Ok folks so this is a test chapter if we like it I'll write some more if we don't like the concept I'll probably delete it or if someone else wants to use it pm me.
10 years had past since I had become deaf, I had mastered the art of signing and was well off at my school specifically for the deaf. My sister and I had been living in Minnesota all my life since my parents had abandon me with her when she was 18. Until now, she decided that she needed a change. A big change. Her thought process was to get a new job move to a new place hence changing my whole macrocosm my little utopia in rual Minnesota. She's moving us to Forks Washington and I do not concur with her decision I'm completely and utterly opposed to moving. She's changing my whole utopia my little piece of perfection to a dystopia and fast. so here I am sitting in an airport about to fly in to my dystopia of other freaking destruction being a freshman in high school in the middle of the semester moving to in Indian Reservation is the dumbest thing I've ever heard of.
Arriving in our destination at the Airport in Port Angeles I sighed with anticipation just waiting to see the house I don't want to live in even if it's the most amazing beautiful house I'd ever seen I still don't want to be there the thought of it makes me cringe.
"Oh come on Janie its not going to be so bad its a three bedroom house but you get the basement all to yourself" maggie encoureged "I wont be able to hear you blasting that damn country music for the next four years!" she signed
"Whatever floats your boat" I said sarcastically.
-First day of school-
My first day of school was not that bad. There's a few girls that were not very nice to me because of my skin color. You see everyone on the reservation as quilliet they have tan skin I look like that little snow flake in a pond of mud. Im not saying they look like mud but they are always tan. ITS NOT FAIR! In Minnesota everyone is white in the winter and tan in the summer. All of my classes were incredibly easy we covered the material back in Minnesota the first semester of school.
It was going fine until a quilliet senior walked down the hallway. It was sudenly silent as he walked up to me slamming his fist into the locker next to me, causing me to shriek. He snickered getting the reaction he was aiming for.
I started signing to him as if I couldn't talk saying things my inturpriter dared not repeat.
"I wanted to watch the white chick turn red so I can actuly see her against the floor." He smirked evily "You know you kind of blend in I wouldn't want to run into you..." as he said that one of his friends walked past him sholder checking me into a locker.
"Sorry whitey I didn't see you there." he laughed.
"Da fuck!"I signed. Getting so ragged I yelled in my hoarse monatone voice "Who do you fucking think you are jackass. Whats youre problem? Oh yes you have no life you need to pick on a freshmen? Do you think it makes you cool? Fuck no it makes you a jackass."
"Oh look the white chick sounds like a seal. Doesnt that just fit nicely." as he said this the bell rang for third block.
I scurried off to my class, eager to find out if I had first or second lunch. I walked in, sittind down in the back next to my interpriter, though I was suprised to find that it was a girl that goes to this school insted of a perra.
"Hi, my names Kim" she signed "Im a junior here but I've been signing with my brother since we were little so im pretty fluient."
"Nice to meet you Kim, Im Jane" I signed back.