Mute

I closed my locker and turned around to find Brittany Nelson walk by. She held out her hand and knocked all the books out of my arm, cackling on her way down the hallway she called down the hallway "I heard about your little friend! SUCH a shame he had to go......we we're all hoping you'd be the one to bite the dust!" Her comment hung in the air, even after she had turned the corner.

I regathered my books and looked up just as another girl kicked the pile I was holding and giggled "SLUT!"

"FUCK YOU!" I screamed. Loud. Much too Loud. Everyone in the hallway turned to look at me.

Brittany was back, leaning against the wall talking to Niall and his crew. "Told you she's meant in mental rebilatation."

Harry Styles and Zayn Malik, members of the football team sniggered. But Niall, he looked up at me...almost with pity. I met his eyes then turned away, frightened he might see me cry.

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I closed my eyes and let my body relax against the old, dirty bed. The doctor pierced my arm with the medicine. The end of the tube disappeared under my arm.

"This is where," I thought to myself "This is where James died. This very spot."

The hospital gown I was wearing began to feel like a brick weighing me down. My breathing began to quicken. The cheap, side of the road hospital wasn't as comfortable as it was before. My doctor walked back into the room and I just couldn't help it. I burst out in tears and screamed at her "IT'S NO USE. I'M GONNA DIE. WE ALL KNOW IT. I SEE THE WAY YOU PEOPLE LOOK AT ME. WITH PITY. I HATE IT. NO ONE LIKES ME. NO ONE CARES. DOES IT EVEN MATTER ANYMORE? THE ONLY PERSON I TRULY LOVED IS GONE. THE OTHER I LOVE THINKS IM PHSICOTIC. BUT HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW ME. HE DOESN'T KNOW THE DAILY STRUGGLES I GO THROUGH JUST TO LIVE FOR ONE......" my voice reached a whisper "Just one more night."

"Aw, hunny." She pulled me into a hug. I balled my eyes out into her shoulder. "I'll call Mrs. Linda for you, okay?"

"Yes. Thank you." I wiped my eyes.

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I walked into school, surrounded by all those other kids. Almost everyone had a friend to walk and talk with. Not me.

At least thirty girls surrounded a poster. "Maybe Sean will ask me!" A girl said hopefully.

I moved to the front of the crowd and read it. It said:

PROM
Next Saturday, grab your dates and head to prom! It takes place in the schools gymnasium. Remember the theme this year, masquerade! All ruled and regulations from all the years before apply.

I sealed my mouth shut, and shuffled away from the crowd. Niall kept running through my brain. But he'd never ask out a loser. Right.....?

Notes

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