New Friends

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*Two months later, Jack's Pov;

This is definitely weird, I actually have friends besides Mark. I know its hard for them to talk to me since I don't speak and they have to write it down but I really enjoyed it. I waved goodbye to Bob and Wade and headed out of the building.

I wonder where Mark went...he was supposed to meet me here..

I turned the corner and walked around the back of the school and stopped in my tracks. Mark was talking to someone who had messy dark brown hair, sunglasses and a shiny gold amulet around his neck. It was obviously easy to notice he was a 'bad boy'.

What was Mark doing with him? What was so important for Mark to skip out on me with him. I decided to watch how this ended up. Did Mark like him? If he does then he'll leave me and I' won't be his friend anymore.. I started to tear up at the thought.

What the hell is wrong with me? I never cried when I thought of someone leaving me. I shook my head and continued to watch. Maybe Mark likes him because he's a bad boy...

I sighed and walked off heading to the park. As I got there, it seemed empty so I sat down on the swings. Next thing I know, I was getting hit on the head with a bean bag. I looked up to see a man with blonde hair and a small beard running towards me along with another man that had a dark green hoodie on with sloppy brown hair hanging out.

I saw him try to talk but I stopped him by handing him a paper that said that I was deaf on it. He nodded and pulled out a pen and started to write. 'Sorry I hit ya bro, me and my friend here was playing and he threw it too hard :)' I took notice he had to write a little smiley face at the end.

I nodded letting him know that it was okay. 'Would you like to play with us?' I thought about it. I shrugged and hopped off the swing. I gave him a new paper as he wrote more. 'I'm Felix' He then passed it to the other man. 'I'm Ryan but please, call me Cry.' I nodded and wrote down my name along with my nickname I prefer to be called and headed back with them to play.

After about a hour or so I waved off to my new buddies and headed off home. Once I got home, I realized I left my phone here. I waved at my mom, explained her how my day went and walked up to my room. I looked at my phone at the message from Mark.
'Where'd you go?'

Me?! Where'd he go?

'I could ask you the same thing'

After that I shut my phone off for the night and spent the rest of the evening in my room.

A/N: I'll be adding myself in the next chapter if that's okay? C:

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