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The day had been a perfectly average day for Sage. She was in her favorite place- school- doing her favorite thing- schoolwork. Of course, her grades were top notch, but she was never one to brag about her practically permanent spot on the honor roll and her unwavering 4.0 GPA and how every teacher loved just how good of a student was. Bragging was never in her personality, and boasts like that never showed up on her skin like every other word she said. Instead, her skin was covered in nice comments and good questions from her lectures and correct answers to the teacher's answers. She was the good little girl, and everyone knew it- everyone saw it written out clearly on her face.


Lunch had come, and while she would usually use the time to catch up on some extra credit or study for whatever she could possibly study for in the library, but it was a nice sunny day in town and she wanted to spend it out in the courtyard. As much of a teacher's pet as she was, she was quite the social butterfly, too. She sat alone with her book, but said hi to almost everyone that passed her by, all of those hellos writing themselves out on her face. There was not a single thing written that she was ashamed of.


Looking up, she noticed a young man- a couple years older than her, but still young- with no words on his face, on his body anywhere. She recognized him. Who wouldn't? He was the resident mute. Always alone. That was sad to Sage, who could always talk to someone about whatever and be listened to...she hated seeing other people being sad! So, without even hesitating, she walked over to him, "Hey," she said quietly, a smile on her face, "How's your day going?"


But, unbeknownst to her, those words weren't showing up on her face. She didn't think anything of talking to him. He was just...a normal boy. Right?
 
Levi glared down at his scuffed shoes, his head bent low and glaring at the ground. He got so sick of the asinine snide comments that accompanied him everywhere he went; the particularly offensive 'blank' seemed to be a resident favorite. So he gave people plenty to talk about. He didn't talk--owning his identity as mute with charming grace and poise was the best option, right?--he didn't respond to any questions in class--what the hell did those ignorant teachers need from him anyway?--, he didn't have any friends--they would just treat him like his parents had, wouldn't they? It had become somewhat of a hobby to him, proving to everyone, including himself, that he could function all alone, and be just fine. He was Mute, Mute was him.


But when that stupid, infuriating girl from his English class had the audacity to pull him out of of cauldron where he was festering in his own melancholy juices--he wanted to scream. He wanted to call her out on her bullshit, to demand answers. No one was that happy. No one's words where that good. He had thought it was possible that some girls were just nice, that some girls weren't hiding pretty little secrets under their clothing. Of course, the one time he had actually gotten a peak, that predetermined decision was shattered.


So why shouldn't he shatter hers? It was always amusing to see people's reactions for the first time. He posed to say something loud and boisterous, relishing in watching her prepare to see the Mute talk. Instead, he whispered, "C*nt," and waited for it to appear. Not on him, but on her.
 
There it was. Right on her forehead, scribbled out in a neat little cursive like she wrote with herself, and she didn't even know it. She certainly wasn't the type of girl to carry a mirror around, though she was by no means ugly. Sage even had a boyfriend, who she would spend time with when she wasn't studying. But most of her time was spent studying, so that time wasn't all that much. He understood. The question was, would he understand why such vulgar language was written on her face? On sweet, lovable Sage's lovable face? Probably not. On account of the fact that she was oblivious, though, she didn't even think about that.


"Uh...what? Y-You'll need to speak up, I can't hear you very well," she mentioned, sitting across from him and pulling her legs close to herself. Honestly, she didn't expect him to say anything, and thought that she possibly imagined his lips moving. She certainly didn't think he would call her something like "c*nt." She hadn't even said anything to him! No one had any reason to be mean to her, and she was too naive to think that anyone would ever want to be.


"Oh, uh, my name's Sage, by the way. Sage Chamberlain, " she said, holding her hand out to him. Still, nothing she said showed up on her, or on him. They just...disappeared. "Can you tell me your name?"
 
Levi smirked wildly when that delicious word appeared right on her forehead. She deserved it so badly, oh, how she deserved it. He wasn't quite sure why that was, exactly, but it gave him such raging satisfaction to see such a horribly beautiful word on that Sage Chamberlain, right for everyone to see.


"Oh, I don't talk. I'm just the Mute," he smirked, waiting for her reaction with bated breath. How would she react? Maybe run in terror, dash to one of her equally stupid little friends... Of course, nothing was more amusing than when the stupid blank kid said a word. He might as well join the circus! That sounded absolutely grand.


"You know, mutes don't talk. We just sit there with drool dribbling out of our chins, sneering at children, maybe urinating on them if we're in the mood..." He smirked. "You aren't familiar with the type, I'm sure. Your delicate little mind hasn't been tainted with such horrors." He was mocking her shamelessly.
 
Sage looked at him with what couldn't be described as anything other than astonished. He spoke. She hardly even noticed that nothing he said appeared on his skin, and everything he said appeared on her. It was amazing enough that, not only did the mute kid talk, he was rude! Her smouth was opened in shock, completely dumbfounded.


