Sense Chapter 1

Hiya there! This is Alichesswondr88 in case you didn't know and just a little warning for all the people who are reading this as the first story of mine - I like to put stuff in A/Ns, before the chapter and afterwards. Every chapter. You can, of course skip over them if you want to, but if you do skip over later ones, here's the plea I will probably put in there more than once throughout this story: REVIEW!

Please, I'm not kidding! Read whatever you want to but authors love reviews and I am no exception! This is my first time writing a reader insert story, so if you guys have tips feel free to share. Also, I am a really big fangirl, so I might reference stuff (ya know, anime, books, shows, movies, etc.). And I'm also crazy! Everyone who has started to read and/or kept up with my fanfic Fighting Darkness, Loving Frost every chapter already knows this. I will randomly burst out in laughter or darkness or use capital letters-

Jack: Or type 'asdfghj;lkadfjdkl;agh' when you can't express your happiness in actual words. *smirks*

Alichess: Oh yeah, I do that too. Sometimes, I'll talk with the characters of my story and type whatever the heck we're saying. And just so you know (I got this from roleplaying with my friends) if something is in asterisks (the little star things **) then it's something that one of us out here are doing. Everything else is something we're saying. This is only for the A/Ns.

Jack: You're being really technical about this, you know? Like you're teaching a mini-class before they're allowed to start reading the story.

Alichess: Oh shut up, Icicle.

Jack: Aw, you know you're glad I'm here.

Alichess: Maybe you don't know this, but 'shut up' means to not talk. *looks at Jack pointedly* I just don't want people to be confused because I hate it when I'm confused about something and then have to go look up what it means. Makes me feel kinda stupid when I find out it's something silly like AU.

Jack: *raises eyebrow*

Alichess: Alternate Universe.

Jack: *nods*

Alichess: If you're trying to annoy me so I'll tell you to "un-shut up", it won't work.

Jack: *rolls eyes*

Alichess: Okay, enough of this for one chapter.

One more thing, lovely readers whom I appreciate very deeply for daring to click on my humble fanfiction: If there is someone whose fanfic I read and love or who reviews, follows, and/or favorites my story, I put their names up so you can go check them out because they are wonderful people! So a couple of people whose stories I have read and love are:

Mystichawk (The Boogeyman Tries to Understand Fanfiction)

Starskulls (Authors Hunt, Tortured)

Rabbitfoot O'Eight (The Meaning of Fear)

Now, there is a crazy band of five authors on this site. They are all friends through FanFiction and even include each other in some of their stories (which I think is SO COOL)! They are Mystichawk, Starskulls, Xion5, Fantasydreamer244, and Lokithenightfury. AKA Mystic, Star, Xion, Fanty, and Loki. I LOVE THESE GIRLS! THEY ARE AMAZING! However... Because I don't have Wifi 24/7 (Curse not having it 24/7!), I haven't read any of Xion, Fanty, or Loki's stories yet. SO MANY SAD FACES! :_( :_( :_(

I promise I will eventually! But do not make up excuses if you have Wifi all/most of the time because if you do, you are MISSING OUT!

Enough of my ranting!...

Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever, own Dreamworks or their Rise of the Guardians, even though all us fans wish we could say that. ;)

YOUR P.O.V.

So here you are, lying on your bed, trying to figure out what to do. Yep, you're bored. Which is easy to become, but not very easy to get out of. Because like some other people you know, once you're bored, everything you list off in your mind sounds boring until you find yourself in the situation you're in now - lying on your bed, wanting to do something but not really wanting to get up.

You sit up and whistle (at least, you think you do), and within a couple of seconds you feel soft, shaggy fur tickling your bare lower legs. You smile, picturing your german sheperd, Angel. She's the perfect dog, always docile and gentle, and is very cuddly if you might add. You push yourself off the bed, kneel down on your carpet bedroom floor, and hug her for a few seconds before finding and grabbing her leash, allowing her to help you down the slippery stairs you almost always seem to trip on. Don't know why, you think. Every other staircase I'm fine with, but ever since this one's been polished, the surface has been extra slippery. Of course, it might help not to wear socks walking down them, but my feet are cold enough as it is. It doesn't matter what season it is - your floors always seem cold to you.

You're almost 17 now, and can do a lot of things by yourself. Your best friend stops by your house quite a bit to check in on you, make sure there isn't anything you need her to do for you. Usually, if you need anything, it would be something like picking up groceries that you have no idea where the heck they're located in the store. And that's not very often. You live with your mom, but she has to work to provide for the two of you, and she's on the late shift, coming home mid-morning and sleeping 'til late afternoon. Which means she'll probably be up in her room by now. You make a note to yourself like you do every morning to be extra quiet. Not like you would know, but your mom doesn't ever complain, so you figure you're pretty quiet when she's sleeping.

