A/N: Ok good news bad news time. Good news. ITS AN UPDATE. Bad news I lost all my new files. I did something on the computer and my newest chapter for mine 21 is gone. Now I have to rewrite it and I really don't want to. But don't worry i will. At least this stayed safe. I hope you like it.
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A Mind That Sits Still- Wow thats sad, and happy. I'm glad your friends changed but sorry people are like that. I don't actually know someone closely that has a disability. But there were many in my old school. I always felt bad for them and my aunty used to work with those kids. I'm glad you liked the chapter.
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Chapter 3 "Decently Okay"
Of course I'm not talking her. Not only do I not want to but why should I. She showed up late, acting like she owned the place, and like she was better than us. The way she stomped out of here cussing sealed it for me. I don't need people like that. I don't like people like that.
"How are you doing?" Nurse Lisa asked.
"I'm good aunty." I replied smiling. I didn't meet her eyes but i did raise my head. Even though she may not be my real aunty she's the closest I got.
"You were to good for her." She said hugging me from behind. I didn't say anything and continued to draw. I drew a beach like always. If I could I wouldn't told the girl off myself but... I can't.
My hands held the light blue as I scribbled on the paper. I was putting the finishing touches on my clear ocean water. I even added touches of lavender for shading. The thin black sharpie lay with in arms length but I avoided the want to sign my artwork. Aunty Lisa could do it later.
The now used up paper was placed in a scrap book and I took a clean sheet from the bottom. It had to be completely spotless.
That was another thing I didn't like about that girl. She was a new thing in my spotless life. My world is far from perfect but I'm happy and fine with the current schedule. I don't like changing things up and this was a change. She was pushing every button I had.
Add the fact that I was PMSing all week and I wouldn't want to be around me.
Maybe now I should draw the house on the beach. Maybe a drawing with music stuff. Even one with an animal or two. I'd love to have a big animal like a Tiger or Wolf. I'd even settle for a cat or dog but they won't let me get one. Maybe I can draw a zoo. One without fences and chains. Animals shouldn't be chained up. I saw the orangoutangs on animals plant. They all looked so happy to be free.
What was I gonna draw the first time now? I can't remember.
I frowned at the paper and angrily scribbled a few dark black lines. Stupid ADD. It gets in the way of everything. It sucks.
My dark lines were getting softer and more graceful as I noticed a picture forming. I added another black streak and put some musical notes on it. I could hear the music in my head as I continued to draw the piano, and guitar.
I was busy perfecting the key pattern on the piano when the door opened. I refrained from fully looking up.
I was shocked to see who was standing at my door. I didn't show it but on the inside I was standing with my jaw on the floor.
In all her spoiled glory the angry blonde was standing at my threshold with an uncomfortable expression. I peaked over towards Aunty Lisa who really did have her mouth agape.
"What are you doing back here?" The brunette asked pulling the blonde to the corner.
Ass Burgers! For god sakes how ignorant can a person be!
I don't know if they think I can't hear. Cause I can. Clearly.
"Well, I'm not really here by choice. I don't feel like going to jail so this is the next best thing." She scoffed. I could just imagine her sassy composure. Hands on hips with giant sunglasses on her head. I wonder if she knows they make her look bug eyed. Maybe I'll tell her one day.
Probably not.
I smiled to myself as I sketched her outline on a blank paper. I was doing this one all in pens. I drew her blonde hair the black coach bag and the jeans so tight they looked painted on. I wear jeans too but I like my legs with blood and circulation in them.
Aunty Lisa and the blonde continued their conversation for a few minutes more. I drowned them out after a while bored.
I was busy trying to choose her eye color. Blue for her actual color that I caught a glimpse of. Then there was the red which matched her personality better.
Red.
Honestly I was a little impressed that she came back. I was expecting her to drive off in a little Porsche all the way to her mansion to cry to mommy and daddy. Maybe they'd end up giving her a new pony. You know make it all better.
I added a few horns and even a barbed tail for effect. I was very much pleased with the outcome.
Then suddenly my tabled moved causing me to draw a crooked line. I frowned at it furiously in attempt to straighten it out. The nerve tingling sound of the metal caps on the chair feet scraping against the blue gray tiles sent me cringing.
Everyone knows how much I loath that sound. Everyone but this girl.
"I'm sorry." Came softly out of her mouth. I listened but kept my head down.
"Can we start again." I just kept drawing, completely ignoring her advances. "... Alright, I'm Spencer and your Ashley." Thank you, I know my name.
"Am I gonna see your face at all today?" She asked slightly cocky. Probably not. I thought. The answer stayed in my mind though. I think my silent actions spoke for themselves.
Its not that I was being just stubborn. Maybe a part of me was. For the most part though it was the Aspergers. I don't like looking people in the eye. Its just not something I do.
"I'll take that as a no." She said slouching into the chair. I could feel the vibrations her feet made as her jittery leg bounced. The table moved when she started to wring her wrist. I was getting slightly irritated.
