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Alien

Chapter 5: Silence Can Destroy

So 5th period was nothing like you'd expect, the class was microscopic! It literally only consisted of: Me, Bill, Tom, Shilo and some girl named Alyssa. The room was pretty huge, it had three sections of where the desks were, but we all hung out at the row of desks by the door. And Alyssa was the teacher aide so she didn't talk to us at all, I mean whatever. Today wasn't as nearly as bad as I thought it could have been, and I had some pretty horrid scenarios in my mind.

Mrs. Danzig was the cutest little teacher ever! She was tall, chubby, had a pixie cut and everything about her rang little kid! You may even get her confused as a student, I know I did when me and Bill walked through the door. It was embarrassing! The class has only been going on for about 15 minutes, and the teacher still hasn't talked to me about anything, but Bill said I had nothing to worry about.

While the guys talked lively to each other, I couldn't help but to stray my attention towards the window. It was a very grey day out there, and I let my thoughts stray to my mom. Something I don't like to do, because it always left me a mess. I couldn't help but to think how proud of me she'd be right now! I'm sitting in a new school, with friends who like me for who I am. The no talking part and everything too! That's when I know they like me, is when they don't care that I don't talk or not. I can just be me around them.

Through everything since the incident I've never felt so wanted before in my life. And that may just be me being greedy, but I enjoy the feeling. And I could just stay cuddling with Bill forever, even though we don't really know each other, there's just something about him pulling me closer to him.

"… You aren't even listening are you?" I was shaken from my thoughts with a very amused looking Mrs. Danzig standing in front of me. I gave her an apologetic smile. She smiled herself. "Can you follow me to my desk real quick?"

Bill gave my hand a quick squeeze when I got up to follow the teacher. He was very caring towards me, and I loved the feel of that. Danzig held out a Sylvia Plath poetry book to me. "Would you like to read some of her work?" She asked, like we were old friends. She immediately made me feel comfortable.

I read some of her poems at my last school :]

Her eyes sparkled at my board. "What were some of your favorites? I read her book The Bell Jar in college, it grabbed my attention, and it's now my favorite book." She smiled her adorable smile.

I tried reading that book, but I couldn't get into it. But I loved the poems Lady Lazarus and the I am one, with 9 metaphors?

Danzig smiled widely and clapped her hands happily. I gave her a wtf look. "Sorry, students like you make me super happy!"

Students like me? What do you mean?

"Ones who take great pleasure in poetry of course! I taught a Plath week before, and we studied the I am poem, no one could figure out the meaning of it. Do you know the meaning?" She asked curiously.

I was the only one who got it at my old school. She was pregnant.

She gave a good laugh. "Indeed she was." She busied herself behind her desk. "Well this class isn't really difficult, we mainly just fool around and have a fun time, but we do work too." She gave a lazy smile. "Well anyways, you're going to need a binder full of poems within about 2 weeks, you think you can do it?"

A poem a day, would mean about 14 or so poems am I right? I think I can do it.

"Don't think. Know. I have faith in you, and for some reason I feel a deep connection towards you. Call me crazy, but it's like… Sorry, I must sound insane?" She said awkwardly. Uhm, well that was kind of awkward. She shook her head. "Anyways, go back to your seat and I'll put up an assignment soon."

I felt oddly compelled to give her a hug. She was tense for a minute but hugged back, she looked teary. Well then, that was very odd. I got up slowly and walked back towards the gang.

Shilo was the first to talk. "Oh Shit Abby! What did you do to her? It looked like she was about ready to cry!" She harshly whispered to me from Tom's lap.

I don't know :P But she seems really sweet, I think she's my favorite teacher so far. : )

Tom snorted. "How come? She's a total bitch for real."

I wanted to smack him in the side of his head with my board, but I refrained. How is she a bitch? I asked instead.

The sad part was that Tom had to think about his explanation for why she was a total bitch. I mean we both had different opinions, so I wasn't going to judge him. "She gives out too much work, and I'm definitely not a poetry kind of guy. That's why Bill writes most of the stuff for the band." He exhaled loudly.

Well couldn't you have transferred out of her class if you hate it so much?

"Ooo she told you!" Shilo chorused in Tom's face, rubbing it in that I had a point.

"Sometimes I wonder why I put up with you." He sighed, wrapping his arms tighter around Shilo's middle, to where she cant get away. They were adorable together.

