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onest. Damn woman! What would it take to make you happy? First you want me to talk, and now that you hear my voice you

..? Did you..

ugged, stood up and walked away. It was not like I was going to try and talk

, and then smacked myself in the face. I forgot to get food and I was seriously hungry for a c

the fu

was mad. See, I knew it. Not speaking keeps you out of trouble. I shrugged and went to s

n right across from me, trying to make the

was plain

ot speak? Why would you le

eeded someone to talk to? Maybe you should have spoken to me from the get go instead of pawning me of on the nearest therapist, while you barricaded yourself in your room and not co

t the ears, her nose wiggling a little bit like it did

ok my head

t the words. The eyes from earlier slowly coming

from? Then, calmly I sat back into m

er drive you around. I will not buy you clothing. I will not make you dinner... Unless you ask. And not with a pen and paper. Not

lked out of the kitchen. I could hear every step as she went up the stairs, as if she was deliberately trying to walk as h

," I muttered into my pizza which was all of a sudden the

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ng pleasure to wake me...

head on my desk, but there was no time to even think about it before I was on the move again. I

om didn't wake me... And she screamed... And oh my gawd! She kept her word I saw as

s I pulled on the skinny jean from yesterday and trying to get my hair flat by

almost seven blocks away from my house. Needless to say I'm not the best athlete, so by the tim

place where the stoners climbed through when they wanted to bu

id out loud as I look

ed even more. And to top it off, she disliked me, and I hated her just a little bit for that as well. And to top it off I

d starting to write in it. It was better than facing Mrs. Sanders in any case, and to be honest, I really did need some time to catch my breath a bit. In fact I was more tired

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arm, far away from all the problems, and people. A place where I could continue to breathe and

gain, and slowly I opened my eyes;

getting used to the brigh

tch the word before it

a worried frown developing between hi

embered that I didn't spe

if I couldn't have guess that

ly just wanting hi

, leaning over to wipe a bit of my fringe out of my eyes, exposing me to

er again... Although that might have to change at

tually helps you know," Blake asked,

but caught the words before they could form and shrugg

I was sleeping. Apparently my reflections were still great, since I snapped the book from under

like to talk, but you are going to have to talk

the ground already, I would have been sitting on my as

way from me. Then, almost as if he heard me he turned around and looked back

ted packing my stuff away, eager to get home, my stomach grumbling when remembering it hasn't yet had breakfast or

ed a little bit mad. What

she had always been a pretty girl, with brains and a nice p

showing her I had no idea

feel sorry for you, but I see you for what you really are. A freak!"

nice to me, and now she apparently feels sorry for me. Who would've guessed that she had

ith other students passed by me. Not hearing the hooting behind me. Not seeing some of them slow down to watch the freak of nature walking on the sidewalk. I just walked, knowing that nothing was ever going to be right again, just because I decided to

Damn! She probably drove right past me and let me walk all the way! What if

ike a confrontation, but then again, it wasn't like I could just completely ignore her, so

ormed the word, bu

myself to hug him back. Why now? Why was he back? So many questions running through my mind an

n?" my mom's voice broke the reunion between

ears now. We don't know anything about you. Be barely know what you sound like. I'm at the point where I won't even be able to recognize my own child's voice if he was screaming for help," she said and broke down again. Gawd!

re for a few days to help." His smile told my mother that he was a guardian angel ready to help, but his

through the snot and tears creeping down her face. Damn, she migh

e and talk to you a little bit later," my dad said, trying