Please Read: I have yet again. Re-wrote this chapter, WHY? Because I am a BAD WRITER and I suddenly had an idea that will be great with the story. I apologize for all the confusion I'm putting everyone through with this... I'm just... I don't know. I'm a beginner so that's my excuse for now. It will start out slow but trust me. I think it will get better and better.

Mute Girl in Caste Rock: Pretty

You should be Wilder; you're no fun at all

Yeah thanks for the input

Thanks for the call

It had been days since my arrival in Castle Rock and the news about me spread quickly.

I hadn't gone out much since then though.

I had done my daily routines of jogging and naps and what not.

I hadn't seen my mom or Aunt much either. My mom had quickly gotten a job in grocery store in town and my Aunt was busy with work. I was home alone most of the time. And I admit it was bit lonely without my mom around. She was my mother and the only one I seek comfort in. Who doesn't depend or like having their mom around? I know I didn't.

Since I was new in town and my Aunt wanted to make me feel welcomed.

My aunt had done me a favour and asked the neighbours to bring their daughters over. So I could make friends and be normal. It's odd because being partially mute was not normal.

I missed being able to talk normally with someone and voice my opinions. If I could talk I would find a way out of having my Aunt do this.

So I was more than happy to wake up this morning with my Aunts face staring at me.

If I could speak I would object. Being mute didn't mean that I was disabled enough to not make friends.

I could make friends... somehow.

I didn't know what time it was and I didn't care. I was still in my pajamas and I was half awake. My Aunt was already digging in my closet for probably my best clothes that I would wear. To meet my new friends, isn't this just exciting? To be a mute girl and be new in a new town and met an Aunt you never met till days before? Yes, this is just so exciting and I am being sarcastic.

"You should wear this..." My aunt said and pulled another dress out from my closet. "Or... maybe even this, it would match your eyes." She gushed.

I sighed.

My Aunt noticed my sour mood.

"You should be happier about this Amanda. The neighbours are good people and their daughters are friendly." She said in firm tone.

I simply sighed again.

She ignored it and handed me a knee length black skirt and white blouse.

"Here put this on." My aunt said.

I stood and went to put it on in bathroom. It would be weird if I undressed and put the clothes in front of her.

Seconds later I came out of my bathroom with the clothes on.

"You look so pretty." My aunt said forcefully. Like the words had been ripped from her lips and she physically had to pull it them from her mouth to say that to me. Why was everything so tense with her? I mean what is her problem and why can't she just come out with it already?

"Okay, put these heels on and I'll do your make up." She said.

She pulled a pair of black heels from my closet.

I took the heels and put them on awkwardly.

They weren't my heels but belong to my Aunt. She had used my bedroom closet as space to put her heels. Since her closet was already filled with clothes. But I didn't mind it much. I mean after all she had been kind enough to let my mom and me live with her. A place to sleep or no place to sleep, how would you have it?

"Okay, come. sit here." My aunt ordered.

I did so but not without almost tripping on my own feet. She ignored me and my distress with her shoes. And she then started her work or as I called 'her magic'.

It wasn't long when we were done and she told me more of how 'pretty' I looked. But I didn't feel pretty. I felt like a mannequin ready to stand on display for four hours. But she ignored the clear discomfort on my face. She left me in my room and I awkwardly went to the living room standing slight in the hallway and in the living room. She then arranged little snacks on plates in the living room.

I felt dread fill me when I heard the doorbell ring.

Here comes my 'new friends' and their parents.

My Aunt shot for the door and before she opened it. She looked at a mirror beside the door and played with her hair and smiled at her reflection. Then open the door an eagerly started talking to the neighbours. Then three girls that looked the same age as me walked in and the door closed behind them. My Aunt was outside still talking to the neighbours.

They stared at me and I stared at them.

Awkward it was.

"Hi." A blonde haired girl said that decided to break the silence. I would if I could.

I smiled to be polite.

The blonde girl suddenly walked forward and sat on the living room couch. Her two friends followed suit and I... awkwardly did the same.

"SO, how do you like Castle Rock?" One of the girls asked.

"Sharon." A brunette girl hissed at Sharon.

"What? What did I do?" She asked.

"She's mute..." She whispered to her but I heard.

"Oh, yeah!" Sharon said. The girl rolled her eyes at Sharon and shook her head in disapproval with her bluntness.

"I'm sure you like it here. And by the way I love your outfit. Oh, and I'm Betty Ann by the way" I looked beside me to the blonde girl that smiled widely at me. I smiled to Betty Ann. She was nice.

"So, Laura and I have been friends since kindergarten and Sharon joined us three years ago." Betty Ann said and took a glass of lemonade from the table in front of us. My aunt had made and the snacks on the table in front of us remained untouched.

"So, I was thinking that you should join us too." She said with a huge grin. It kind of looked scary to me. She was perfect. She had the baby blue eyes, bright white teeth and short blonde hair. She reminded me of that new doll that came out. Barbie? Was it? Yep, she reminded me of a Barbie.

Laura was a pretty brunette with a light tan and brown eyes. She wore a diamond bracelet that I couldn't help but notice.

Even Sharon looked perfect; she had mid length black hair and wide naive hazel eyes.

They were rich girls.

"Don't look so shocked." Betty Ann said teasingly while batty her eyes at me. But I wasn't shocked I was discomfort able with the whole 'join us'.

"You would look so great with us. All four of us would look great." She gushed much like my Aunt had done earlier.

"Well, Girls." I looked up and noticed my Aunt.

She had come back in to the house silently and stood by the door with her hands together in a prayer like way.

"I am so happy. That you all get along and fit in so well together." My Aunt said.

Somehow I knew she was aiming those words to me.

"How about you girls go see Amanda's room? You girls could have a slumber Party or..!"

All four of us stood quickly and went to my room. I was sure they wanted to get away from my Aunt as much as I wanted too. I led them to my room and almost tripped on the way there.

I opened my bedroom door and walked in.

It was silent for a long time after I closed my bedroom door.

"Is this your room?" Laura asked finally.

"It kind of reminds me of my brother's room." Sharon said.

My cheeks heated.

I had added new posters to my walls and put up my favourite movie posters and actors. My favourite singers were still up on my walls. I had my record player on the side my queen size bed with a picture of me and my mom together when I was younger. I also had box of records beside my dresser.

I loved my room but I didn't think it was boyish. I never knew it was kind of boyish before. Its not like I had seen a guys room before.

Suddenly Betty Ann gasped and we all looked at her.

"I have an idea." She looked at us excitingly. "Why don't we give Amanda a little makeover?" She said.

Now I knew why I truly didn't want to meet these girls.

-You're Confused Writer Notes-

*Dodges butcher knives-

I am sorry but I hope this is enough and it will get better I promise.

*runs and dodges more knives and spears*