"Do you want paper?" Aunty Lisa asked after a long awkward pause. I saw the girl nod like a bobble head, before accepting the white sheet.
The click of pens hitting the white wood table seemed louder than it should have been. I could here her struggling to open the marker.
I sneaked a glance at her from under my hair watched as she frowned at her paper. Her head was tilted to one side causing her hair to cascade that way. It was like a blonde water fall of Herbal Essence smelling hair.
Kinda pretty.
I could still see the horns though.
I tucked my half drawn devil photo under the stack and picked out a new sheet. My mouth found the pencil back and I bit down into the rubbery eraser and metal cuff. It dented under my touch and I studied the impression my teeth made. All my pencils had teeth marks.
Everyone keeps telling me that pencil led can effect my brain. I don't care. I can't get any messed up can I? My parents don't even want me.
"I don't know what to draw." The girl said flicking her pencil against the table. At this point she new I would respond so she didn't even glance at me.
I decided to draw a waterfall.
"A flower can't be to hard can it?" She questioned. Her eyebrows furrowed as she moved her head to look at the flat paper from every available angle. I shook my head as she picked up the pencil. Her grip was to rough and to tight. She held the wooden utensil up like a flag pole. The pressure on the tip was so harsh it caused crumbs to fall.
"This looks terrible." She commented looking at her four petal flower. "I can't for shit."
"Eh Hmm." Aunty Lisa coughed glaring at the girl for using that type of language.
"Sorry." The blonde replied cockily. "I am not skilled in the way of an artist." Her blue eyes rolled then returned to the paper.
"I think a first grader could do better." Yeah. She's probably right.
She picked the pencil again and added a crooked stem and pathetic leaf. She sighed and pushed the paper away from herself.
"I must seem like a real brat to you. Huh?" She asked tapping her fingers. I was starting to think she has some type of ADD with all the finger movements and the ways she jumps subjects.
Of course I stayed silent, but yeah. You do.
"I know. I get that a lot." She sounded kinda somber like she doesn't want to be a spoiled brat.
"I don't mean to be. Its kinda just who I am. I could blame part of it on my parents though." She spat the last part and I found myself nodding along.
"Did you just respond to me?" I froze and went back to drawing. Now this was the stubborn side.
"I don't really know much about autism." She stated. "There aren't many disabled kids at my high school."
I bet there are. She's just to shallow to notice them.
"The closest I ever came to a disability was when I was around 1" She laughed. "My brother noticed I crawled weird and we found out I had hip dysplasia."
Interesting. I just learned something. I thought only old dogs got that.
"I wore a leg brace for a while. Then it was all better." She shrugged and the multiple bracelets on her wrist jingled.
"I guess thats what I get for trying to come out of my mother hip first." She said it as a joke, though it was true. There was a small chuckle from her side as she laughed at her own words.
All right, that was kinda funny. Not enough for a response though.
"Oh! My brother tore his ACL before." The blonde said nodding. "He healed really quickly though. The pain was bad but he didn't complain. He didn't even take the meds from the doctor." She smiled. "I thought he was crazy, but Glen just said that NBA players had to be tough."
The smile on her face told me things. One her brother's name was Glen. Two they were close. I wonder what happen to him.
"He's playing collage ball now. Big shot of the team and what not." There was a sigh. "I miss him." The look on her face was dreamy. She was probably remembering some perfect family moment.
Hmm. So she does have a heart. Nice to know.
There was some more tapping as she tried in vain to come up with another conversation topic. I think she was doing pretty well since it was a one sided thing.
"Whatever." She sighed in defeat. "You probably don't want me here, but I have to be here. So ... yeah."
There wasn't much communication after that. She finished her flower drawing. I finished my waterfall. Then we parted ways. When it was time to leave she said goodbye but didn't glance back at me. I didn't saw anything to her so i guess were even.
After that my day went as usual. I fiddled with the computer, and a few musical instruments. I did a few crafts and I even went for a short walk around the building.
It was a rather ugly place to spend all your time. The large complex was all one color. That cement gray, as I call it. Its plain and dull and covered in graffiti. The grounds were we are allowed to walk are bare and littered. The few trees are over grown, while the little pond is green. To top it of the fence they have surrounding the property looks like something you'd find in prison. Tall metal with weeds growing along side it.
Its no ones fault really. I mean maybe they could do a little something to make this place look nicer but money is an issue. There are way to many people coming in and out then there are workers and equipment. This was a day care sort of. A place to go for minor check ups and spend the day when everyone else is busy.
I stopped walking and leaned against the back wall. Slowly I slouched down to a kneeling position. I was directly under the words 'retard' written in blue spray paint. It was either that or Sped unless I wanted to sit on red ant mounds.
They could really turn this place into something nice, if they had the chance.
I think thats what irritated me most about that blonde girl, Spencer. From her appearance you could tell she was rich. The Coach bag, perfectly fitted jeans, Juicy shirt, and designer sunglasses spoke for themselves.
She was the girl that had it all. Yet in a very weird way I felt bad for her. The compassion she showed towards this place was zero to none. I was in the lobby when she showed up. I wasn't supposed to be but I was curious.
