AIT (because I just like to complicate things and not call it AN): Why
yes, it DOES give a whole new meaning to "Go fuck yourself". I didn't even
think of that XD –referencing first review on last chapter-
Disclaimer: I don't own this at all. If I did, I would be a best-selling author, which I am not... Even though that would be really cool... ;o;
Voices in My Head
Chapter Two
His backpack slung over his right shoulder, Danny made his way down the crowded hallway at his school to the last class of the day. He sighed, watching happy (couples) students walking down the hall, laughing about this or that, and things that Danny knew wouldn't ever matter in the long run. He sighed again as he went into his classroom and sat down in his seat, just a few away from the door.
The lecture droned on and on, Danny paying attention every other sentence as he leaned his chin against his palm. As the teacher was giving them time to work in class on their homework, Danny felt a slight tap on his shoulder. He jumped and spun around, his longish hair flying a little ways from his head.
"Ton—," he began, then stopped. It was just the girl who sat behind him. What was her name? Andrea Wilson? No...No, it was Audrey Wilkes, that was it. Danny expected either a stupid question about the assignment or a joke at his expense (it was usually the latter). Instead, she handed him a piece of paper and went back to whatever business she had.
Danny turned it over a few times, staring at it, not really wanting to open it considering that most of the notes passed to him were insulting. He shrugged and sighed (something he was getting quite good at), opening the note. A few months ago, he probably would have cringed, but now... Now he took these sort of things sadly and without any real show.
But on the paper was something he definitely hadn't expected (since he had really been trying to not read people's thoughts because of the locker-room incident). In delicate, slanted letters, the note read:
"Danny, Meet me after school today outside. There's something I desperately have to tell you. -Audrey W."
The pale boy stared at it a while with one eyebrow raised. Oh, come on. How stupid did she think he was?
(It's alright, Danny. Not everyone thinks you're stupid.)
Danny leaned closer to the desk, afraid he might cry, afraid to hear Tony's voice in his head again. He was going to go after school, whatever it might be for.
Tony sat in a corner of the hallway he had been meeting Danny in the last few times. He didn't want Danny to go out there and get hurt. He had to protect Danny from the outside world where everything was pain and hurt...he wanted to be able to talk to Danny, to be with Danny, all the time.
But he wasn't going anywhere, and he knew it.
Disclaimer: I don't own this at all. If I did, I would be a best-selling author, which I am not... Even though that would be really cool... ;o;
Voices in My Head
Chapter Two
His backpack slung over his right shoulder, Danny made his way down the crowded hallway at his school to the last class of the day. He sighed, watching happy (couples) students walking down the hall, laughing about this or that, and things that Danny knew wouldn't ever matter in the long run. He sighed again as he went into his classroom and sat down in his seat, just a few away from the door.
The lecture droned on and on, Danny paying attention every other sentence as he leaned his chin against his palm. As the teacher was giving them time to work in class on their homework, Danny felt a slight tap on his shoulder. He jumped and spun around, his longish hair flying a little ways from his head.
"Ton—," he began, then stopped. It was just the girl who sat behind him. What was her name? Andrea Wilson? No...No, it was Audrey Wilkes, that was it. Danny expected either a stupid question about the assignment or a joke at his expense (it was usually the latter). Instead, she handed him a piece of paper and went back to whatever business she had.
Danny turned it over a few times, staring at it, not really wanting to open it considering that most of the notes passed to him were insulting. He shrugged and sighed (something he was getting quite good at), opening the note. A few months ago, he probably would have cringed, but now... Now he took these sort of things sadly and without any real show.
But on the paper was something he definitely hadn't expected (since he had really been trying to not read people's thoughts because of the locker-room incident). In delicate, slanted letters, the note read:
"Danny, Meet me after school today outside. There's something I desperately have to tell you. -Audrey W."
The pale boy stared at it a while with one eyebrow raised. Oh, come on. How stupid did she think he was?
(It's alright, Danny. Not everyone thinks you're stupid.)
Danny leaned closer to the desk, afraid he might cry, afraid to hear Tony's voice in his head again. He was going to go after school, whatever it might be for.
Tony sat in a corner of the hallway he had been meeting Danny in the last few times. He didn't want Danny to go out there and get hurt. He had to protect Danny from the outside world where everything was pain and hurt...he wanted to be able to talk to Danny, to be with Danny, all the time.
But he wasn't going anywhere, and he knew it.