FAT

One

I stood motionless in front of my new school.

"It'll be great. It'll be good for you" they said with pity in their eyes.

The school in front of me was new. I could see myself in the sleek hallway floor. My hand-me-down vans probably leaving scuff marks on the floor as I walked. Columbus High, where do I even begin...maybe I should mention this school is for the rich, smart, and pretty. And I am none of those. With my shaggy plain brown hair and dull green eyes, I don't even know why I decided to show up. 

The room in front of me was mathematics. I hated math, with a passion. I breathed in and out and opened the wooden door to find a class staring disgustedly at me and a teacher looking me up and down as if she could somehow figure me out with a glance at my baby blue sweater and leggings.

"Who are you?", the middle aged woman questioned disgustedly.

I'm Stacy Williams, I signed.

"Oh! You must be the new student. Stacy Williams?" She exclaimed.

I nod.

"Well, what are you standing there for? Come introduce yourself!", she beckoned me to the front of the classroom.

I was dumbfounded. Was she stupid? Couldn't she tell I'm mute?

I walked slowly to the front and signed my introduction.

Hi everyone. I'm Stacy. I'm from England, but just moved here to California recently. Oh, and I'm mute.

As I signed I heard hushed whispers spread throughout the classroom.

What's she saying?

What's wrong with her?

Ummm...what.

Hey! Jake knows sign language!

I glanced at the class. Did they think I was deaf? And who was Jake?

~HEYO~

Dayum @Hanana_03! Back at it again with a new book!

Okay. Okay. I apologise.

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There will be a **TRIGGER WARNING** at the beginning of each chapter with self-harm.

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