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During lunch there was a definite turn around. Christian took me to have lunch with him and his friends. He didn't want me to be around Mimi and I didn't want to be either, and it turns out that Tyler and Christian hang around the same crowd. It felt weird being surrounded by nothing but boys. I wasn't uncomfortable but it was different. Christian and I went our separate ways after lunch and I ventured on to my next classes. They were all the same. Boring. Everyone kept staring at me and asking me all kinds of questions about why I don't talk. I just simply ignored them which was pretty easy on my part. I was now in my last dreadful class and no surprising that Mimi is here. Now I knew what Mia meant when she said all of the girls are mean and bitchy. I experienced it first hand with little Miss Mimi. She was co-Captain next to Mia. I didn't understand how juniors were Captain and co-Captain instead of the seniors, but I soon found out. The seniors aren't as good and I have to admit, Mimi does have some good skills on the mats. I sat and watched as Mia started to bark orders at the girls. Today was just an observing day. No hands on training for me.

"Hey, Ana. You having fun, watching?" Mia waited for the girls to create a pyramid.

'Oh yea. So much fun' I wrote to her. She laughed at my sarcasm. I like how Mia already new me so well.

Her attention was dragged away by the coach, or as she said "She's the Cheerleading instructor". I have yet to meet her because I was trying to run away from Mia. But she eventually dragged me down to the gym. I waited for the coach to get closer. She had a stunning face, pretty platinum blonde hair, and she was tall and elegant. I watched as she walked with grace and confidence over to the girls. "Elena." Mia said. She walked up to her, saying a few words and then looking at me. Elena looked as well and let a small smile spread on her lips. They strolled over and stopped in front of me. "This is Ana. Ana, this is Elena, our cheer instructor."

I waved. There was something about her that seemed a little off. I didn't know what it was, but something just didn't seem right.

The rest of the class period went on with Mimi giving me dirty looks and me being bored out of my mind. Cheerleading is definitely not for me and I hope Mia doesn't take it too hard when I tell her that I'd rather drop out. I ended up sneaking off and ditching. I know I shouldn't but I have no doubt they'd miss me. Mia was too busy leading and Elena was too busy on her phone and trying to teach Mia how to lead. I felt it was pointless for me to be there so I grabbed my stuff and ditched, deciding to look around the school. I never really got a chance to explore so why not do it now. I opened the big double doors as quietly as I could and left the room. The halls seemed pretty much empty. I went down the first hallway I saw and when I got to the end there were a set of stairs going down to what I'm guessing was the basement. It was quiet but I heard a few noises coming from the classrooms. I walked by one room that said culinary and then another that said graphic design. I took a peek in and saw a few students who were very much into whatever it was they were doing. I could smell cookies. Or was it brownies? Maybe cake? I don't know but it sure did smell good. I kept walking further down and heard something that sounded like a bunch of tools. The doors were opened and I decided to take a quick peek inside. It was a wood shop class. There were more people in here than in the other classes. There were so many kids using saws to carve out wood. I could see all the little wood pieces and stuff flying all over the place. Everyone seemed so into it, I felt like joining. Except for one person. He was sitting on his stool, not doing his work, but texting on his phone. After few minutes he got up and put his things away. Oh, it's Christian! I noticed it was him after he took off his goggles and revealed those dark grey eyes. He was so unbelievable hot. He went to the teacher and said a few things. He nodded dismissing Christian. He walked over to the door and caught me standing there.

Whoops!

He smiled and continued to walk. "Shouldn't you be in class?"

I reached into my bag as we walked side by side. Pulling out my note pad and pen I wrote down 'No. I hate cheerleading. And Mimi is in there, which makes it worse' and showed him. He gave a small chuckled.

"She isn't bothering you, is she?"

'No Mia makes sure of it.'

"Good." He sighed. We started to climb up the stairs. "So you're ditching your first week of school? You're such a rebel." His mocking smile told me he was being sardonic.

'Hahahahahaha' I wrote. Huh. I wish I could really laugh. Or talk. At least with Christian. There's just something about him that attracts me, makes me want to change, or try to anyways. The only way to fully recover from what my dad did to me, would be to fix it myself. I won't allow myself to be a victim, even in his death. 'Christian?' I wrote.

"Yeah?"

'Can you help me try to speak? To laugh? I miss it.'

He looked at me with tenderness. "You want to speak?"

'I want to be able to with you.' I took a deep breath. 'I want you to hear my voice. I want to hear my voice. Please?'

