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He can't stop thinking about her so much every day. And he said "no matter what, no matter how old we are."  (Gap age)

Deaf in a Hearing World

It's hard enough to go from middle school to high school, even harder when you are going to a brand new school, but imagine doing all of that AND being deaf - the only deaf student in the school. That's what Jocelyn was going through when she entered 9th grade - alone in a big new school, without a friend, and feeling so out of place being a deaf person in a hearing world. Her cochlear implants ASL helped her to hear, just a bit, but they also looked strange to the other kids. She didn't know anyone, had no friends there, and nobody seemed to care about her, or noticed that she was all alone. In fact, because she was deaf, the other kids ignored her, or looked at her strangely and whispered to each other. This all made her feel even more alone, more different. She felt so isolated. Her deafness seemed to be holding her back and and stopped students from getting close to her in a way she should be just like any other kid.   Then, one day in poetry class, a boy sitting in front of her passed her a note. She had never gotten a note before. He asked her is she wanted a friend. She could hardly believe it, hardly trust it - but there he was, asking, sincere. She said yes and, eventually, they became best friends! He spoke to her as if she wasn't deaf, and that made her so happy. He made her feel like she belonged. He treated her just like any other hearing person. And they did what any other friends would do, went to the Mall, to Starbucks, and the library to study and draw. He began to experience a day though a deaf person's eyes. Now they are always hanging out together. And he taught Jocelyn the true meaning of friendship, which was the greatest gift she had ever received. It changed her, brought her back to life, and for that, Jocelyn will always be thankful and grateful. 

Her name is Sunflower Firelight.

Age: 13

Height: 5'7"

Country: New Zealand

Speak language: Maori and NZSL.

Special: half-plant (Lava), half-fire, half-monster

Disability: Deaf and hard of hearing

Personilty: Sweet, excited, happiness, Bliss, loving, coolest, calm, fearless and respectful.

Likes: Cookie, Fresh, plant friends, great-grandpa's storytelling, Loving the family support each other, hangout, reading, drawing and Poisonous (stranger).

Dislikes: enemy of some people who bullied me, bothering me, gossip, puppet and steak

Siblings: sister (6) and brother (5)

Parents: Hana (Mother) and N. Firelight (father)

Grandfather: Benaie A. Firelight

Great-grandparent: Pavie D. Firelight and Kulei Firemonster

Bio: Later

Silence

Fandoms:SKIP

Characters:Arthur Steed,Mesi Jollah

Warnings:Self-hatred, insecurity

Theme:Hurt/Comfort

Requested by @trashbydefault

Characters belong to modmad ______________________________________

Head hung low,arms slumped at his side,his eyes fixated on the cream carpet that was under his feet and the only part of him that was visble to eye was his chest that raised and falled at every single breath the man took.

Every move of his lips and a word he spoke only came out in silence…No words,no jokes or ANYTHING…He was silenced,a man with no voice like a harp without its strings to play its beautiful melody. Oh how he hated being the man who spoke in silence…How he hated that every time he opened his mouth to speak nothing would come out…No greetings,no affection filled sentences,no jokes just nothing but silence…

It broke him,it really did…For all his life he was unable to speak without the silence filled words coming out from his lips.The silence was ever the only thing for him but he wanted to be rid of it.

Tears soon began to fill in his eyes before run down his cheeks,leaving small trails of wetness behind them with every inch they moved before soon coming to the edge of his jaw,they hung for a few seconds before dropping down on to the white material of Arthur’s shirt,leaving a small damp patch which would eventually dry . Rising a shakey hand to his face and used the side of right hand to wipe the tears away which were soon replaced with more tears and the process yet again repeated over and over again.

The silence around the weeping man was broken when a voice called out to him from the other room as the sound of foot steps edge closer and Arthur panicked…He did not want her,Mesi Jollah to see him weeping cause he didn’t know what she could possibly say which either could something negative or motivated and he grew much more weary when he could hear Mesi becoming closer and closer and he ended up frantically wiping his tears away and trying to hide his face from her or even make it look like he had not been crying or maybe he could just lie but that wouldn’t get him anywhere.

Mesi soon came to the doorway of the room where Arthur was sitting in,“Hey Arthur,why are you in on your own?“The woman spoke,her eyes fixated on Arthur who sat on the chair with his back turned to her and he did not answer which was something that Arthur never does when a question may of been asked who was talked to but only would do it if he did not know a question or was unsure.This very small different act created a bit of worry for Mesi.

“Arthur,are you alright?”

No answer and she repeats…

“Arthur,are you alright?”

Nothing again…No sign and no movement,she asks once again in worry and concern for the man…

“Arthur,please…Tell me whats wrong…You never act like this…”

Still nothing…

“Arthur,please turn around and tell me whats wrong!”

Nothing…

“Arthur?”

…

“Arthur…?”

…

A frown formed on Mesi’s lips before she soon decided to inch her self forward and closer to the man of silence.Each step she took,the pit of worry in her stomach grew more like thorns on a stem,threatening to pierce anyone who dare came near.Her foot steps quiet by the cream carpet underneath her feet.

She was soon close enough to him before she took a step so that she was infront of him,“Arthur…?” Mesi spoke in worry yet a calm tone.Slowly yet hesitantly,Arthur raised he head up to face Mesi but the sight she saw made her gasp.

Arthur’s eyes were filled with tears,under his eyes looked puffy and slightly red from him crying.His eyes,in way filled with sadness and merely begging for help.

Mesi kneeled down before Arthur,meeting his teary and sad gazed before placing a hand gently upon his face before using her thumb to wipe his tears away.“Arthur,please tell me whats is wrong? You can tell me anything and…I will be here for you…"Mesi said in a soft tone,Arthur seemly flicked his gazed to the ground before them before flickering his eyes once more to met her worryed and concerned gaze before he raised his hands ‘I know you here for me and I guess it is quite a reason for why I am like this and I should tell you…’ he signed before he received a nod form the woman before him before be continued to sign ‘The reason why I am like…THIS is because I just don’t feel like I am…’ he stopped completely,turning his head away from her as he made a what seemed to be a frustrated face before letting out a silent sigh before he met Mesi’s gaze once more and continued ‘I just don’t feel good enough…For you…I don’t feel like I am any use and I feel so worthless an-’ he was stopped by Mesi grabbing hold of his wrists to before Arthur tilted his head in complete confusion,“Arthur…You ARE good enough for me and your are not worthless…You are special to me and good grief you have made me more happy then I was before and you have giving me a reason to smile…You entered my life and made it a brighter place and if I had not met you,nothing would of been good and you changed that and so what if your mute,I will always be there for you and I will always care for you no matter what…” She said before she soon let her grip on his wrists fade before she wrapped her arms around him and held Arthur closer to her as he too soon wrapped his arms around her frame and held her close to him as he mouthedthe words in silence 'Thank you’.

It seemed like heaven,the close embrace and the loving caring arms wrapped around his thin frame,held close and showing him she cared dearly for him.

Mesi was right…If the to never met,where would they be right now?

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