Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction, there's no resemblance to actual persons or events or places. If so, it is utterly not intended. I do NOT own Monster High, or anything to do with it. Thank you.

A / n: Hello again! You're probably smacking your foreheads seeing another story from me as I have a few on the go right now. I haven't forgotten about them, honestly I haven't. Sometimes the inspiration just hits you and when it does, it does. I just go with it and here is an outcome I hope you enjoy =]

Summary: That guy who talks about getting girls all the time? He's truly lonely. That kid who doesn't take life seriously? He's just trying to make it through the day without breaking down. The person who wears the biggest smile? They're normally the one who hurts the most. Moral of the story? Never judge a book by its cover. Rated T.

Silent Someone

Chapter One

Y'know what sucks? No, the answer isn't a vacuum.

Do you know what really, truly sucks? Feeling so down and depressed for no damn reason what so ever! That's what sucks.

My name is Heath Burns and my life doesn't suck, but with how I feel you'd think I'd be like beaten everyday or something. But I haven't nor ever will be, my parents are awesome. I don't want for anything, my cousins are doing pretty great – I'm… not really sure how that goes. I mean, are Jackson Jekyll and Holt Hyde one in the same or two separate from the same medium? Not too sure if they're my cousin or cousins… but anyway, he and Holt both are doing fine. If there's no sadness around, why can't I stop crying when I'm alone?

My alarm clock has went off and I now realize that I've been up for the past hour before I'm supposed to get up. What did I do all that time? Just lying here as my mind wanders.

Thinking – that's the worst thing I could possibly do.

When I think, it sometimes overwhelms me so much that I just feel down. And when I feel down, I automatically think of why I feel that way when I pretty much have no right to do so and then I think of things to purposely make me sad so I have a reason to feel that way but it never sticks and I still feel sad… I don't know if this is making any sense at all and maybe I'll just stay quiet. Yeah, I'll try that.

…but I can't do it.

There's so much on my mind right now but it's too jumbled to even begin to try and figure it out. Where can I start?

I sat it all to the side as I do every day and it takes everything I have just to remove the blankets and get up for the day. Don't you hate that?

Shifting over to my dresser, I pulled out what I was gonna wear for the day and I entered my ensuite bathroom to begin my morning routine. Nothing bad had happened, but as soon as I looked at myself in the mirror - a tear rolled down my cheek. Why?!

I closed my eyes and swallowed hard, "Just get over yourself, Heath."

As strange as it may seem, the voice I spoke with almost sounded nothing like the voice inside my mind. Or maybe I'm listening to the voice in my mind more often than using my own?

Soon I dressed myself, combing through my freshly cut hair. I sighed as I spritzed some cologne in the air and it graced me gently. I didn't wanna bathe in the stuff, no need to do that. Leaving my ensuite bathroom, as well as my bedroom I exited and headed down the hallway to go down the stairs and out the door. My parents weren't up yet and there was no reason for them to be - neither one of them works today.

Or maybe they're just getting to bed? They still aren't used to the whole switch in concept of night and day here.

Anyway, I skipped breakfast which I always do and headed off on my way to a typical day at Monster High.

I'm not personally a guy who enjoys school or… who is actually good at it. But I use my humor and social skills to get me through the day without doing something stupid, like y'know… crying. 'Cause guys aren't supposed to do that and it's weak and stuff.

It's nice out, not too hot or cold to be walking and there's a slight chilly breeze. But it's just perfect enough for me to wear my typical wardrobe and be comfy doing so.

We don't live extremely far from the school; it's about a twenty minute walk that I walk everyday. My parents offer to drive me but they do so much already and they've sacrificed so much just for my well being, I wouldn't have the heart to accept the drive. I'd feel so guilty.

When I say my parents have sacrificed a lot for me, I damn well mean it. They both gave notice to their regular 9-5 jobs and their normal lives within the, normal world just to benefit me. They've done a complete 360 degree turn from what it used to be for us. Being nocturnal since that's how this whole community works… I really couldn't ask for better parents.

