I woke up to feel warm sunlight hit my face, waking me fully from my deep dreamless sleep. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, then glanced over at the digital clock that stood on my bedside table. 9:45am. I climbed out of bed and walked into my en suite bathroom and started my morning routine.
I picked out an oufit and started getting dressed. I put on my 'Must Have Mustache' white top with my bright blue shorts and blue low-top converse. I left my hair down and wore my hippie flower headband thing. I wore my 'I love Panda's' rubber wristand and blue rose earrings and some random bracelets. I grabbed my mustchae bag and checked to see if Scarlett was home. She wasn't but her bed had been slept in, so she must have gone out earlier. I left the apartment and locked the door before making a stop at Starbuck and grabbing a hot chocolate. I then got the train to Old Street station, like yesterday and walked to the venue which was on Chiswell Street. I walked through the door into the venue and decided to look for Scarlett, so I wasn't alone the whole time again.
I finally found her and she was talking to none other than Dan Howell himself. I walked over to Scarlett and stopped next to her. She noticed me and gave me a quick wave before going on with her conversation. At a break in the talk Scarlett turned to me and beckoned me to her side.
"Hey Emy, sorry I left early this morning but I didn't want to wake you. This is Dan, you know him right?" She said, gesturing to Dan. I nodded and sent him a shy wave. He smiled kindly at me.
"Emy doesn't talk, do you Emy, little mute one!" Scarlett teased. I bit my lip as I turned a light shade of pink. I didn't really like her to bring it up, and she always brought it up very lightly, like it was nothing, but I suppose it is nothing.
'Hi.' I signed. Odds were that Dan wouldn't know any sign language, but I still tried. He smiled and to my surprise signed back to me.
'Hi, so you're Emy?' He signed. Scarlett looked shocked, but then looked quite pleased. I suppose she was glad she didn't have to translate my sign language into words for Dan to understand.
'Emily, but Scarlett calls me Emy. Emily LaMarca, and you're Dan Howell.' I signed, smiling widely. I couldn't believe that Dan was able to sign and I could actually have a converstaion with someone other than Scarlett.
'That's a really nice name.' He signed. He knew he didn't have to sign to me, but I think he just liked doing it.
'You like using sign language, don't you?' I asked with a bright smile. He chuckled and nodded.
'My cousin is deaf, so I learnt sign language to talk to her.' He signed.
Dan and I went on signing to each other for ages. Scarlett looked a bit miffed after a while and went off on her own. I think she was annoyed that I had just come in and started signing with Dan when she was originally talking to him. I knew she got jealous easily.
After a while a few girls came over to Dan to ask for his autograph. He signed 'Sorry' before turning to the girls and began to sign their stuff. I decided to just leave him to it and go and do some drawing, since I hadn't done any today and I felt in need of some private doodling time. I liked to make a world of creatures and characters in my specials book so that I could easily escape the noisy human world and jump into a land full of things I'd created, whether they were good creatures and characters, or bad ones that I had to fight, I didn't mind, as long as I was in my own world.
It was getting late by the time I pulled myself out of my imaginary land. I decided to text Scarlett that I was going home, so I texted her then left the venue and went out into the cool evening breeze. I was starting to think these YouTube gathering things weren't as good as they cracked up to be. I was hoping tomorrow would be better though, since it was outside and not in a stuffy hall thing and there may be a few more people to meet there. I had enjoyed talking to Dan, but I doubted there would be anyone else who knew how to sign.
I got home and immediatley changed into my pj's and got into bed, falling asleep straight away...
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Seen But Never Heard - A PJ Liguori Love Story [Completed]
FanfictionEmily LaMarca doesn't talk, and hasn't for many years. A traumatic experience in her childhood caused her to close herself off from the rest of the world, and one way she did that was to stop speaking. Now living with her egotistical 'best friend' s...