Previously on Chapter 1

"Because, she's a very closed person. None of the students in this school manage to be-friend her. Trust me, everyone tried. But well... she completely shuts us out. Just look at her... all alone" he said. I just hum at what he said. I turn to look at the h/c haired girl. She's a very interesting girl. I have to at least try to get to know her.

-He's So Persistent-

Y/N P.O.V

I'm sitting under the tree, leaning my back against the trunk. I continue to read where I left off earlier. It's still break time, so I have a few time to myself. This is one of the things I love to do. Just sitting under the shade of a tree, chilling while reading a book.

A ball lands next to me, hitting my thigh. I hear a sound of footsteps. I look up to see Billy. "Hey... sorry about that. I just came here to retrieve the ball..." he said. I take the ball and toss it to him. He catches it in his arm and smirk at me. "Thanks..." he said, winking.

He turns around and walks away, to continue the game. I just stare at where he was just standing. Did he just winked at me? I let out a sigh and close my book. I place it inside my bag and stands up.

Billy P.O.V

I turn my head to see Y/N walking away. I frown as I watch her walk. I let out a sigh and slam the ball on the ground. "Ooh~ someone's in a bad mood..." I hear someone said. I turn my head to see Tommy.

"I told you, man. Forget about the girl. She would never show any interest in you... nor anyone. I told you... every single guy in this school have tried to approach and talk to her. But she ignore everyone. It makes me wonder if she's into girls instead..." Ace said. I roll my eyes at what he said.

"That just makes me more curious about her. I know for a fact that she is straight. Just look at her... I know the trait of a girl whether they are straight or not, and Y/N? She's 100% straight. I just know..." I said. "How are you so sure about that?" He asked. "I just am..." I said, smirking at him. He rolls his eyes at me. "Whatever you say, man" he said, raising his hands in mock surrender.

"Hmm... one thing though. Is she mute?" I asked. I turn to look at them. "From what I've heard of... I think yeah. Because none of the people here ever heard her speak. She's always quiet..." Tommy said. I just hum in respond to his words. I wonder if she's actually mute, or she's just quiet.

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Y/N P.O.V

The bell rings, indicating the end of the last subject. I pack my stuff and sling my bag across my shoulder. I walk out of the classroom. I hear a sound of rapid footsteps. I just keep walking, not caring who it is.

I stop by my locker and open it. I place my tote bag in it, and grab my sling bag. I close the locker and jump when I see someone standing behind it. I let out a sigh when I realize it's just Billy.

"Hey, beautiful" he said, smirking at me. I ignore him and walks around him. I hear a bang behind me. I turn around to see Billy, with his head against the locker. I roll my eyes and keeps walking. What's his problem anyway?

I unchain my bike from its station and mount it. I start to cycle it, but realize it's moving in place. I furrow my eyebrow in confusion, and turn around. Billy is standing there, holding onto my bike. Oh goodness. What now??

I get off the bike and look at him with a glare. "Talk to me, Y/N. I won't bite..." he said. How did he even know my name? Right... he probably heard my name from the other students.

I walk towards him and kick his shin. He let out a yelp and release my bike, holding onto his shin. I flip him off with an angry face. I turn around and get on my bike. This time he didn't try to grab my bike, letting me cycle away from the school.

Time-skip

I finally reach the foster house and park my bike. As soon as I enter the house, I can instantly hear the loud noises from everyone here. I let out a sigh. I'm used to their constant bickering. I keep making my way to my room.

I place my bag on the bed and take a seat by my desk. I take out my textbook and notebook. I have an assignment to work on, so I'd better work on that before I do anything else.

"Hey, Y/N!!" Someone called out. I let out a sigh and place my pen down. I stand up and walk out of my room. I enter the room of one of my foster friends. She's probably the only person that acts nice to me in this whole house... and the only person I actually talked to. 

She turns to look at me. "What is it, Julia?" I said, in a hushed voice. I don't want anyone else in this house to know that I can talk. The less people to know the better. Julia is the only one that knows I can talk... and I intend on keeping it that way.

"Can you help me with this assignment, please?" She asked, pouting at me. I smile and nod my head. I walk inside her room, closing the door behind me. I take a seat next to her. She push the book in front of me. I take a look on what she's struggling with, and begin to work on it.

"You know..." Julia said. I turn to look at her. "Hm?" I said. "I wonder why you'd never talked to anyone aside from me... I know you said it's a secret. But we know each other most of our life's. So..." she said. I let out s sigh, knowing she's being really curious. I place the pen down and turn to her. She turns her body to face me too.

"Fine... since you're the only friend I have. I guess I can tell you..." I said, smiling at her. She smiles at me and waited for me to start talking. She stays silent as I speak.

By the end of it, I have tears in my eyes. Julia gently wipe them away. "I don't know you've had it so hard, Y/N..." she said. I just give her a weak smile. She pull me into a hug.

"I promise I'll be your shoulder to cry on. Since we're practically sisters, right?" She said. I nod my head at her comment. "Sisters..." I said, smiling softly even though she can't see it. Julia is the only one I trust. I hope she won't betray me like the rest of them did.

My mind eventually drift off to Billy. Why is he so persistent? He kept trying to talk to me, when the others always stops after their first try. He seem... different. Oh, stop it, Y/N. Why are you thinking about him? You can see his style... he's a bad-boy. You DON'T wanna hang around those type of guys.

*to be continued*