*Signs Hi in sign language. Puts hand into five and puts thumb on side of forehead. Pulls a little away*
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So without further ado,
Chapter 2
Muted Candle
Max P.O.V.
I looked down at the note and sighed but dug out a mechanical pencil anyway.
"Max" I wrote back. He nodded.
"Nice to meet you, Max" Fang wrote back and stuck out a hand, which I shook. I chuckled silently as he grabbed the note back and began writing quickly on it.
"What class do you have next?" I smiled and dug my schedule out of my bag.
"Math with Lightfoot" he chuckled and reached out a hand for my schedule. I placed it in his hand and he looked it over and smirked.
"We've got the all the same classes" he said and handed me my schedule back, which I stuffed back into my bag. The bell rang, making me jump, and making Fang chuckle again. He grabbed my arm and led me out of the classroom.
"Hey Fang wait up!" A voice yelled from behind us. I turned to see a boy about my age with spiky strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes, walking quickly toward Fang. He stopped when he reached us and looked at Fang then me.
"Who's this?" he asked and looked up at me, expecting an answer. I sighed and turned to Fang, signing to him to tell the kid.
"Iggy, this is Max and she can't talk" the blonde kid, Iggy, nodded in understanding. He turned back to me and held out a hand, which I shook.
"Nice to me you Max" I nodded and gave him a small smile. I reached into my bag and pulled out a small white board and a green expo marker.
"Nice to meet ya too" I wrote and he smiled and nodded.
"So you headed to Lightfoots?"He asked and I nodded as I put the white board back into my bag. Fang stopped and opened the door to classroom 135. I followed him into the room and walked up to the teacher's desk.
"Ahh you must me Max, Welcome to Math!" he said with a smile, which I slowly returned.
"You can go sit in the middle of Fang and Iggy" I nodded and rolled my eyes but made my way back to sit by them but my seat was soon claimed by a red headed slut. I looked at Fang then at the girl, who whirled around to face me.
I picked her light ass up out of my chair and pushed her out of the way and took my seat in the middle of Iggy and Fang. Red head slut made an annoyed sound and strutted back to her desk. I mimicked her by flipping my hair and sticking my nose up, causing Iggy to laugh out loud. Mr. Lightfoot turned to us, gave us a secret wink and went back to teaching something on negative numbers. I admit I wasn't really paying attention.
The bell rang, snapping me back to reality. I stretched out my jelly legs and followed Fang and Iggy to the English room, which was taught by Miss. Anderson, who was a little creepy, I might add. I could already tell I was gonna fail that class as I followed Fang to the lunch room, having ditched Igg at his locker.
"Don't get the mystery meat" he whispered into my ear and I scrunched up my nose and nodded, following him into the lunch line. I made sure to pick up two pieces of pizza, a mountain dew, some chips and a couple chocolate chip cookies. Did I mention I love chocolate chip cookies? No? Well now I did.
I followed Fang to a table in the back of the crowded cafeteria. He pulled out a chair for me, making me roll my eyes but I sat down anyway. He plopped down in the seat next to me.
"Hey Fang. Omg who are you and what is on your head?" a mocha skinned girl asked and slide into an empty seat, closely followed by a tan, Mexican looking girl. The mocha skinned girl turned to me and pierced me with her dark brown eyes.
"Well?" The tan girl looked at mocha girl with a frown.
"Nudge don't be rude" she said and turned to me.
"I'm Ella." She held out a hand and I shook it. I took a piece of paper and a pen from Fang and wrote on it.
I'm Max, I'm mute and I've had cancer since I was 10. I passed it to the girls on the other side of the table, who had equal level of shocked written on their faces.
"O My God… I'm so sorry!" The mocha skinned girl, Nudge, squealed and gave me a hug. I awkwardly patted her back and gave her a smile.
Four friends in six years. I'm on a role!
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TO A REVIEWER NAMED Deanna: Yep I really am mute. It's kinda hard being mute, not being able to tell people how you really feel, not being able to scream when watching a scary movie, not being able to sing to Pumped up kicks in the shower, not being able to save I love my friends or family. Not being able to say my name or being to say my friends names. But also it makes things different. I get to see the world in different ways. Ways that involve listening and writing. That's why I write and play music more than anything else. Thanks for the review!
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