Silenced Heart

Luke Hemmings loves the fame. The sound of the girls screaming his name and the flashing lights. His band members see this, so they make a bet. If he can last without the fame, he'll be paid. Luke goes back to school, and he meets a girl who flips his entire world upside down. When the bets over, he has one of the biggest decisions he'll ever have to make: leave her or hold on for as long as he can.

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7. Chapter 7

-Luke-

The sunlight seeping through the transparent cream drapes barged into my eyelids and yelled at me to get up, my alarm clock jumping on the band wagon and doing the same.

I groaned before I shuffled from under the covers and over to my phone buzzing out of its mind.

I went into my (now) normal routine of gelling my hair, and putting on my uniform to go back to that hellhole. I donned my square glasses and took a glance into the mirror. I cringed at my reflection. In my own words I looked like a nerd at his best.

After breakfast, Ross started to drive me to my high school. I was laying down in the backseat when we hit a pothole causing my head to slam against the car door. I yelped in pain, but then started to laugh at myself.

I sent Ross a smile screaming help me! but no response was given. He waved me off and drove away without anything else.

I pushed through the bodies in the corridor to my locker that was occupied by a couple currently eating each other's faces off. I coughed awkwardly until they noticed my presence.

They scurried off allowing me to get to my things.

I walked into my first period class to be met with chaos. There was a girl just sitting in the back of the class, Mr. Larkons was arguing with a group of girls in the front section of the class, while everyone else was either laughing or screaming. The bell rang the minute I stepped into the room. No one took notice of me except for the girl in the back. There was an empty seat next to her, so I resulted in sitting there.

I recognized her face. It was the girl I had asked for help with the page. Her eyes widened as I plopped down next to her. She darted her gaze back to her pile of papers laying on top of a book.

"Do you know what's going on?" I asked her with my eyes locked on the pandemonium in the front of the room.

"No. Not really," she answered with no amount of confidence in her voice.

"Oh. Ok."

"I do not want to hear it!" Mr. Larkons shouted at the girls. They shut up immediately. I could tell they were scared. "I don't want to hear another word. You listen to me and that's final. If you have a problem with the way I teach, you can take it down to the Principal's office!" Everyone became silent the minute they realized he was all business.

The girl next to me bristled. I smirked at her innocence to the concept.

"We don't have a problem with your teaching, just the other people in this class," the one girl spoke up in the front. Mr. Larkons face contorted with anger. "I mean....they're all losers. Look at her!" she stated pointing back at the girl next to me. Her face dropped and she became as pale as a ghost. "She never speaks! You expect us to try and cope with her?" she snickered again. I could see the tears in the girl's brown eyes. She obviously wasn't expecting that.

"Leave her alone!" I spoke up with a little assertion. I didn't want to get into anything in the beggining of the year being new.

"I haven't heard her say one word her whole life," someone grumbled from the front of the room. A tear slipped from the girl's eye before she wiped it off quickly.

"That's enough!" Mr. Larkons ordered. Silence filled the classroom.

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I noticed the girl with the brown eyes sitting in the corner of the canteen. I approached her at her table with my food tray in hand.

"Mind if I join you?" I asked, a smirk present on my lips. She looked up at me and nodded. Her rosy cheeks became even more flushed. She looked as if she'd been crying, but she did a magnificent job of hiding it. "May I ask your name?" She focused her gaze on my collar. Her brown eyes were glassy, like she had tears still threatening to spill over.

"Hope."

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