She smiled, leaning back to peck him on the lips. "Because you love me of course." She smiled, her eyes were gleaming.

"More than I think is humanly possible." He sighed happily.

I turned around to face the front of the class, jealously settling in my belly. Oh, I was happy for them, I was just upset because I would never have what they did. I was too broken for that, and lets be honest, who would have the patience to put up with me? Sometimes I even frustrate myself. There was a big bang at the door, like someone fell into it. Everyone's head swiveled to see what the huff was about. Bill was standing there looking flustered. Was it a sign?

"Abby can you get the door?" Mrs. Danzig asked politely. I looked at the lovebirds and they were just romantically staring into each others eyes, so I guess I was the only option. And Alyssa was no where to be seen. I wonder when Bill left anyways? Probably when I was talking to Danzig.

I slowly made my way towards the door, part because I didn't want to trip, and part to torture Bill. I stood in front of the door and gave a great smile and waved. He was talking but I couldn't hear, since the doors were really thick. Soundproof maybe? He gave me a stern look and pointed to the doorknob and did a turning motion with his hand.

Oh you want me to open the door? I mouthed.

He nodded his head angrily. Ah, I was annoying him. It made me want to laugh, something I haven't done in a very long time, but I stopped myself. I looked back to Mrs. Danzig and she found us amusing, but kept on teaching. She was a pretty chill teacher, on the edges of irresponsible, but I liked her.

Bill was mouthing something angrily.

I'll think about it. I smiled, putting my hand on my chin and pretending to think. I decided to just open the door. Bill gave a sigh of frustration.

"Abby Baker, you will be the death of me one day." He stated in a playful tone. He wrapped his arms around me and tickled me! My eyes bulged and I held my breath trying to push him away. I hated being tickled, but only because I didn't like to laugh. It was for dumb reasons I guess. I mean I could only hold my breath for so long, so I did the childish thing. I went limp. He gasped but caught me; BARELY! My forehead hit the floor a bit hard. But nothing too bad.

This whole situation made me want to laugh. He sat me shakily on my feet, I was facing him that much I knew. I popped open my eyes at him. "Oh mein Gott!" Bill breathed his sweet breath on my face. "You scared the hell out of me!"

I don't like to be tickled. I mouthed. And it felt very weird to mouth things, it was the closest I was going to get to talking I guess.

"Well sorry, jeez. Just don't scare me like that again ok?"

I nodded. It was very foolish of me to do something like that in the first place, I bet it did scare him. He leaned forward slowly and placed a careful kiss on my forehead, not knowing what my reaction would be. I kind of just brushed it off, I didn't know what the gesture meant. Damn it all. I felt my face flush with embarrassment.

"Sorry for dropping you on your head and all." He said sincerely. Ah, so the kiss was a gesture of being sorry. Made perfect sense to me now, but why is it that something is swimming in my stomach? It felt like I was in denial.

"Bill and Abby!" The teacher called, pulling us out of our silent thoughts. "Back to earth, its time for your assignment." We untangled ourselves from each other and walked back to our seats, which were side by side. I could get used to seeing his sweet face everyday for sure.

"Now, I'm going to hand you out a poem, and you're going to have to decipher what it means ok? I don't even know what it means, so I guess you could say it's a matter of opinion here." She said a little too happily as she passed out the poems. I may sound a bit conceited here, but I think she wants to see how good I can break apart a poem.

The poem we broke down was My papa's Waltz. I had some good opinions on that poem. I mean obviously the little boy was being abused, and they compare it to a Waltz because that specific dance repeats dance steps over and over again. So the beatings are repetitive. Danzig told me I had a future as a promising writer, and I hated the attention she was giving me, it felt weird.

"Since class is almost over you guys can just talk amongst yourselves!" Mrs. Danzig said cheerily, she might be able to match Bill on most happiest person on the face of the earth.

"I don't see why you do that, you know we talk the whole class period anyways." Shilo stated.

Danzig rolled her eyes. "Well at least I'm trying to be a good teacher." Apparently she was audited, and wasn't going to be here next year to teach. I was going to miss her greatly I already knew.

"And that's why we love you!" Shilo sang.