"Um...Excuse me?" she sneered. No more Mrs. Nice girl. If there was one thing she would not tolerate, it was other people being rude, "Don't you know that anything you say shows up on your face? And we have checks next period? You...I'm sorry, but I did absolutely nothing to deserve being treated like this! I'll talk to you later!"





She stood up, storming off. The check was in a few minutes, and she wanted to eat something before hand. They happened every day, right after lunch, so the school could easily see if kids were being bullied or were bullying others, planning to do drugs or sell drugs, exchanging test answers or finding new ways to cheat, anything that could possibly happen. Sage never had to worry about those; She was too perfect.


Finishing up her food, she packed up her stuff so she could get in line and get the check over with.


 
Levi actually laughed at her backlash of words. Who did she think she was? "I can't wait until something happens that shatters you're world and you'll see just what you're really made of." His laugh diminished into another crooked smile. "Because I can promise you, screaming at the resident mute about his choice of words isn't exactly behavior one smiles upon. People are just going to think you're crazy. Actually, maybe I just started this process for you! Aren't I so nice?"


When the check started, Levi strode off to the library where he was expected to read (ha, as if) until all of the other students had been thoroughly scoured and exploited. At least, that's how Levi viewed it.


Mrs. Persing walked carefully down her line of students, her long brown bob swinging She grabbed hands here and there, frowned at stupid statements, and was all-together prepared to just brush over Sage. She usually did. Until she saw that c-word glistening on Sage's forehead like a shiny new penny. Mrs. Persing's eyebrows shot up, and she gave her a sad look. "Really, Miss Chamberlain?"
 
Like everyone else, Sage expected herself to just fly through the check, without having to worry about a thing. There were the things that she said to the mute boy, but she was standing up for herself! They couldn't put her in detention for something like that. If anything he should be in detention, especially since she couldn't see him anywhere at the check. Of course she knew that the mute kids didn't need to participate in these, but he wasn't mute. She had no clue what was going on in his head, but she wanted to find out.


She was utterly confused when Mrs. Persing stopped at her and looked at her with such disappointment. "Uh...what? Is something wrong?" she asked, not really sure what she should do, "Is there...is there something on my face?" She looked around at all the students around her, as if they would tell her, but they all just stared at her. They were just as shocked as she was. Finally, a girl she didn't know all that much handed her a compact mirror, so she could see what was scribbled on her face.


She screamed. Sage literally screamed when she saw that on her face, an ugly mark she shouldn't have and wouldn't get rid of, "I never said this!" she insisted, looking up at the teacher with a look of desperation, "R-Really! I never said any of this!!"
 
Mrs. Persing looked at her with nothing but sad disappointment. "Sage, there's no use. It's right there on your forehead! Just stay after school on Wednesday and it'll be over. Watch your tongue and it won't happen again, I promise." She reached back to grab a slip for detention, scribbling Sage's name down on it and the reason for her discipline. Out of all of her students, she usually brushed Miss Chamberlain, who never had anything disrespectful on her--or interesting, for that matter. She didn't mind hearing juicy tidbits from the children's skin, she wasn't going to lie.


Levi just happened to be getting a drink of water, or more like he was seeing the infamous Sage Chamberlain's reputation ruined. It was almost laughable, honestly. She would most likely treat it like the end of the world, where everyone would have forgotten the c-word on the goody-two-shoe's forehead for one day.
 
"Mrs Persing, please, I never said this! At all! You have to believe me!" Sage continued to beg, but like she said, there was no use. She was brushed off, detention slip in her hand, expected to move along on her merry little way. No, no one would remember such a humiliating moment for very long, but Sage would, and it made her want to cry. Pulling out the mirror again, she held it up to her face, just staring at that awful mark. But that wasn't the only one that wasn't supposed to be there- there were a lot more. And she recognized them as exactly what the mute boy had said.


Sage was never one to get mad, but she was mad. She stormed up to where Levi innocently sipped at the water fountain, her eyes full of rage and tears, "H-Hey- what did you do?!" she demanded, rubbing frantically at her sobbing eyes, "I never said this! A-And now- now I have to go to detention and I never said this!!"
 
Mrs. Persing was already moving down the line, filling out more detention slips when someone had admitted to posting nude pictures a girl had sent him. "You really need to learn to be careful about what you do and who you tell..." She muttered, signing the slip with a flourish. Of course, teachers weren't up to inspection, but they were still held in a high regard and took careful pride in what was said on their skin.


Levi didn't even stop drinking as his eyes rolled up, innocently watching her. "What are you talking about?" He straightened, looking down at her. "Maybe you should just own up to your," he paused, smirking, "mistakes."
 