I watched as he read. His face turned soft and I could see the admiration in his eyes. He was contemplating on whether or not this would be a good idea and I thought it was a perfect idea. What better way to learn with a cute guy? Christian is my motivation. I believe he can help me, just like I believe I could help him. If he lets me that is. "Yeah." He smiled. "I'll help you." There was this weird sound that came from my mouth. It was excitement, but it sounded like a babies cooing. Christian looks at me quick and I didn't do anything. "What was that?" He asked through a laugh.

'Excitement?' I shrugged my shoulders and pulled him down the rest of the hallway. I wanted to start my lesson as soon as possible.

"Where are we going?"

I slowed the pace and began to write. 'Outside. I want to start learning now.'

"Like right now?"

I nodded.

He seemed to be fighting something. He kept looking at me and then looking at the gym doors. Hmmm. It's like he's waiting for something or someone. It didn't take him long to answer though. "Okay. I know a place." He took my hand and I couldn't help but feel the tingly sensation that traveled up my arm and gave down my spine, giving me shivers. The look on his face told me he felt it too. We walked pass the gym doors and went out the back. It led to the football, track, and soccer fields. We walked through those as well ignoring the people who were practicing the sport. We went down a small hill and a few feet farther were trees that outlined the school grounds. "Almost there." He pulled me along and once we were directly in front of the trees, he slightly moves one aside and we climbed through.

Wow. It was so pretty. There was a flat patch of grass that could fit at least ten people. It was small but really cozy. It was surrounded by trees and you could hear the birds singing from above. "You like it?" I nodded and continued to circle around the area. "I come here a lot when I'm not feelin' school." He took a seat on the ground in the middle. I sat in front of him, waiting for his instructions.

"Now, I don't really know how to even do this, but I'll try to help you the best I can."

'That's good enough for me. I don't need anything else.' And I didn't. This right here felt perfect. A small smile showed on his lips.

"Let's get started then. Try to say a word that you know you know you can say."

A word I can say. One word. That's easy.

"Mouth the word first and then try to add your voice."

I took a deep breath and mouthed the word eat. Eat. Eat. Eat. Eat. "Eee…" The word trailed off. "Eeea…" Okay? Again. "Eea.." One big breath. "Eat."

"That's good, Ana." He grabbed my hand and placed it on his throat. My breathing stopped for a second. "Do you feel that? The vibrations?" Uh. Yeah. I felt it, along with his delicious smooth skin. I suddenly felt dehydrated and had to lick my lips. "Put your fingers here…" He said, "and let them help find your voice. Start humming first, and then open your mouth to make other noises. Once your there, start forming small words."

I did what he asked. I placed my fingers against my throat and tried to hum. It was a little hard at first. It sounded like some type of croaking noise but the more I kept going the easier it became to hum. I felt the vibrations against my neck and continued to make noises.

"There you go, now open your mouth and hum."

I complied with his words and opened my mouth. The sound went from "mmm" to "uhh".

"Okay now what I want you to do is think of a word that starts with the sound you're making right now."

Okay, I think I can do that. "Uhhhhhhhhhhh…" Come on. "Uhhhhhhhhh-p." I did it again and again and again until the word was clear. "Up."

"That's a good start. Now try the word upper."

"Uhhh…Uhhhh-p. Uhhp. Up. Up. Upppe…" I don't think I have ever done anything so damn hard before. "Uppe…."

"You just need the r sound. You can do it. I know you can." He looked into my eyes and I saw nothing but compassion.

"Uppppeee…" I sighed in a frustrated manner. "Uppeeerrr." Hey, I said it. "Upper."

Christian was smiling so big at me. "This is really good. Now do you think you can try to words?"

I nodded my head enthusiastically. This was really hard and frustrating but seeing how proud and happy Christian looked, made me want to keep trying and never give up, to rise to my full potential and show him that I can do this.

"We'll use the same word upper and we'll use the word…" His eyes traveled over my body, searching for something. He looked at my eyes and then my nose, stopping when he gazed at my lips. They parted as if his eyes told them to. I kept my tongue from licking my lips, but I ended up biting it instead. I tried not to squirm under his gaze but it was so tantalizing. "Lips." He said slowly, seductively. "Upper Lip. Those are the words." That sexy voice gave me chills. His hand moved to my face and traced down the side of my cheek, his hand caressing it softly as he moved his four fingers under my chin. The pad of his thumb traced my bottom lip and then moved to my upper. My upper lip. I was careful not to breathe. I don't think I could if I wanted to. I was so wrapped up in the feeling of his thumb moving over my lips that I didn't realize he was slowly leaning forward. I stayed completely still. I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I've never been in a situation like this. Oh god, I don't even know how to kiss, but man did I want to kiss him. Really badly.