Bill pulled me close in a hug, and just left us like that. With his arms casually slung around my waist. Danzig then pulled up a chair to our little group of friends. Friends. It felt good to say that again. "Are you two a thing?" She asked me and Bill. I flushed and shook my head.

"Uhm, no." Bill said, you could hear the embarrassment of being called out in his voice.

She laughed. "Anyways, I'd like to get to know Abbs a little better. Where are you from?"

Kentucky. I wrote. Oh damn, here goes the 20 question game. I pulled Bill's arm up a little more so I could slouch down in my seat. It hurt too much to sit up straight for long periods of time. Dumb back problems.

"Ah, which city?" Why must people be so interested in Kentucky?

Louisville, it's the home of the Derby! : )

"I go to Derby every year!" She exclaimed.

Really? I used to sell stuff by the greenhouse on the main street, Taylor Blvd. I think it was called.

"Sehr interessant." She spoke in German, I think she said it was interesting? "My dad used to work for Churchill before we moved here." She smiled. "Yes, I'm from Louisville too."

I wonder if we'd ever met before, maybe that's why she seems so familiar? God my brain felt trippy. My grandpa worked at Churchill too! Ok, this is weird.

Bill gave a laugh. "Man this is weird! I'm probably clueless right now, but I find this as weird as you both."

What was your dad's name?

"Danny Cox."

Odd, my grandpa had a buddy there and we called him Cox.

She let out a giant laugh. "Oh god, this day just gets weirder and weirder doesn't it?" I think it was a rhetorical question, because she kept on talking. "Our families know each other and we didn't even know it!" She couldn't stop laughing. I mean yeah I found it 100 percent weird, but I didn't find it that funny.

"This is trippy isn't it?" Bill asked, I swear I think he was just talking to talk. God that boy is strange, but I liked that about him. He was out there.

Very trippy. I wrote to Bill, so he wouldn't think I was ignoring him.

And thank god the bell rang! I don't think I could handle another second of Danzig and her constant talking. I really didn't need reminders of the past. She said she was going to talk to her dad about everything, and ask questions about how our families knew each other. I mean I couldn't really object, but I didn't want her prying into my life. I didn't want her to know what happened.

"Damn girl!" Tom yelled to me through the crazy halls. "You have Danzig wrapped around your finger!" He smirked my way. I just gave him a smile and kept walking, I didn't need to be lost in the crowd. I think I'd might cry! Good thing for Bill though.

He smiled at his twin. "Just like I have the attendance office people wrapped around mine?" Shilo found this hilarious, and was about to give him a mouthful. "Don't even start with me, I'm tired and cranky."

"Be nice to my girlfriend!" Tom said defensively, kissing her full on the lips. She blushed and smiled like an idiot. I bet she never gets used to kissing an international rock star.

"Someone's on his man period." Shilo muttered under her breath and that got me, I probably smiled the biggest smile known to man.

Bill looked down at me with a hilarious expression. "I'm glad you enjoy them picking on me." He stuck his tongue out at me. Tongue ring? Nice.

You guys are funny. I mouthed for Bill, besides I think he was the only one who could read lips anyways.

He was going to talk but stopped. His eyes were searching my face, like he was trying to figure me out. I was a mystery to him, a math book even. He had to actually figure me out before he got to know me. And I think he was okay with that. Maybe that's what was drawing him to me? I held onto hope. "You're something else you know that?" He smiled.

Thank you. I mouthed with a smiled.

I looked around, Shilo and Tom totally ditched us. Who knows where they went, maybe a quicker way to get out of the school. Me and Bill were just taking our sweet time to get out, there weren't even people walking around us anymore. All too afraid they were going to miss their bus, so they already hurried out.

"Want to come over lovely?" He asked me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders.

I'm not sure, I'm super tired. And I need to work on poems. It felt nice to not have to write out my responses.

"Awh, please? We can be tired together?" His eyebrows creased, they must do that when he was trying to think hard. "I stayed up super late on math homework, so I'm exhausted too. But we could totally hang out?" He tried to sway me with a puppy dog face.

Oh I don't know.

"Come on! I did the puppy dog face." He pouted, jutting out his bottom lip.

The puppy dog face does NOT work on me, but sure.

"So you'll come over for a while?" I nodded. I gave an inaudible yawn. "Want to ask your dad?"

He's not home, so he wont care.

