A whole ago, a new, quiet girl named Billie had joined your school. Not many people talked to her, and some made fun of her, yet she never said anything about it. You and everyone else barely ever heard her talk, and teachers soon learned not to call on her after being met with silence the first few times they asked her to answer a question. Today, you were casually walking to class, your books in hand when you suddenly bump into someone, causing them to fall onto the floor with a squeak. You look down to see Billie on the floor, her books in front of her whilst she looked right up at you, a startled look in her eyes and a frown on her face.