Deafening Silence, _dream_ [brene brown rising strong .txt] 📗

office opened- thinking it was one of the guys- I ignored it, turning my music up a bit more.


The secretary looked up at the newcomer and threw him a smile and said, “Just a moment Jason- I just have to give Ms. Knight, her schedule."


"That’s alright," came a husky reply from behind me. "Take your time."


While the Secretary continued to rummage around her desk and mumble to herself; I snuck a peek behind me, only to come face to face- more like face to chest though- with a god. The boy - Jason I think his name was- had short dirty blonde hair and sparkling green eyes, he was at least 6'2 and extremely buff.


Catching me glancing at him -he turned his gaze from the bare wall -and gave me the full force of his alluring eyes. His eyes widened slightly and his jaw noticeably slackened at the site of me.


“Here we go!" the secretary cried out cheerfully. Handing me a piece of paper, with my classes written down on it.


"If you have any trouble at all, sweetheart," she told me waggling her finger at me." Don't be afraid to come back here for some help."


I nodded at her and took a few steps away from the desk; glancing down at my schedule, whilst biting my lip. It looks like I have chemistry first with Mrs. Carson in room 113- now I just have to figure out where the hell that is.


"Now what may I do for you Hun?" Woman asked Jason kindly.


"I just came here for my...."


I tuned them out to the sound of Bangarang blasting from my headphones, while giving my sheet a look over.


"Doesn't that sound like a great idea, Calla?" Mrs. Connelly- the secretary- chirped.


I looked up at her- totally confused by what she had said.


Reading my expression she said," Jason here just volunteered to show you to your classes today." She turned and beamed at him whilst say playfully, “And they say chivalry is dead."


I cocked my head to the side and peered up at him through my lashes. He was chuckling at what Mrs. Connelly had said- but I didn't find it funny. Not one bit. What was with people today? Did they not understand that I wanted to be left alone? Did I have a sigh on my back that said, 'Lost puppy, help at all cost'?


Supressing a sigh I nodded my head at Jason in answer -He practically glowed with happiness.


"Do you mind if I take a look at your-" he didn't get to even finish his sentence because i was already handing him the sheet. He smiled at me and murmured a 'thank you'.


After a moment of looking at the schedule, he handed it back to me and said,"Mrs. Carson’s class is upstairs - come on. I'll show you where it is."


Swiftly following him down the hall- making sure to stand halfway behind him, so it was easier to navigate through the sea of people- they were greeted with eager 'hello's and 'who have you been's, as well as the odd high-fives. Well they weren't but Jason was. Looks like he was pretty popular around here- Fantastic. It’s like god is shitting on me on personally.


We reached the stairs, I was force beside him.


He looked down at me and asked, “When did you move here?"


I replied with a shrug, as I switched songs to listen to 'saving me.


"Do you know anyone that goes here?"


I thought about his question as we rounded the corner and continued up another flight of stairs. He didn’t ask if I had friends that went here- just if I knew anyone.


Looking back up at him I nodded.


His lips twitched into a half smile and he brushed a wayward strand of my hair, placing it back behind my ear, "Your very quiet." he stated.


Cringing slightly away from his hand; when it lingered around my neck, “Not all the time." I muttered throwing him a smirk as I climbed the remaining stairs effortlessly, chuckling quietly as I turned and saw him trying to recollect what I had just said.


He rushed to catch up to me at the doorway at end of the stairwell, and opened the door for me. I quickly murmured thanks, and started reading the door numbers on the wall- looking for the number than would set me free.


110.....111....112....


Finally we reached 113; I was surprised to say the least when I saw Hunter and Chris waiting by the door- talking casually until Chris spotted Jason and me. His back went taut and he nudged Hunter- leaning down to whisper something in his ear.


I turned my attention back to Jason when he started talking again and peering down at the schedule in my hands.


"Don't worry about Mrs. Carson- she’s pretty awesome. I'll meet you back here when class is over." Before I could protest he said," We have the same class anyways so I thought it would be easier if I were to meet you up here.'


