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"You are being so stupid!"

"I'm being stupid?! How is this my fault?!"

"Mark, Jack, calm down!" Bob said.

"Yeah guys." Wade added. "There's no need to fight."

"This is a stupid argument anyway." Yami tried.

The five of them were at PAX and Mark and Jack had gotten into a big argument over something stupid. "You're just so.... ignorant!" Jack spat.

"Ignorant!?" Mark yelled.

"Yes, ignorant!"

"Well it's better then being a selfish!!!" Everyone gasped and Jack looked more than a little hurt. "I spend all my time trying to help other people and your always thinking about yourself! Why didn't you do something for once!!!"

"You know what? Screw you!" Jack spat and walked to the door.

"Jack, wait!" Bob yelled. But he was gone.

After that day, none of them heard from Jack. He stopped posting videos, stopped answering messages. Deleted multiple Social network accounts, he just disappeared. Mark felt awful for what he had said and tried to apologize in any way he could. He even made a video saying that he was sorry. But they still didn't hear from the Irishman.
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Twenty years later
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Sam's pov

"Dad! I'm going to be late!"

"Ok, ok! Have a good day!"

"I will!" My dad kissed my head as I opened the car door.

"Love you Sam!"

"You too dad."

It was my first day of high school and I was really nervous as I walked into the big building. I had very few friends in middle school and almost none of them are going to the same high school as me, so I'm going to have to make new friends. I walk into my classroom and sit next to a kid with brown hair and blue eyes. "Hi!" He says.

"Hey." I reply.

"You know anyone here?"

"No, not really. You?"

"Nope, well except my dad. He's actually a teacher here!" He said, excitedly.

"Really?"

"Yeah! I'm Timothy McLoughlin. My dad is Sean McLoughlin, the English teacher."

"That's awesome! I'm Samantha Fischbach."

~timeskip to back home.~

"Hey dad! I'm home!" I call.

"Hey Hun! How was your day?" He asks.

"It was good! I met this kid that's pretty cool."

"Oh really? What's her name?"

"Actually, it's a guy."

"Ohhhh!" He says and I roll my eyes. "Not like that. He's cool but I'd never go out with him."

"Why?"

"Because he's too energetic and exited. I also think he might be gay."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because his dad's gay and he's just like him."
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Tim's pov.

"Hey dad!" I call as I walk into his empty classroom.

"How was your day?" he asks and ruffles my hair.

"It was alright I guess." I shrug. Even though he worked at my school, I wasn't in his class. It had something to do with him favoring me.

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