The moment I felt his lips touch mine. I melted. I still didn't know what to do so I didn't do anything. I let him lead and followed his movements. It wasn't hard but it was definitely new for me. This was my first kiss and lord have mercy was it a great one. The hand that wasn't caressing my face started to move up and down my side. I sat on my knees, with my legs under me. My hand rested on his shoulder and the other in my lap. He was so gentle and sweet with his kiss, it was measured and almost torturous. His tongue slowly stroked mine, making me feel butterflies in the depths of my stomach.

But then…It was ruined by the ringing of his phone. Unfortunately for me, he pulled away and looked at it. "Hello?" He said, bringing the phone to his ear. "Sorry. I'm busy right now." He sighed. "Well that was earlier. This is now and I told you something more important came up." He then rolled his eyes. "It's not all about you. I see you all the time. One day won't kill you. Get off my back. Okay I will be there in a minute. Bye." He hung up and tossed the phone on the ground.

'Everything okay?' I gave him my best puzzled look.

He read it and smiled. "Yes, Ana. Everything is fine." He sighed. "Sorry, for what just happened. Iit wasn't supposed to."

'Please don't apologize. Can I be honest?' I quickly wrote.

"Always."

'I liked it. Can you do it again?' I don't know if I was asking too much but I wanted to kiss him. Something weird was happening to my body. I could feel this throbbing in between my legs and this strange need to do sexual things with him. I've never experienced anything like this before, not that I was ever given a chance, but now that I was, I feel like the opportunity or Christian himself will disappear. He answered my written question hesitantly as if he was battling some form of his inner self. But he ended up ignoring whatever was stopping him, looking into my eyes, bringing his hand to my face and leaning in so closely, and our lips almost touching. If I moved even less than an inch, I would feel them. He let his lips touch mine, but it wasn't a kiss just a simple touch, a gentle sweep of his lips against mine. He whispered, "You're going to get me into some trouble, Ana." Those eyes pierced mine, holding all sorts of emotion. Longing being the strongest. In an instant his lips were on mine except this time it wasn't all that gentle, it was a little more powerful. His tongue invade my mouth and I again let him lead. It was easier to follow his movements a second time. I put more into this kiss and pulled him closer, causing him to let out a groan. A very nice sound. I felt like we've been kissing for hours and I loved it so much. I knew somewhere in the back of my mind that we shouldn't be doing this. We do live together and share a bathroom for crying out loud. I shouldn't be making out with him. But on the other hand, we aren't related, and I haven't been adopted by the Grey's. I've only been taken in and to be honest I don't even know if they're going to adopt me. Either way I don't care right now. I love the feeling that I get with Christian, this feels more right than it does wrong. I let my hands tangle in his hair; I was practically sitting on his lap as he kept trying to get me closer. His hands felt amazing on my body and his smell was almost intoxicating. I wanted so much more of him. Letting my hand slide from the back of his head, down his neck, I placed them on his chest, spreading my fingers to cover the area. I felt the beating of his heart and the thick muscles that covered every inch of his upper body. He growled, almost an animal like sound, making me only want him more. His hands moved quickly and grabbed my wrists, removing them from his chest.

He then broke the kiss. "Ana." His eyes were still closed when he whispered my name. I waited for him to say something else. "I-I need to go." He opened his eyes and looked at me. "I'm sorry." I didn't get a chance to communicate back before he grabbed his stuff and left.

I was left there, wondering what the hell just happened. I pulled my phone out and looked at the time. There was still about twenty minutes until class was over and after what just took place, I really didn't feel like going back. I'll just stay here. I put my back in a certain spot and laid my head on it. Looking up at the sky, I couldn't think of anything besides Christian. Everything was fine when before I moved my hands. I guess he doesn't like being touched on his chest? But that doesn't make sense, unless something happened to him. I wish he could tell me, and then I could help him. He'll open up on his own time, but I can only hope that it will be me that he opens up too.

I lost track of how long I was there.

Staring at the open atmosphere, I fell asleep right there on the grass, thinking about Christian's soft lips.

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