The second he started talking, Sage whipped out the compact mirror again like a detective would whip out their notepad, watching as every word he said scribbled themselves out onto her forehead. There was proof. She had proof! And she didn't even need to show him- he was standing right in front of her, speaking, making those words appear on her and probably watching them, too! He was supposed to be mute, not blind! She didn't need to show it to him. He knew exactly what he was doing and he kept doing it, the thought of which made Sage sick.


Sage didn't say anything else to Levi- why prompt him to say something else that would show up on her?- and hurried back to the check line where Mrs. Persing continued to work, "Mrs. Persing!" she shouted, hurrying over with the mirror and absolute proof of the insanity taking place, "Mrs. Persing- really- I didn't say any of this! Levi did! He's not mute and he said all that and it appeared on my skin! Really- call him over here- I'll show you!! Please!!"
 
A grin spread across Levi's face when it finally connected in her stupid little mind. "You're just a despicable bitch."


He watched the curse word spread across her forehead with relish. Oh, did she ever deserve it.


When Sage returned to the classroom and tried to blame her actions on the /mute/, she actually laughed. "'Just own up to what you did, dear. It's only an hour of detention. I should probably give you more for lying!"


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"B-But I'm not lying..." Sage muttered, as those little words scribbled themselves out on her forehead as well. She didn't want any more detention time than she already had, but she desperately wanted someone to believe her! She stood there, in the commons area, practically helpless. What could she do? Word removal was incredibly expensive and usually involved a week in the hospital. She didn't have the money or the time to spend away from her schoolwork.


She didn't know what else to do. She hurried over to the office, grabbing the phone and calling her parents to come pick her up. She said it was a stomach ache, which wasn't entirely untrue. This whole thing was so insane, she felt like she wanted to puke. And they would let her carry out her detention another day, right? She hoped so. They always made exceptions for her-she was still a good student. She wanted to make sure she kept that reputation.
 
Mrs. Persing turned away from Sage, already continuing with her job. She didn't want to indulge the poor girl becoming untruthful at all. What in the world had gotten into her? Blaming the mute for the words on her skin?


When Sage's mother finally was able to leave work to pick her up, she was instantly infuriated by the word on her daughter's skin. "Honey, what in the /world/-?!"


She had gotten a call that Sage needed to stay after school for detention, but she never would have guessed it was for saying a word so foul.


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Sage sighed, miserable, close to breaking into tears when her mother saw the word on her head. In shame, she covered it up by holding her hand over her head, "I-I don't wanna talk about it...It's weird and complicated and no one will believe me when I say it but I didn't say this! And...whatever..."


The more she talked, those words wrote themselves out on her forehead, and pushed the awful one's back into view. Sage hadn't noticed and kept her hand where it was, her head ducked low, hurrying out to the car.
 
Sage's mother just sighed as the word was pushed back into view. She removed her daughter's hand and motioned for her to walk out of the office. "How do you think that your father and I should handle this, Sage? Do you think you should just be automatically exempt from punishment because you claim that you didn't say it? Don't get me wrong, I love how you're usually so self-sufficient and respectful. But that doesn't cancel out this incident."


As they were walking through the parking lot to their family's car, Levi was leaning against the flagpole in front of the school, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, his usual expression of bitter angst gracing his face. Sage's mother steered the girl away as they passed him. "What's wrong with that boy?" She asked in a harried voice. "He shouldn't be just loitering in the parking lot like that. He doesn't look safe."
 
Sage just groaned a bit as they passed Levi, getting herself into the car. She couldn't even look at his silent, wordless face at the current moment. She found it disgusting how he could just stand there, knowing what he did, and doing nothing to help her. Had anyone else been afflicted with whatever strange mutation he had, they wouldn't use it to torture those who tried to help them! She was sure of it!


"He's the one who said all the stuff I didn't say!" she insisted, praying that she would believe her, "Look, I don't know how and I don't know how to explain it, but he said that stuff to me and then it showed up on my skin! I don't know how, but...it did!"
 
Sage's mother's eyes stayed trained on Levi as they pulled out of the parking lot, but she rolled her eyes at Sage. "Dear, that filthy mute boy has nothing to do with what you said and what was written on your skin. Now please, your father and I aren't going going to kill you for saying one word like that. It's not encouraged, but it's not inexcusable. On the other hand, blaming that blank boy is a whole different matter. Why were you even talking to him?"


As they were turning out of the school parking lot, Levi took the opportunity to offer Sage the middle finger.
 
"I felt bad for him," Sage said, right after she scoffed at him. She was going to find out how to bust him eventually, and him throwing the middle finger around wasn't going to help his case at all. She just hoped that her mom caught it.


She sunk further into her seat, looking out the window in front of her. Arguing it any more now wasn't going to help her at all, so she just shut her mouth about it. Hopefully, he wouldn't do it again. And that word would get pushed further and further down and she would eventually be fine.
 

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