wouldn't of exactly told me would he? sigh.  Noah isn't my closest friend but he's nearly there. We hang out a lot and he listens to me. Erggg. I'm sounding completely gay. Ok anyways Noah is close to any girls dream, if they would just give him a chance. He listens to you, understands. Still sounding very gay here I'M NOT!!