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You Are My Eyes (Haven't been edited)

Blindy (Chapter 2)

(Ivy’s P.O.V)

We are half way through the first day of school and no one has spoken to me at all. I am quite disappointed, I thought I could make some new friends here, but I guess they don’t really seem to accept a person like me. Then again, I am not surprise because I have no friends, I have no one but my parents and now they both left me behind, I only have myself.

They all know that I can’t see isn’t it? Of course they did, what did you expect Ivy?

“Watch where you going,” an irritated deep raspy voice said as I bump into a solid wall, well I thought it was a wall but I guess it turned out to be a person, infect a male person. I dropped all of my stationary on the floor from the abrupt stop and almost fall on my back myself.

“I a-am s-so sorry,” I apologized quietly as try to collect my books and school equipment on the floor. The problem with being blind is that, when it comes to occasions like this, you are in trouble and if the person you bump into doesn’t help you collect all of your materials, well then you are stuffed…Pretty much.

(Harry’s P.O.V)

What the fuck? It’s that weird new girl…

“I a-am s-sorry,” she apologized and it was barely audible.

That’s a good thing and she is not a mute…

She got down on her knees and starts to collect all the useless materials that are not needed.

How many books does she carry? Why do she need all of this stuff? Oh yeah… she is weird…hang on wait! What the hell is she doing? The book is right in front of her and she is trying to grab it as if she can’t see her surroundings…does she need classes? I didn’t see her wear one…wait…HOLY FUCK…

“You are blind?” I ask her which sounded more like a mocking statement.

How did I not put two and two together? The voice recorder and the personal scanner…it all makes sense now…

She didn’t reply to my question as she tries to gather all her stupid books on the floor and walks off.

Oh this is going to be fun…

“Shit…is she actually blind?” Niall asks, surprised by my assumption and heck, I didn’t notice people in the hall way were staring at out little collision.

“Why can’t hot girls be normal without being blind or deaf? I hate life sometimes,” Niall wine, “Niall…you have a bad taste in women that’s why…didn’t you see her granny clothes? Besides…she is blind remember? Which means she is pretty useless,” I explained judgmentally of the blind girl that I don’t know.

“Says the one that fucks every girl that he lays his eyes on,” Niall teased, Niall is one of the first friends that I’ve made since I’ve moved here and he certainly is different to the people that I hang out with in England.

His is different personality wise because he is not a dickhead, but behavior wise…he is similar…

(Ivy’s P.O.V)

“How was first day of school?” my aunty questioned sternly, as I walk in through the door, “It was O.K. I guess,” I replied and make my way to the kitchen to get some sort of food to fill in my growling stomach. Today I didn’t to the cafeteria to get any food because I have a really bad feeling that this school is not just going to ignore my presence like the last one.

I may be blind but I am not dumb, you may be wondering how I am doing school work, well you know considering that fact that I can’t see. Well, I have this laptop especially made for me on my 13th Birthday as a birthday gift from my parents. It sure was the best birthday gift ever and still is.
Since I know the keyboard back to front, everything I type on the laptop, it will read it back to me and I pretty much do all of my homework or assignment on it. I use the voice recorder to replay what the teachers talk about in class, it is sort of like taking notes I guess, but I am recording the whole explanation.

Oh mum and dad, I know you are in a better place now, where you can rest in peace and I know you will always be here with me, not in person of course but within your spirits. I miss you both soo much and I am sorry this was my entire fault…if it wasn’t for me you both will still be here…I am sorry…

**The next morning**

“Stop you might bump into me blindy…I don’t want your blind germs…it might be contagious,” I heard a high pitched female voice shouted as I walk through the entrance door of the school. A huge wave of laughter followed after her statement.

Oh great…they are making fun of me now? I knew I wasn’t going to like this school very much…

“There’s a wall there in case you didn’t notice…wait of course you didn’t…because you are BLIND,” another girly voice stated rudely and laughs at her unfunny statement.

I ignored them and try to get to me locker. As I started to walk towards my locker, I tripped and fall face first on the floor.

I thought these hall ways were clear… I am pretty sure I didn’t trip over my own shoe laces…boy it hurts like hell.

Laughter echoed through the school hallway, “are you O.K.?” a smooth male voice asked, I am not sure if he was talking to me or someone else but I can sense that he is near me.

“Here let me help you up, just ignore them yeah…Harry is such a dickhead,” he said softly, grabbing my arms and helping me stand up. “Don’t worry I am getting all of your books and I think we should go to the nurse office because your knees are bleeding,” he told me.

This boy seems really nice…it will be nice to have a friend I guess…if he even wants to be one…

“Aww it’s alright, your knees are not that bad…come on you can hold my arm and I will take you there,” he said sweetly after wiping away my tears.

Wait I am crying now?

“I am Zayn by the way, I heard you are new to the school…sorry I just came back from vacation today and I am sorry about the way people have treated you,” he apologized.

Aww this boy is really nice…if only there were more people like him in this world…

“I am Ivanna but you can call my Ivy if you want,” I said shyly, “Ivy…wow what a beautiful name for a very beautiful girl, it’s lovely to meet you Ivy,” he complimented which made me blush.

No one has ever called me beautiful except for my parents...

Notes

Oh Zayn is a nice boy :) What do you guys think? Should I keep going with this story?

Thank you for my two subscribers, I love you so much and the voters too of course <3<3

Lots of love P.S xxx

Comments

Please update :)

@JustBloo.

See......we need more people like you in this world <3 <3 Yes!!!! you were very helpful and I messaged you with the biggest spoiler everrrrrr ^_^

@PS2Live the dream


Was I helpful? I have a problem conveying my thoughts into understandable sentences lol But what can I say? I'm just a fanfic reading girl willing to do anything to see her otp continue their story ;)

@JustBloo

DO you know how much LOVE I have for you?? If you don't......well.....I LOVE YOU dear <3 <3

Hey!

I had this same thing happen to me too! Weirdness! But anyways...

I honestly think that this story has so far been written wonderfully. If there wasn't a plot or designated outcome, I sure as hell couldn't tell. But I know sometimes lack of "structure" puts a strain on the author just because of writer's block and other things like that.

I think from here, you can look at what you've written so far and ask yourself possible ways you can go next and sketch out and organize the rest of the story from this part (sometimes brainstorming concepts with someone else really makes the process easier and in some cases cleaner), and then go back to previous chapters and tweak certain things just so it' ll all wrap up nicely.

OR....

You can rewrite it (as you previously stated) and do things differently. The only problem that may arise with that, is since you are so far along in this story (40 chapters) the people that have previously subscribed to your story and have followed it this far may have trouble getting used to a new storyline and character adjustments.

But that's assuming there was a story line before (which it has seemed like), which you said there wasn't. So it's definitely a hard choice.

I think you should trust your gut and do what seems best to you. Everyone else will get over it :)

I'm here if you need a brainstorm session or a convo just to sketch out storylines by the way.

Ivarry shipper for life lolol