The silent type

' call me at break' Rolling my eyes at the text that my brother sent me no doubt because he wants me to cover for him while he does gosh knows or the usual cover his shift at the cafe. Walking past the parked cars close to the gates of school i quickly check my appearance in the car windows. Its no. Secret i like my food im no twig size 12-14 clothes today black skinnys and a band t i have curved hips my slightly rounded face supporting thick eyelashes than amplifies my forest green eyes and freckled kissed nose of course with my freckles comes with the signature orange Cooper hair that stops just before my bellybutton i wouldn't say im a monstrosity but im no super model Walking into the generic building that is school groups of kids are scattered in the corridor waiting for the bell waiting until they all scatter like bugs to make their way to class. Maths first oh the joys, roll my eyes.. Mrs smat the one teacher that still calls upon me even tho she knows i will not utter a word, im not mute or incapable of speech i just cant speak to anyone apart from my twin brother Miles same copper hair but he was gifted with blue eyes and the body of a model.. roll my eyes he eats like a dustbin and not an inch of fat of his stupidly tall body Sitting at the back of the class i anticipate what's coming "mutant mute How's are you today?" Cue the eye roll that not very creative name caller is Pete, brothers former friend my long term enemy, he hasnt liked me since i accidently poured orange juice on him at my 6th birthday party it was totally accidently on purpose he was a d**k then and a d**k now what can i say i can't stand him with his blonde hair and blue eyes with the hight of 6'1 and the buid and the grace of a new born giraffe Rolling my eyes and putting my headphones in letting 'deaf havana - this Town is ours' blast through my ears im put my head down and await the very tardy mrs smat. 3 songs later - boys like girls - thunder..... Issues - hooligans.... Eyes set to kill - broken frames I nearly scream and jump out my skin when i feel a feather touch on my right shoulder.. Turning so fast i almost course whip lash i stare daggers at what seems to be a hot mofo beside me looking at me expectantly.. Taking my headphones out i give him a quizzinly look "dolly right? Im nate, im friends with your brother he explained the no talking thing errmm mind if i sit" he seemed nervous and on edge no doubt thinks im a delinquent. I nod and turn my head forward Damn he has the voice of a husky angel .. I swear butter just melted Annnnnddd eveyone is staring at our table great, Roll my f*ing eyes