Silence ✯ cad

Chapter 1

Odette's POV

I don't mind, no I don't mind, I don't mind the rain-

I smashed my hand on the clock lazily and groaned covering myself up with my white covers. The only thing going through my head was 'why the fuck did I agree to this.' And I didn't know how to answer that question.

Joey made me go to new public high school called North Lake High.

"You'll make new friends! Maybe then you won't be so lonely."

Lonely my ass. I liked things the way they were. Kicking the cover off, I threw my legs off the bed and sat up. I rubbed my face and flipped my wild hair back so I could see what was going on.

I really didn't want to do this.

You could just skip...

Oh sure, yeah, no. Never-mind. I don't plan on having Joey up my ass all day about why I didn't go and gave up on my new school before even trying.

Why do you care what he thinks?

Because ; shit, wait I'm talking to myself.

Great way to start the day.

I walked into my bathroom, and holy mother of Tupac. I look like a rotten vegetable. I groaned out loud and quickly threw my clothes off, jumping in the shower.

After I was done with that, I changed into whatever clothes I found on my floor and left my room. No one goes in there so there was no point of cleaning.

Cause you're such a loner ?

No. I have plenty of friends.

No, you have one. And shes a prostitute.

Bar-tender actually.* And that's not the reason why, Jesus. My room had always been my room only for myself. My aunt had nothing to do in there and Joey is constantly at work so it's just me and I'm perfectly comfortable with the way it looks.

Although it's always as toxic as acid in there. I'm pretty sure there could have been a dead person under all of my clothes and I would have had no idea.

I sat on the railing and slid down, the same way I would do every time I got too lazy to walk down four flights of stairs.

I jumped down at the end and made my way to the kitchen. There was our maid, Jessica, or Jennifer, or Julie or something, washing the dishes. I walked by the table full of various breakfast meals ready, and grabbed a piece of toast along with a cup of orange juice, then left back out. Once I grabbed my school bag, I got out of the house and left down the street to my new hell for the next two years.

Whenever I would get upset, I would take this bag and go to a little hide away by the lake. It's an old cave I found a long time ago with the perfect sunset view. I usually drive there and stay for a while by the cliff which you can jump off of into a clear blue lake that always gets lit up by the different colors of the sunset. It's too beautiful to exist in this shitty world - but I'm glad it does.

I eventually got to school, only to find the halls completely empty.

Great... I'm late on my first day of school.

Oh well, it's too late to turn back now. I shoved my bag into my locker and took the little paper that had my schedule on it. Math with Mr. Drakes was written at the top of the pink sheet.

I started walking down the hall looking for the room numbered 603. Damn this school. It was bigger than the Royal Palace in England. I looked back down at the paper to make sure I'm not walking around like an idiot, and before I could look up again, I was smashed to the floor.

"What the fuck, dude! Watch where you're go-oh. Oh." I stopped dead in my tracks.

I bumped into a boy, and yes I'll admit he was cute. Very cute. He had floppy brown hair, perfect height, and his eyes - they were big and brown. But not just any brown. It had honey-gold swirls mixed with a gorgeous caramel-brown that just made me want to melt. Holy God - I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

I didn't say anything, being completely in awe-struck and paralyzed. I usually wouldn't have any trouble speaking my mind. Especially in front of a boy. But him. He just left me... Spechless. And truthfully, it doesn't happen often.

He stood up and offered to give me a hand but I got up by myself ignoring him and dusted myself of. He pulled his hand back awkwardly and shoved it into his pocket.

It wasn't to be rude or rebellious, but it was because knowing me I wouldn't be able to let go of it and I would just stare at him like I was looking straight into God's eyes.

"Sorry about that." And just like I predicted, his voice sounded like God himself. He smiled a little, kind of like a half smile - that thing guys do that drives a girl insane for no apparent reason.

"Uh yeah. No problem. I'll see you around. I've uh - I've gotta go." I tried going around him but he stepped in front of me again.

"I'm Cameron by the way." He smiled at me and put out his hand. I stopped in my tracks, almost bumping into him again before letting out a quiet 'Odette.' And walking around him. I heard him call back 'I'll see you around, Odette.' And I guessed that was his attempt at being friendly. So with that we walked our separate ways.

For the rest of that day, I tried - kinda tried forgetting about him because anything to do with him was pointless. Hot as he is, I didn't want him in my life. Well, yeah I did. He was hot as the pits of hell. But boys like him didn't belong with girls like me. And even thought I tried my semi-hardest to get him and his stupid pretty face out of my head, every minute ticking on the clock made me think of those gorgeous golden-brown eyes.