*Title not decided yet* by Sofia Hantzaridis and Olivia O'Donnell (best books for 7th graders TXT) 📕

idiot, I won't make fun of you." Andrew's face grew a more serious look.
"I can't unedrstand Spanish either anymore, because I am still new to lip reading. I can pretty much only read it."
"Don't worry, we've got another twenty minutes left in the period. Then you have math, your expert class. Let's just talk and fool around within those twenty minutes."
I nodded and spotted Mrs. Martinez looking at Andrew and I. She knows we're not speaking Spanish! Oh my gosh, what am I going to do if she comes over?
Great, she was walking over towards us.
"How's it going guys?" Mrs. Martinez asked us, actually in english.
"Fine, Aarihan was just saying that she's an athlete, and she runs a lot." Andrew said. So kind!
"Yeah, Andrew just said how he," I started to say.
"Aarihan? Your voice sounds a bit different. Do you have a cold?" Mrs. Martinez asked me. I did have a deaf accent, I haven't talked to her in a LONG time.
"Umm," I began. Today everyone's cutting me off!
"Aarihan's always spoke like that," Andrew said kindly. "Aarihan y que debería volver a españoles ahora," "Aarihan and I should get back to Spanish now,"
And she left.
Ten more minutes of class left. I can do this.
"Thanks," I began to say.
"For what?" Andrew asked me.
"Saving me, Mrs. Martinez was about to find out I was deaf."
"You know, that's not such a bad thing."
"What do you mean?"
"She could help you understand Spanish now that you're deaf."
"That'd be three complete languages. English, Spanish and Sign Language. No thanks."
"Bell's about to ring,"
9

Listening to my iPhone's music on the bus, I got a text message from Andrew.
It read, "Hey Aarihan. Call me, I'll talk about the plans for tonight. I can't talk about it at school because you know Maya, anyway, call me."
As the text said to call him, I followed. Going into my contacts app, I searched his name.
I have over fifty contacts, so it's hard to "look and scroll" through my contacts for his name.
I hit his contact and softly tapped the call button. I wouldn't call it a "button". I'd call it more of a "spot on the screen".
Then I just remembered.
I can't call him.
I quickly ended the call and texted him back saying, "Sorry, Andrew. I can't call you. I know it takes a while to remember it, "by heart", I guess you could say that. I forgot, myself. Let's just text, can we do that?"
I send the message, and shortly after that I put my phone to "sleep". Not turned off. But on vibrate, and still on, but not being used. In my pocket it went, as I continued to listen to music.
No soonder did I put my phone into my pocket, I felt a vibration came from my phone.
Sliding the screen to unlock my phone, the bus stopped at yet another stop. I read Andrew's text. It saying, "Sorry, I totally forgot. But what do you want to do tonight? Where do you want to go?"
Damn, that was I text I couldn't answer. What SHOULD we do?
Should we go out to dinner, or the movies, or iceskating . . .
Another vibration shook my hand. Another text from Andrew. And this one read, "I'll do whatever you want to do, we could go out to the iceskating rink and stop for some icecream afterwards. That's a possibility."
I knew that was a good idea, it really was. I have the cutest outfit for iceskating.
I responded, "Iceskating and icecream sounds fun. I'll talk to you on the bus, it's almost close to your stop. Bye!"
I got a new message from Maya after I sent the one to Andrew. It read, "Hey, Aari. Wanna hang tonite?"
I didn't respond, because I knew what she was doing. *Trying to make me NOT go on a date with Andrew*
A pop-up occured on my screen just as I was about to turn my phone asleep. A text message from Andrew. This one said, "Oh, sorry. I'm not going on my bus today. I slept over a family member's house last night. Going on their bus. Sorry! See you at school"
Ug. I wasn't even going to talk to Andrew on the bus.
I went back to listening to my music, while we were four stops away from the school.

10

My dad picked me up after school that day.
He jumped out of the driver's seat and I jumped in, as he sat in the passenger's seat.
I drove home as seven hundred high-schoolers invaded the town. I some how managed to get around all of them.
One of them was Andrew.

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Publication Date: 11-02-2012

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