Getting to the school, I almost had a heart attack when I was approached by my cousin, Jackson Jekyll. "Good morning asshole!" He greeted me with a big smile.

It was so nice to see him smile. "Hey," I stifled a legit yawn. It's way too early to be awake right now. "what's up?"

He shrugged, "Nothing much, Holt won't stop singing in my head. Well, he's not really singing, he's kinda just rioting by himself. Hopefully he'll let me concentrate in class today." He made eye contact with me, to which I briefly broke. "What's up with you?" He asked me sincerely, as he always did. He was actually the only one to do so on a regular basis.

"Nothing much, man. Not much going on in my noggin." That had to be the biggest lie I have ever told, my mind is always racing and sometimes it gets me so upset that it brings me to tears. "Y'know that's pretty much a vast space of nothingness. Haha."

Jackson gave a nod and small laugh of his own, "Right. Well, I hope you studied for that test Mr. Rotter was talking about last week."

'Ah shit, is he serious?' I'm sure just being able to tell by the extremely surprised look on my face, he realized that I know nothing about said test.

"Ooh, good luck with that Heath. I'll catch ya after school, maybe if you're up for it I'll come over for a bit?"

I nodded at the idea, "Yeah sure, if you don't find something better to do after school." I chuckled; he gave a nod and was off to class. He always arrived early, completed his work to the very best of his ability… came back to school to do it all over again. I so wish I could be as smart as him.

I begin to wander down the hall and feel the coldest breeze I have ever felt since, well last week. Ahh there she is, the beautiful Miss Bominable. She takes my breath away every single day since the one she started going here. Well, both literally and figuratively. I don't cope very well with huge temperature changes – especially going from hot to cold or even hot to lukewarm.

Actually I get this massive headache that's just killer. But sometimes it's worth it if I get to talk to her for a few minutes.

Y'know how much easier life would be if I could read minds?

Lemme answer that for you, it'd be a lot easier! I mean, I could just find out her true thoughts about me. I would be able to figure it out instead of bugging her all day and everyday with that big question in my mind: do you like me too?

Being a considered a 'monster' and all, it'd be wicked cool if I had powers like that. But no, I have to be a fire elemental. Of course I would, thank you! – with added sarcasm. Thank you to whoever gave me this… curse. Mother Nature, that better not have been you, you son of a–

"Good morning, Heath!"

I was startled from my thoughts by none other than Frankie Stein. "Oh hey ghoul, what's happenin'?" I asked her suavely. She blushed and her bolts sparked as she giggled.

"Not a whole lot, I was just looking for Jackson, o-or Holt actually before class. I just wanted to chit chat with them before being stuck in class." She shifted nervously back and forth from one heeled shoe to the other.

"Sadly I don't think that's possible Frankie, only because it's Jackson today and he's already in class. But you could possibly catch him - them, at lunch though so don't give up."

She smiled brightly, "Thanks Heath! I won't." Frankie hurried upon her way and I was left alone to stand in the hallway, until suddenly came the moment I felt that familiar cold breeze once again and that headache that I described earlier? Yeah it just struck my temples and hard. It almost brings tears directly to my eyes. All I could try to do was breathe through it.

"Greetings, Heath." She addressed me, to my ultimate surprise.

"H-hey Abbey, what's kickin' ghoul?" I asked her rather quickly, hoping that she wouldn't think I was trying to run from her – it's just, my head's pounding like crazy right now making it so hard to even concentrate on breathing.

She raised an eyebrow on my broken speech, she shrugged. "Am fine, thank you for asking."

I chuckled lightly, "Yeah, no problem. Hope your day is wonderfully awesome. Catch ya later ghoul." It was then where I walked away. It took a lot of my inner resistance to not run away from her – but of course I ain't like that. It's just; my headache was getting worse the longer I stood there. But again, she makes it worth it every single time.

I looked back briefly to take note of her still standing in the same place, but there wasn't much else I could do. Heaving a sigh, I then realized that I was now late for first class. Oh the joys.

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