"Ah. What do you want to do?" I just shrugged and he sighed. He continued talking to fill the silence, and for that I was grateful. Silence can destroy.

XxX

Actually my dad was at Simone's house, it was a weird experience walking inside and being greeted by my dad. I swear he was going to get Simone to date him, she seemed like she would. It was really odd to say the least, apparently Simone wanted to cook for us. She claims to be the best cook ever! But the boys don't really think so.

"Come on!" Bill was yanking on my arm like a little kid. "We might as well have some fun before dinner is ready." He smiled at me taking my hand and leading me up a huge flight of stairs.

"Twenty minutes!" Simone called after us, that's when dinner was supposedly going to be ready. I was anxious to see what she cooked like, it couldn't be that bad.

Bill walked through an open door and plopped down on the center of a bed. I leaned on the doorjamb, this must be his room. It was very boyish, despite his appearance. The walls were a dark color, between a dark purple and dark blue. His bed was ginormous! It had a black lacey canopy falling in cascades around the head of the bed. Overall I loved his room.

Bill on the other hand was just laying with his legs hanging off the sides, poor guy, he really was tired. I pushed off and jogged a bit and threw myself on his bed with all my might. I sent him bouncing up in the air, he landed with giggles spewing everywhere. Man he must be really tired if he's resulted to laughing like a maniac. Been there done that. I smiled at him.

"So on a scale to one to ten, how tired are you?" He asked me with a giant yawn.

OneBILLion.

He laughed at how I described it. "I bet I'm more tired than you." He countered.

Highly doubt that one. I have jetlag! Do you know what that does to your body?

He smiled sweetly at me. "I guess you do have a point there."

I will definitely be sleeping as soon as were done eating, I love the feel of your artery's clogging when you lay down to sleep off all the food.

"You are freaking hilarious Abby!" He laughed.

We sat there for the whole twenty minutes just talking about random things. School. Airports. Rain. Georg. Animals. Being vegetarians. Almost anything! Well he did most of the talking, obviously, but I enjoyed myself. This boy was fun to hang out with, and he was most certainly my best friend here. I didn't really know him for too long, but we've bonded since my arrival and I trusted him enough.

You're my best friend, just letting you know that Bill.

I saw a flicker of something in his eyes. "And I think you're my best friend who's a girl." He said, sounding a bit awkward. Ah, girlfriend. He was so childish, it made me smile.

What about Shilo?

"Ah, she's just a good friend."

I really like her, we're spending the night together Saturday, it'll be fun.

"You seem so sure of yourself, I warn you though, she comes up with the most bizarre ideas!" He said, poking my belly. I jumped. I was never good with people poking me, I was super jumpy. He laughed at that.

You think the foods done? I'm so hungry I could eat a horse!

"Oh trust me mom will call us down here." He said. "And I don't think a horse could fit in your tummy.

I smirked. You'd be surprised with how much I could eat.

"We should have a pizza eating contest one day." He said confidently.

Why pizza?

"Who don't like pizza?" Hm, he had a point.

Just then Simone called us down from the kitchen, finally! Food was ready! I really shouldn't procrastinate anymore, all it did was make me miss the first 2 classes and lunch. Yeah I needed to eat! I loved food too much not to.

I took my seat next to the window in their kitchen as Bill decided to get everyone ice for their drinks. I mean it wasn't really necessary since the drinks were already cold, but I mean whatever floats his weird boat. Bill was the difficult one. Tom plopped down on the other side of Simone, who was next to my dad, he was sitting in front of me. Which left Bill and me on the other side of the table.

This made me want to die right there. Bill was coming back with a container of ice cubes and he somehow tripped over his socks, sending the ice flying up in the air, they were all individual pieces. Before anything too bad happened, Bill fell and was now laying on his back on the floor with his knees bent, and the ice container over his pretty little face. The ice plinked off his body and the floor one by one.

But the thing that got me was how he picked up his slim body like nothing happened and continued his journey back to the table. I did something I never thought I would, ever again.

I busted out laughing.

:3

Whattcha guys think of this one? : ) And I recommend the poetry, the poets: Sylvia Plath and Theodore Roethke are a nice read :]

LYRICS :D

-I cried to my daddy on the telephone, how long now? Until the clouds unroll and you come home, the line went. But the shadows still remain since your decent, your decent.

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