The truth behind LOVE.

This girl is new to the school, and she meets a very interesting guy, but, he dont talk at all, due to a tramatic thing he went through. But theu end up falling in love, even though he never talked.

Oh okay!

Yeah I read a book on it.
It was adorable ;p


My guys name will be Kian. Kee-an. I love the name ;p
Should you start or me?

((My girl so be Winter Jones. And you))

School.
I dreaded it. So much. My name is Kian Waters. Im known as "the silent freak" at my loving school. I get pushed around, stomped on. Pretty much everything. But ive been through worse. Which is a reason ive chose to not talk, I havent for 3 years now, not a single word. Ive forgotten myself what my voice sounds like..
I got ready for my day, and I headed to school, remembering that we would get a new student today. I knew this because my first two classes were me being the office aid. What I did was show new pekple to their classes, and other things. Like deliver notes to teachers.

"Have a good day at school sweetheart." My father said, kissing the top of my head. "Thanks dad." I answered, as I got out of the car. I hugged my binder to my chest as I walked inside, an oval shaped locket around my neck. On the inside, there was a picture of my mother. She died during childbirth. My father named me Winter because of my pale skin, my almost silvery hair, and my ice blue eyes. I looked almost like a fairy. I walked inside and went to the office.

I looked up from my spot in the office. She was beautiful.. this must be the new girl. . . Play it cool.. I quickly looked down, blushing im sure. "Yes dear you must be Winter. Kian, over there in the corner will show you where your classes are." She said, and I quickly stood, smiling slightly.

((What does he look like?))

I smiled at the boy and shook his hand. "Hi Kian. I'm Winter." He didn't say anything. When he stepped out into the hallway, the office lady said,"He doesn't speak." I furrowed my eyebrows. Mute? I shrugged and followed him out into the hallway silently.

(Black hair, blue eyes, a bit pale, but he is very handsome. And average height. He styles his hair a littlw messy, but a good messy)

I smiled at her, and nodded, shaking her hand. I moved my hand in a 'come on, follow me' motion. I knew her first class was Gym. That sucked a lot. I couldnt do gym anymore, due to being bullied too much in the locker room.

God... He's so cute... I followed him silently, and I let him briefly show me the rest of my classes. "Thank you." I said softly. I went to gym and met the coach. He gave me a uniform and I went to the locker room.

The last four classes I had with her. I was looking forward to getting to know her. Wait.. no.. shes probably like everyone else. Soon she will be in that crowd of people,.making fun of me.. two class hours later, I headed ro science, wondering if she woukd be my lab partner. Since I was just alone in the back of the room.
Nah.. she may go with the Jock..

I walked to science, and the teacher greeted me. "Just choose an open seat." She said. I looked around. The girls glared at me but the guys were trying to wave me over. But then I saw a familiar face. Kian. I walked over and smiled down at him. "May I sit with you Kian?" I asked kindly.

I was sure she would go with the jocks, but to my surprise, she walked over to me. I quickly nodded. This was definitely a first.
I glared at Jason, when he walked over. "Youre really going to sit with the freak? He never talks you know. Hes crazy. And weird." He ranted to her, I just clenched my jaw and looked away..

I looked up at the large jock and I ran my fingers through my silvery hair. "How does not talking make one a freak? Maybe he is physically unable to talk, or maybe something bad happened that he doesn't have the will to speak." I opened my science book. "And name one crazy thing that he's done." The jock opened his mouth, but no sound came out. I got a few nods of approval from some nicer looking students:

I looked at her, very shocked. He just walked away, defeated. When she looked at me I shook my head slowly. "You didnt have to do that." I mouthed. Hoping she could read lips. This girl has earned my respect.

"Actually, I did." I answered nonchalantly, putting my name on the handout. "Someone has to stand up to bullying." I said, smiling warmly at him.

I chuckled quietly, and smiled. "Thank you.." I mouthed, then I wrote my name on the handout also. I got a piece of paper out. You know, the next classes I have with you.. I slid the note to her.

I looked at the note and smiled. Yeah? Awesome! I wrote back, sneakily sliding the note back to him.

Soon the class was over, and I walked with her to the next class. Art. Something I really lost myself in. Ive painted about six ceiling tiles, and I did the mural on the side of the school. This was my thing I enjoyed doing. I got righy to work, working on a close up rose bush thing. It was kind of abstract, but I liked it

I wasn't too much into art, but whatever. I'm only really good at drawing nature type stuff. So I drew a pretty forest. I glanced at his work and I smiled. "Wow Kian. You're really talented." I said.

I smiled at her complement, giving her a look of thanks. He pulled out another sheet of paper and wrote ; Heres my number ; (random number here). I mean, in case you want it. Easier to communicate with me tbh. I slid it to her. I got up, and I motioned to the teacher that I would head out of the room for a moment for water, he just nodded, and I headed I to the hallway. I heard big footsteps behind me. I knew who that was. I felt a harsh shove come from behind me and I fell onto the floor. I groaned, and quickly stood, feelint a hard punch to my cheek, and another to my lip. "Stau away from her. She will be mine. Got it?" He threatened, then walked Away.. I quickly got up.. this would bruise.. and my lip was cut. Shit. I headed back into the art room, my hood up, and I just looked down.

I had tucked the number safely into my pocket and I looked at him, concerned. "Are you okay? What happened?" I whispered, gently touching his arm.

I kept my head down, and I just continued to draw like nothing happened. I shook my head slowly. And I looked at her hand, then I looked back up at her. I was sure the bruise was very clear now. "I fell." I mouthed.

I sighed and dropped my hand, knowing that he was lying. But I won't push him. I hardly know him, so I don't want to mess anything up. After that class, I went to my locker and changed out books and a built guy with brown hair and green eyes came to talk to me. He's overly confident and vile. And something was very off about him..

I took my hood off, and I wrnt to the bathroom, and I looked in the mirror, cut lip, and a bruised cheek. Nice.. I headed to language arts, and I sat in my usual spot in the back of the room. I knew that I had this class with Winter, but it looked like a jock beat me to her. Jason to be exact.

I walked in with Jason and I cast Kian a smiled. I wanted to sit with Kian, but Jason stirred me into a seat next to him. I sighed and laid my head down. Will he ever just shut up?

I sighed, seeing her sit beside him. There she goes. I slowly just rested my head on my desk in defeat, and I closed my eyes.. I was so tired. "Kian, please answer the question." The English teacher snapped. I quickly sat up, being put on the spot. I shook my head slowly. "I said, answer the question." The teacher repeated. I just sighed. She knew that I didnt talk, and the fact she was doing this made me sick. I was just going to go home early. I stood, and I grabbed my bag, and I headed out the door. Shaking my head as I heard laughter.

I didn't laugh. "That was messed up, you know." I told the English teacher. "Excuse me?" She snapped. I just shook my head and wrote my notes. After school, I decided to walk home since it was cloudy and nice.

I came home to a fresh batch of cookies. God, I love my grandma.. yes, that is who I live with. My parents died three years ago, reasons I cant get into, or ill break down.. but yeah, here I am. I checked my phone randomly for any text messages, and sadly I had nothing. I decided to go to to locql coffee shop and I got myself a caramel mocha.

I went home and my dad asked me how school was. "It was alright... I kind of have a new friend. He's mute, you see.. So I can't really tell what he's thinking. He seems so sad." My dad hugged me. "Just be yourself sweetpea. Who wouldn't want to be your friend?" I smiled and nodded. "So, my old friend runs the local coffee shop here and he said he may hire you. Wanna go up there and check it out?" I nodded. "Yeah!" He drove us to the coffee shop and when we walked inside, the manager came and greeted us.