HAHAHA, that was hysterical I'm dying. Long story short, my friend wouldn't get off my laptop so I said "Fine, just post the next chapter to my story on the site and you can keep using it." AND THEY POSTED THE HANNIBAL CHAPTER TO IT. haha, I apologize so hard everyone. For those of you who freaked out and sent me a messages and acted rudely about it, calm yourself it was OBVIOUSLY an accident. "What the fu*k who are these people?" Hannibal is obviously Hannibal Lecter, and it's obvious it was for another story, and it was obviously not done on purpose. Seesh, tough crowd. Now that you saw part of that story though, you should go watch Hannibal and then read that one. Do it! Sorry again everyone, now for what was SUPPOSED to be posted-

Hello everyone, once again your wonderful reviews brought me back to write more. I swear, I'm a FF reader that HATES when a writer takes so long to update, or worse, stops updating all together. I hate that I've become on of them, and I'm sorry I hope you all forgive me. I am thankful people are still taking the time to read and review after all this time, you're all great. On a side note, I'm not sure if anyone is into this kind of stuff, but the new television show Hannibal? Anyone watch it? If so, PM me because I need some people to talk with about it. It's not big yet, but if you're into that kind of stuff, give it a try!

Enjoy shade 21!

I get really good grades, kinda because I don't want anyone to know that I hate school. I know if I do the work and get things done, summer vacation will come around and I'll be free. I remember in the special school how all the kids would cry and throw fits every day because they couldn't make their block towers stand up. I don't want to call them stupid because everyone is different, but the whole time I'd be in the corner reading while everyone tried to calm down. One of the teachers would always come sit with me and ask me why I never wanted to play with all the other boys and girls. "I want to read," I would tell her, and I'd want her to go away. Really, the kids in those classes drooled on themselves and put things in their mouths, some of them couldn't talk and not because they just didn't want to. One of the girls in that class used to hug everyone, and she would try to hug me until the teacher would tell her I didn't like it.

"I want to hug him because he's my friend!" Her voice was loud, and then she started making tears. I didn't want her to make tears, but when she looked at me I just backed up because I was scared she would hug me. "Why don't you want to hug me and be my friend?" I didn't talk to kids, only adults because it was rude not to answer them. I just looked at the ground when she asked me, and she kept making tears and I just wanted to go home and play piano.

I remember the teacher called Grace and said that I refused to interact with the other kids, and when Grace asked me I told her, "They try to hug me, they make too much noise, they're messy, and they cry a lot." That was when her and Carrick decided it was time for me to go to school where Elliot went as a 7th grader. I had to take a test to see what level I was on, and they said I was right where I should be, if not above it. But to play it safe I started school as a 7th grader. These kids here were the same age as the ones in the special school, and now I see why those kids couldn't come to school here. The problem was, I didn't belong in a special school and I don't belong here either.

Grace keeps asking me to have one of my friends over for dinner, or that she can pick them up and take us somewhere. I sorta told her I had friends, and Elliot heard it and looked at me but didn't tell her the truth. Elliot doesn't talk to me anymore. Mia sits and tells everyone about her best friends in her elementary school, Elliot has most of the same friends he's always had, and then there's me. Mia started in normal school and everyone likes her. No one calls her names or tries to make her cry. I listen to her talk and when her friends come over, they always do the same thing. She tells them I'm her older brother Christian, like I'm really interesting and she's proud to tell them. Then the other little girls laugh and wave and whisper to her really loud that they think I'm cute. She tells them it's gross and they laugh. I think they're cute too, but little girl cute. Like how I think Mia is cute. Her friends always tell me they need help with their homework and it's very easy so I think they're lying, but I sit with them and help them anyway. They're kinda my friends, but not really because they're a lot younger. Elliot has a group of friends that he's always with, they're all on the football team with him. He still has his best friend though, Tyler. I like Tyler a lot, Elliot would get mad if he knew this but Tyler is my friend. In school, Tyler is in one of my classes and he sits next to me and talks to me. When he comes over the house is the only time Elliot even talks to me. He even lets me play with them, and Tyler is on the football team too and he taught me how to throw the football.

"You throw pretty well, you should try out for the team," Tyler told me. Elliot laughed.

"Someone would tackle him and he'd cry because they touched him," Tyler didn't say anything after that. I knew Elliot was right, but it was nice of Tyler to say. I would never actually join the team, I don't know why Elliot had to be so mean.

When Grace and Carrick give me a chance to talk after Mia and Elliot, I don't have anything to say so I lie. I tell them about boys in my class but instead of them being mean to me, I tell them they're nice and I sit with them at lunch and we talk in class. That makes them happy, even though Elliot looks up at me and then looks away. Mia tells me her friends really like me and they have a school dance coming up and he should be all of their dates.

"You're all too pretty to be my date," she blushes and giggles, and out of everyone in the world I still love Mia the most.

Turns out, my school is having a dance too. All the girls are at Elliot's table with the cool eighth grade boys trying to ask them to come. No one is sitting down that day so I can sit at an empty table and eat some lunch and read. I don't want to go to a dance, and I don't expect anyone to ask me about it. Until someone sits across from me.

I look up, and it's a girl I've never seen before. She has long blonde hair in a ponytail and the end of it is dyed red. Her face has red marks on it and her eyes are greenish and she wears sneakers and a hoodie and jeans. She doesn't look like the girls at Elliot's table, but she's still kinda pretty. She's prettier than those girls, I think.

"Hi, Christian," still everyone knows my name without me telling them, "I'm Amanda."

I smile sorta and put my book down and glance around the room, no one is even looking at us, "Hey."

She looks kinda nervous but she smiles anyway, "I know this sounds dumb, but you know that dance coming up?"

I nod and smile again, "Yeah, it's tomorrow."

Her face gets even more red, "Well, I'm sure you're already going with someone, but if not or whatever do you maybe want to go with me?"

I stare at her, too surprised to say anything. Her face looks more and more sad the longer I'm quiet, and I'm afraid she'll cry. She's the first person to sit with me, talk to me, and certainly the only person to ever ask me to do anything with them. I look up at Elliot's table, and no one else is looking but Elliot is. He winks at me and smiles, and that's the first time in forever he's even acted like he knew me. "Sorry I asked, hopefully we can be friends now at least." She goes to get up, and I look back at her and she isn't looking at me anymore.

"Wait Amanda, sure I'll go with you," the look on her face was enough to make me mean what I said. I'd never made someone smile like that.

"Wow, okay. I even bought a skirt, we can meet here tomorrow when the dance starts. Right at this table?"

"Yeah, I'll be here. Thanks for asking," she gets up then and walks really fast away. I smile kinda.

At dinner, Mia is talking and Elliot just interrupts her, and Mia hates that. "Christian got asked to the dance." Grace and Carrick looked surprised, and everyone looks at me, even Mia forgives the interruption.

"My friends are going to be so sad," she says.

"What did you say?" Grace asks, and I've made her happy too.

"I said yeah, and I'm going to meet her at the table we sat at today."

Carrick grins, "Thirteen years old and a girl is asking him out, no one asked me out at thirteen." I want to tell him girls are always asking Elliot out, but he looks really proud of me so I don't say anything because I've made him happy too. Everyone's happy, except me. I don't really want to go at all, especially with someone. It's too late for me to change my mind now though.

"We have to buy you a button down shirt to wear, let's go after we eat," Grace says, and she's still smiling.

"Oh, oh, let me come!" Mia yells, "I'll help him pick a nice colored shirt, a purple one will look so nice!"