You reach down, find Angel, rub behind her ears, and let her lead you toward the front door. At the doorway, you grab your keys and open the door, locking the door as you go out. You put your keys in your light jacket pocket. There's a light breeze and you guess summer is saying its last goodbyes before moving on until next year. Angel leads you on down the sidewalk. You feel someone tap your left shoulder three times and say hello to your best friend, (bf/n), lifting your head and eyes to her height on your left side. You keep on walking, (bf/n) by you and Angel the whole time. You talk to each other about all sorts of random stuff, like you usually do. Your right hand keeps its light but solid grip on Angel's leash, your left being drawn on by (bf/n)'s finger.

You continue walking, and if you're correct (which you are) you are now in the small park area in your town. Angel leads you to a bench where you sit down. You close your eyes and smile peacefully. Feeling Angel sit down, her body warmth keeping your leg warm, you fold your hands behind your head and lean it back a bit. You imagine a song in your head and tap your foot softly to the beat. Three taps on your left shoulder. (Bf/n) tells you she's going to go back home to work on a project she has to do for art. You nod and go back to your song. All too soon enough you feel a buzz in your pocket. Reaching for your phone, you slide your thumb across the screen to turn off your hourly alarm, realizing that it's 1:00 and you should probably be heading back for a late lunch.

You unlock the front door, step in, close the door, and hang up your keys. After slipping off your shoes, you take Angel's leash off her collar and let her walk around. Probably to the living room to keep an eye on me, you think smiling. You make your way to the kitchen and struggle only a bit to find things for a sandwich. Grabbing a bottled water out of the fridge, you slowly walk over to the living room couch, set your things down and eat lunch, Angel at your feet, loving on you like the cute li'l sweetheart she is. When you finish eating, you sit on the floor and curl up with Angel for a bit, petting her soft fur and kissing the top of her head. Standing up, you take the paper plate and plastic bottle you used and throw them away before walking back to the couch to just lay down and relax for a bit. Closing your eyes, you just imagine. It's something you're very good at. Especially for the last six and a half years. It's one of your favorite pastimes. Mainly because in your mind you can do anything you want. You can fly, sing, dance, swim through a blanket of stars, and eat cotton candy clouds with little fairies. You could even hear and see. Like you used to be able to do... before the accident. You would never go near fireworks again. They belonged up in the sky, far away from your face, your ears, your eyes. Blinding lights and eardrum-bursting sounds - they weren't supposed to be that close to you. And it hadn't been anyone's fault. It was just a mishap. That didn't mean you didn't wish you still had the ability to see and hear people and things.

You lay there imagining until roughly 3:00. You feel three taps on your left shoulder and one on your right. Mom's awake. She runs her fingers through your (h/l), (h/c) hair and kisses the top of your head. Takes your hand. Taps certain places, draws certain letters, tells you she's going to work in another hour or so. You smile and nod your head, reminding her (as if she needs it) to lock the door on her way out. She responds by sarcastically telling you she knows, she knows. You chuckle and shake your head.

Eventually you go upstairs and get ready for bed. With no problems whatsoever. Sure, you were deaf and blind, but after almost seven years, you knew your way around the house and how to do things on your own. It wasn't like you couldn't take care of yourself.

So what do you guys think? Please leave me a review and tell me! I like reading reader insert stories so I thought I would try writing one. Hopefully you liked it, but hey. If you didn't... Eh. *shrugs*

There will be more chapters to come. Obviously. I mean, duh. ROTG fanfiction and so far nothing related to the Guardians. Oh! By the way if there's anyone who doesn't know already: (h/l)=hair length, (h/c)=hair color, and (bf/n)=best friend's name.

Tooth: Well reader insert stories are certainly different. Interesting to read. *nods*

Alichess: *nods back* Yep! I like them 'cause it applies directly to the reader!

So, yeah. You, the reader, are blind and deaf, but completely capable of living a normal life. And now, with two stories of mine going at the same time and school and band, it might take me a while to update sometimes. Apology ready in advance here. However...

For marching band competitions, my school is going to play That's My Girl (by Fifth Harmony) which I listened to while writing most of this chapter. It's really good and I just happened to find it by accident. Stumbled on it, checked the title, then did a double-take. Like, WAIT! I know this song! XD

Please go vote on my poll! No one has voted! STILL! :_( It's on my profile page thing so... yeah! I promise I would appreciate it!

As of right now, I don't have a special saying for the end of chapters for this story like I do for Fighting Darkness, Loving Frost. I might have one, I might not. So for now...

Peace out fam! (-D