Amy was my friend, and for her information not all with Cerebral Palsy are helpless. Amy wasn't. The little blonde girl was one of the sweetest people I ever met. She was bright, happy, and funny. The only thing wrong was that she was dependent on a wheel chair.
So what!
Before I left aunty Lisa told me that I'd be seeing Spencer a lot more. She said that if the girl is trying than so should I. I didn't say anything. The time spent together was decent. I hate changing routines but it was nice having someone to talk to that was new. Plus she didn't push like others do. She wasn't as in your face.
Maybe I'll warm up to her (rare but possible) or maybe I won't. Maybe Spencer will get moved to another room. We can go about our lives like we never met each other. That wouldn't be so bad.
I think?
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Spencer P.O.V.
I sat in my little Audi for at least five minutes. Probably longer though I'd hate to admit it.
I didn't know how to feel about that visit. I should be happy its over and relieved that I can do whatever I want now. I should've felt like the whole thing was hell in a bland room.
I just didn't.
It wasn't exciting but it wasn't agonizing. After I got started talking and the silence was filled it was rather comfortable.
I only got a glimpse of her face but she was definitely pretty. I thought I'd end up with some drooling kid or something gross like that. She wasn't so bad compared to my imagination. It could have been worst if I had a kid that was needy. The type that beg you to play games with them nonstop.
She had really nice curly hair. It looked natural too. My hairs straight unless it frizzes up. Madison's hair is like Ashley's. Then again Mads uses a curling iron so... I guess that doesn't count either.
BEEEP BEEEP
I jumped at the sound of an angry car horn. The owner of a station wagon was tooting at me.
"What!" I shouted back a bit hostile.
"I was just wondering if you needed help!" The voice replied slightly afraid.
Oops. That was my bad. Can you blame me though? Its hard to determine whats going on with a beep or a car horn. All cars sound mad to me.
"I'm fine!" I replied in a calmer voice. It still wasn't sweet and covered in sugar but it was decent. Just like everything else today.
"Okay" The car owner said pulling up next to me. It was that Rachel girl. She just stayed there as did I.
"Well, bye." I said giving her a dismissive smile.
She lowered her head and muttered a bye. Her beat up wagon drove of leaving the smell of motor oil.
At that point I noticed that the lot was empty again. Not even my friends had waited for me.
I reached for the ignition with a weary arm and drove out of there. I guess I'm going home.
"Hey Spencer!" I was greeted with forceful hugs as I got out of my car. From the smell of paint and the location their playing at I can guess that Dante is painting the garage.
"Hey guys." I greeted. I wish I could take just a little energy from them. I don't know when I made the change from that to this but it happened.
"Can you play with us tonight!" Drake asked flashing me his shiny white teeth.
"Maybe." I replied. Their pleasant mood was rubbing off on me a little.
"You said that last time and never showed up." Fletcher pouted.
"I was busy." I said ruffling their hair. I knew I'd feel guilty but Facebook and texting were very important. I have to stay in the know if I wanna keep my spot as head of the school.
"Are you busy tonight?" They asked in sync.
I had history homework and a little bit of science but I'd probably skip it either way. We already had our family dinner last night so I didn't have to show up for that. I'm a bit pissed at my friends for ditching me today so I'd probably skip doing something with them. I guess I am free.
"Not really." I said trying not to get their hopes up.
"Great!" Drake bounced.
"Mom bought us a new game yesterday. You can play with us!" The smaller boy said just as happy.
Errr I can't say no.
"Fine." I gave in. "But I need to rest now so I'll see you after dinner." I told them.
"Okay!" The pair replied and scampered off.
You know. I think they drained my energy not gave me some.
So with that ahead of me I walked into my house. The key got stuck again but eventually I made it to the kitchen.
Hey! Wait. There was no mother to scold me about walking in with sunglasses on my head, or slamming the front door.
I looked around for signs of life. The Tv was off. The windows were closed. Everything looked untouched.
There was a paper on the fridge written in curly letters, mom.
Spencer
Your father and I are taking your sister out to eat tonight. Don't ruin the house.
Mom
I think thats the sweetest thing she's said to me all month. Don't ruin the house.
"Gahhh!" I sat down in the seat and threw the paper away. So inconsiderate and irritating!
Usually I'd play it off as nothing but Jesus Christ thats my family!
"Spencer are you alright?" A voice questioned from behind. I could tell it was Marie without looking.
"I'm fine!" I snapped.
"I read the note. Would like to join our family for dinner?" She asked softly.
I scoffed. "No thanks. I'll just order a pizza."
Then I walked away. "Tell Drake and Fletcher I can't play tonight." I shouted over my shoulder.
"May I ask why?" The soft spoken house keeper inquired.
"Cause I'm going out."
Its been a while since I saw my boyfriend. I picked up my iPhone and called the number listed under 'Baby'.
Maybe Aiden and I could do something fun tonight. See I don't give a shit about my parents or their stupid plans. I'm doing my own thing.
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