Silent [On hold]

Chapter 5

Ember P.O.V

I woke up; the same silence came to me as with every morning. On my way to school i felt a feeling of hope bubble up as i though of the last few words I though before I feel asleep last night, Maybe Fallon will heal the boy, Maybe.

Walking up the front path of the school I felt a tap on my shoulder I smiled and turned, expecting Fallon I was disappointed to find Alyssa the girl I met a few days before the one who could sign quite well for someone who was learning. She caught onto things quite well, I helped her a small bit with her signing the other day because her hands just didn't move quite the way they should. I sighed slightly and smiled a warm but fake smile. She smiled back and started to move her hands, the effort she used to make it perfect was visible in her face as she watched her hands move.

'Hi Ember, how was your weekend?' She looked back up at me and smiled and I smiled slightly back while I instantly thought of a lie to tell.

'It was fine.' I dropped my hands to my side as soon as I had finished and turned without a reply and walked towards a table on the far edge of the school courtyard. The grass was a light green and my eyes never left the sight of it as I walked silently to the table and sat down. My hope was slowly decreasing as the morning droned on until i noticed the bell had gone, people moved in a set of wave like sections, one group would move inside then a few moments later the next would move inside too. I took my place in one of the last waves of people and walked inside the building.

It was Monday so again to much of my distaste I have maths first period. Two things make this class a hell hole. One, Fallon is not in this class. Two, the students in this particular class like to turn and stare at me like I've killed 5 people in the time it took them to sit down in front of me. I hate this class.

When I get to my seat there is a piece of paper on my desk that has my name clearly written on the back of it, facing up at me. Sighing, I pick up the paper and flip it over to find a disturbing picture. The picture is scribed onto the paper in black pen and it clearly is meant to be a small kid with a knife in his ear. I flinched and scrunch the paper into the smallest ball i can manage before looking around the room. When I look at a group of boys at the front of the class, the two turned around facing the others are smirking at me; i smirk and throw the paper, hitting one of them square in the face.

I used to play baseball when i was younger i was always the pitcher and i had a killer curve ball. I chuckled silently as the group turned at stared at me dumbfounded, I smirked at them as the teacher came in and started the lecture on today’s boring topic. All through the class, one particular guy who wasn't in the group at the front was shooting me glances, one time i watched him till he looked up at me and gave him a glare. He stopped after that and my class went back to normal, mostly.

On my way out of the class i felt a slightly hard tap on my right shoulder, expecting it to be one of the jerks from the front i braced myself for impacted i was expecting to come from a fist to my face. When I turned around i was facing the other guy, from two rows back from the front, he was smiling but he was also watching me like i might attack him, why would he do that? Oh, that’s right i glared at him like i was about to eat him for dinner, oh well. I stared at him for a long while and he just kind of started to fidget, eventually i turned and started to walk away. I was tapped on the shoulder again and i glared forward taking that glare with me as i turned around. He took a step back for a moment before his mouth started to move.

"Hi, Ember right?" I read his lips, keeping a glare pretty much chiselled onto my stone cold face. I sighed and nodded; taking a quick look around us i found we were pretty much alone in this corridor.

"Cool, I'm Matt." he smiled a bit and looked at his feet shifting around a bit. Last time i saw a guy this shifty it turned out he was......Oh. It all makes sense now, he's gay. I sigh and he looks up, i take the note pad out of my bag and he stares at me while i write on the paper in blue ink.

'Not to offend, but are you gay?' i hand the paper to him with the note written on it and stare at him blankly, his eyes grow wide and he looks back at me with a look that screams out 'how the fuck did he know?' I smirked and walked off to join my group. It wasn't till i had turned around to sit down that i notices Matt had followed me. I glared up at him and he was smiling at one of the guys sitting a few people down from me. I kicked his leg and his head snapped to look at me. I glared again and started to sign, Alyssa would tell him what i was saying, she might make it sound nicer but I'd assume he'd get the message.

'Go away, stop following me and don't even think of chatting up that guy.' I glared at him while my hands balled into fists at my sides, Alyssa stared at me for a moment before looking at the group to speak to him, his face was torn between sadness and anger. I smirked at him and my fists relaxed a small bit as he stormed away. Alyssa was staring at me so i looked towards her, she gave me a disapproving look and started to eat her lunch, whatever I hated people anyways the only reason I put up with these guys is because Fallon sits here and I'd do pretty much anything for her right now. Wait, no i wouldn't ugh. I hate this; all this soppy thinking makes me feel sick.

---------------------------------- The drive home ---------------------------------

I sat silently in the car; I didn’t look anywhere but at my feet as we drove home. When the car stopped and i looked up to get out i found we weren't at home. We were in the city in front of a bright and loud looking shopping mall. I glared at the place and turned my glare to the driver.

'Your mother waits inside, sir.' he smiled weakly before pointing to the large cafe area at the front of the building. I hate my life. I walked slowly up the stairs and when i came to the top i spotted my mum instantly she was smiling in my direction and waving a little bit, i put on a fake smile and waved slightly back. I walked over to her and took of my black hoodie jacket before hanging it on the seat behind me and sitting down.

'Good afternoon darling.' my mum smiled warmly and I returned it with a fake smile that was supposed to look the same. She saw through it but ignored that and continued to smile like her adopted son wasn't something that made her day horrid.

'Why am i here mum?'  i cut straight to the point and he frowned a small bit before she gestured to the mall and then to my clothes, shopping for new clothes. I sighed and got up but my mum shook her head and moved her had as to tell me to sit back down. She called over a waiter and ordered something that i think was tea and coffee, coffee for me tea for her.

After we finished our drinks we started the endless shopping spree that my mum thought i had fun with, inside i was dying of both boredom and misery.