The Mute Girl in Castle Rock: Amanda Approved

Don't Know if our fate's already sealed

This day's spinning circus on a wheel

I'm ill with the thought of your kiss

Coffee laced intoxicating on her lips

Please Read: Denny is alive in this story folks and this goes a year before his death and the ray browers dead body incident.

"Your hair is so long." Sharon said. I swore that I could hear a hint of envy in her voice. Or that was probably just me, being self conscious. I felt her run a hand through my hair, from behind me. I tensed up and wanted to back away. I couldn't help it. I wasn't use to anyone touching me, other than my mom that is.

"You should cut it. Short is in style now." Betty Ann said. She was sitting on my bed and looking around, with a disapproving eye.

I felt a little embarrassed about my room, which I never had been embarrassed about before. I couldn't help but feel insulted about it being 'boyish' too. How was I supposed to know it was very boy looking? I hadn't even been in a boy's room before. The only room I had been in that belonged to a guy was my mom and dad's room.

"You like Elvis?" The disapproval in Laura's voice instantly annoyed me and brought me from my thoughts.

I looked at her and nodded my head. I couldn't help but think of her as a little crazy. How could you not like Elvis?

"I like Elvis." I turned and looked at Sharon. I was surprised. I thought she shared the same dislike for him, as Laura did. Betty Ann didn't seem to even be listening or noticing what was going on. She seemed to be another planet in her mind, right now.

"But my Mom and Pa don't like it. I don't care though. He's great." Sharon said and I couldn't but smile at her. Laura simply rolled her eyes. I frowned at her.

I guess me and Sharon did share some interests after all.

"Maybe we should give her a perm." Betty Ann said, out of nowhere.

I looked at her surprised and then shudder at what she said. She wanted to give me curls, permanent curls?

I cringed at thought of curls. I liked my hair the way it was. My long blonde hair was waist length and it took three years to get it this long. It wasn't much of an 'in style' look like the one Simone Signoret had. But I liked it and that was all that mattered to me. It shouldn't be up to them. I mean it was after all my hair.

"My mom's hairdresser can do it. Maybe we should go there." Laura said. I glared at Laura and sighed bitterly.

"How about we just leave it the way it is?" Sharon said.

I turned my head and looked at Sharon. I was surprised to see she had been looking at me this whole time. She mostly likely knew how I was feeling. Most of the time now, you could only look at my face and know how I was feeling. I knew my mom quickly caught on to this too and often watched my expressions. And now I was sure that Sharon knew this too. She smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile back. Sharon wasn't so bad after all. She was just outspoken.

I turned my head and saw Laura look over at Sharon with an annoyed face again. I frowned and sighed.

It went silent again and it was intense. I could still see Laura looking annoyed with Sharon.

"What time is it?" Betty Ann said, breaking the silence for the second time.

"I think it's around 3 o'clock." Laura said and looked at Betty Ann with surprise.

"I have to go." Betty Ann said and stood.

"Where are you going?" Sharon asked and stood too.

"Remember Denis?" Betty Ann replied.

"The football player?" Laura said, with a grin.

"Who doesn't know, Denny Lachance?" Sharon said. Laura looked at her with a frown and then looked at me.

I didn't know this 'Denny Lachance'. I thought.

"Well, expect for Amanda, of course." Laura pointed out.

Sharon looked at me sheepishly and then looked at Betty Ann. They way she looked at Betty Ann somehow made me uncomfortable. I knew Betty Ann was like a leader for Sharon and Laura. I knew they were a group. But what kind of group were they? I also knew that they didn't just 'invite' people into their group. Why were they even here? What role did I play in their group?

"Me and him, have a date." Betty Ann said, not hiding the excitement in her voice.

"Are you serious?" Laura said with the same grin, she had just seconds ago.

"Yeah, He asked me to meet him at the blue point with friends." Betty Ann said.

"Oh, so we're all going?" Sharon asked.

Laura scowled at Sharon and rolled her eyes... again.

"Well, of course we are. Were a group of four with a new addition among us." Laura said. She looked at me and winked. I couldn't resist the smile.

"I'll meet you guys there but please..." She trailed off. She looked at Laura and then looked at me. Laura followed her eyes and then looked at me too. Laura's eyes widen as she realised something and she turned her head to look at Betty Ann. Both she and Betty Ann nodded their heads to one another. They had made an unspoken signal in something. I didn't understand and I was sure that Sharon didn't understand as well. Betty Ann stood and turned around and left through my door to meet this 'Denis Lachance'.

"Amanda, come with me and Sharon." Laura said and stood. Sharon stood too and I reluctantly stood. Laura ignored the questioning look I shot her and turn for my bedroom door. Sharon followed and she noticed I wasn't moving.

"c'mon." She said and waved her hand for me to come with them.

I was curious, so I followed.

We walked out of my room, down the hall and in to the living room. My Aunt was nowhere to be seen. I noticed the snacks and drinks she had put out for us were gone. I wasn't surprised. My Aunt was someone that loved cleaning. The house was always clean and I liked it. I liked living with my Aunt. Everything smelled clean and fresh all the time. In our old house it smelt like alcohol and cigarettes.

Laura opened the front door and walked out with Sharon behind her. I wasn't far behind them. Before I stepped out, I grab a set of my own house keys that hung on a key rack next to the door. It was odd to me. My mom and I never had 'key rack' before. A coat rack was something; I was use too but a key rack?

I closed and locked the door. I then noticed my Aunts car out of the drive way. I then knew she had left back to work.

"Hurry up, Amanda!" Sharon called, from my Aunts drive way.

I walked off the porch and jogged after them.

They walked to a yellow house that was similar to my Aunts house. But they didn't have the porch swing. That I liked. They walked up the porch and turned and waited for me. Once I was in front of them. They turned and entered the house.

"Mom, I'm home. I will be in my room!" Laura called out and didn't wait for a reply. She turned on her heel and went for the stairs. I followed and once up stairs. She went for a room with her name on it. Once inside, she locked it behind me and Sharon.

I stared at her room. It was big, almost the same size as my room but slight bigger. Her walls were painted a bubble gum pink with large framed photos of people I didn't know. A poster of Lucille Ball was on the wall in a frame with her signature on the corner of the picture. I couldn't help but roll my eyes a little. Why did Laura and Betty Ann live in Castle Rock if they're so rich? Why couldn't they live in California or Los Angeles or something?

She turned and went for her closet by her bed. She opened it to reveal the largest closet, I had ever seen. She walked inside it and came out with a white mid thigh dress that had a belt below the breast.

She wordlessly handed it to me and pointed to her bathroom door.

I went to it and closed it behind me. I took my clothes off and put the dress on. It was nice and snug on me, which was instantly Amanda approved.

I came out and Laura smirked.

"Were the same size, after all." She said with an approving eye.

"Okay now for your makeup and hair." She said.

I sighed. When will this day end?

-Writer Notes-

Writers block is a pain in the arse. I've been re-writing again and AGAIN. I don't know whether to cry or laugh... seriously.