He stopped and scratches the back of his neck with a hopeful look. I sighed and nodded okay. He beamed and said a quick goodbye before heading down stairs to his class.


The bell rang just as he rounded the corner of the stair case. I turned around to walk into the class only to see Hunter glaring at me. Chris muttered something to him and Hunter jerked away from him and looked at him angrily before stomping inside. today’s going to be a long day, I thought grimly as I entered the classroom.


Deafening Silence - Chapter 7

Hunter's pov


Fucking bullshit. Those were the first words that entered my mind when I saw Calla and that freaking' tool walking to class together. I clenched my jaw as had to practically drag myself into the classroom and not yell at calla. She told me she just wanted to be left alone - but then she just walks in here with the biggest tool I have ever seen in my entire life. And that tools name was Jason Mathers. Jason Mathers was the fakest person I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. He manipulates people like their just little puppets and he's their master. In a sick way I kind of respect the guy, because he works pretty hard to get where he is - and I respect that. Well 'did'; that was until he messed with me- well calla more like it but it's the same thing. He and I have a mutual agreement, in which he didn't mess with me and my family- and in return I left him and his pretty boy friends alone. But now that he had the balls to play around and try to get on calla's good side- let’s just say shits gonna hit the fan.


Calla's pov


I raced to the other side of the room just in time to grab the last window seat, besides a glass case filled with butterflies and beetles. Sliding into the seat I reached for my books, from the inside of my bag (glancing towards the board to see what page number to go to).In front of the board there was a woman, whom appeared to be in her early sixties- wearing a pair of casual slacks and a lab coat cover in different scientific words, quotes, doodles, and elements.


After she moved I could see that the lesson for today; turn to page 394 (A/N: XD) and wait on further instructions. Nodding along to the music playing in my head, I flipped to the page in my science text book and waited for the lesson to start. Before the final bell rang- I took out my headphones out, turning off my iPod, sighing. Hopefully the day would pass by quickly. Something knocked against my foot causing me to look down to my feet- only to see a wayward pencil. I was about to grab it when I heard the teacher speak up from the front of the class-


"Good morning everybody!" she chirped, happily- as if it wasn't 8'oclock in the morning. "Today we will be studying..."


She continued on talking, but I was distracted by the person sitting next to me- whom was moving all of his books around looking for something. I thought for a second then glanced down at my foot then back at the boy sitting next to me. I bent down and picked up the pencil, then placing it on top of his desk. He sighed in relief than turned to thank me- only for his jaw to drop to the floor just like mine.


"Cals?" he whispered- wide eyed.


I was just about to reply when the teacher called out," Johnny Anderson?"


Johnny's head whipped towards her and he managed to stutter a, 'here'. Turning my attention back to the teacher I quickly mouthed at him, 'we'll talk later'. He nodded and looked back at Mrs. Carson- but not before he glanced at me one more time from the corner of his eye. I didn't miss the small glimmer of happiness in his eyes, before we turned our attention toward the teacher.


__________________________after class________________________________


Calla's pov


A soon as the rest of the people had exited out of the science room, Johnny had enveloped me in a humongous bear hug; I couldn't help but squeal as he did this. I hadn't seen Johnny in so long- nor had I had any willing physical contact with anyone- I had forgotten what it felt like to be safe. Returning the hug in full force- probably squeezing the living daylights out of him but I didn't care at the moment, I was just happy to finally see a friendly face.


"It’s been so long," he whispered, his voice muffled by my hair.


I nodded into his chest, whilst letting out a loud sob-"I missed you. I missed you so much!"


He shushed me and gently rubbed my back in soothing circles, while murmuring comforting words in my ear. After a little while he pulled away, and asked," Estis vos Licuit?"


I shook my head, no, no I wasn't. When have I ever been?


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author's note:


Hello wonderful dreamers!!! i just wanted to thank you for reading my book!! And just a little warning my book will contain some Latin and maybe Italian or Spanish as well- but don't worry! at the end of each chapter i will