Adopted by Markiplier

Chapter 18

Charlie's POV:
I walked around with the my friends and Maya until we reached Hot Topic. Maya hadn't talked that much since she came, but when she saw the store her eyes lit up. She and Lyric went in and I quietly did too. Elliot and Kayden went in after us.

I walked around looking for a new SnapBack. I found one with Pikachu ears on it. I went over to Elliot and showed him. "You want this one?" He asked. I nodded. "You have to say it, Charlie." He said. I growled a little and glared up at him. "I'm not buying unless you talk." He crossed his arms.

"I want this one." I mumbled. Kayden smiled. "Good job." Elliot said and handed me some money. "T-thanks." I said and walked away. I saw Maya over by the t-shirt rack. I went over and watched her. She had really pretty hair. And she was short, like me.

She picked up and All Time Low shirt and looked at it. I quietly walked up to her. "Do you like them?" She jumped a little when I spoke. "Sorry." I whispered. "I-It's fine." She mumbled. "D-do you like All Time Low?" I said again. She nodded. "M-me too." She said and smiled at me. I smiled a little too.

Kayden's POV:
Elliot and I stood behind a clothing rack and watched Maya and Charlie talking. "He hasn't talked that much in years!" Elliot gasped. "I know, this is amazing!" I grinned.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around, startled. Charlie was standing behind me, frowning up at us. "Charlie!" Elliot said, also startled. Charlie just sighed and walked away. "I don't get him." Elliot sighed.

Maya's POV:
I bought my t-shirt and Kayden bought me a too-big flannel. We walked out of Hot Topic and sat on a bench. "Where should we go now?" Lyric asked. "Well, I think you guys should introduce yourselves to Maya properly." Kayden said and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. "Okay, that sounds good." Lyric shrugged.

"Okay, well, I'm Elliot Kurz, I'm 19 years old and I play the bass." I nodded and smiled at him. "I'm Lyric Taylor, I'm 18 years old and I play the drums!" She grinned. "Cool." I grinned back at her. Elliot looked down at Charlie. He sighed and pulled a pad of paper out of his pocket, and a pen. He handed me the piece of paper.

"My name is Charles Azar, I'm 17 years old, I play the guitar, and I'm selectively mute." I smiled at him. "I'm 17 too." He wrote something, handed me the paper, and looked down at his shoes. "I like your hair."

"Thanks." I smiled at him. He looked up and smiled.

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