The Bad and The Broken

Chapter 5

"Sally and Hannah. Jones and Gerald. Henry and Sarah. Logan and Kylie. Diego And..." I zoned out.

But then he called my name.

"Dawn and Ryder." He finished.

I was frozen.

Why the hell would he pare me up with him!

"You may start on it today, but the rest will have to be done on your own time." He announced.

Fuck my life.

"Should we meet at my house or your house?" A husky voice said, making me jump.

I turned and look at Ryder, only to see him smirking.

Oh, how I just wanna slap that smirk right off his face. I thought to myself.

I got a piece of paper and a pencil and wrote something down.

'Yours' is what it says.

He read it and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"Why'd you write it down? Why won't you just say it?" He asked.

'I'm mute' I wrote

"What a freak." I heard him mutter.
I rolled my eyes.

"By choice? Or did something happen to your voice?" He asked.

I just went with the reasonable one.
'Something happened'

He read it.

"Oh" was all he said.

"So we will meet on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. So every other day, not including the weekends." He said in a bored tone.

I shook my head no.

' that won't work. We can meet on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays though? '

He read it and nodded.

"Okay. That sounds good." He agreed.

Then, the bell rang and everyone walked to there next class.

I was the last on out, but before I could walk all the way out the door, the teacher called me.

I went to his desk and gave him a questioning look.

"I just wanted to tell you that I put you with Mr. Ryder for a reason. I know he isn't all that nice, but you'll get through it and one day, you'll thank me for putting you with him." He told me honestly.

I nodded, but I was still confused.

I went to my next class, still think about what he said.

' And one day, you'll thank me for putting you with him '
I decided to let it go and not worry about it... for now.
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It's now lunch time and I am currently sitting at an empty table, In the far right corner.

I was sketching on notebook paper when I felt a presence beside me.

I looked over to see a guy I didn't recognize.

He has dirty blond hair, that kinda covers his hazel eyes. And you can tell he goes to a gym. He has muscle.

"Hi. My names Beau." He introduced himself.

' Dawn ' I wrote on the back of the notebook paper I was drawing on.
He read it and half smiled
"That's a beautiful name" he complemented.

That's when I felt eyes in us. I kinda glanced behind us, only to see the 'populars' watching us. That's when I remembered I've seen him sitting with them. They are probably doing this to humiliate me.