Chapter Two

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Two boys walked into the class room. About as tall as Mark himself. They both had blue eyes and silver and neon green hair. 

She gestured the first one to come up. He walked forward wearing a pink long-sleeved shirt and black skinny jeans. "Everyone this is, Felix  Kjellberg, is from Sweden, Felix please introduce your self. 

"Vad fan är det för alla?" The boy beside him hit his arm. "Felix, is scoil é. Ní mór duit tuiscint mhaith a dhéanamh. Tabhair tú féin i nGaeilge." So called Felix frowned at the boy beside him looking back at the dumbfounded class. "What's up bros. I'm Felix. Don't touch me." He made a face at the boy beside him. "Varsågod."  The teacher sighed pointing at Mark's and Ken's table. "Sit over there, please."

"And this is Sean." The boy shuffled. "Please call me Jack everyone." He went to go sit by Felix who was already conversing with Mark and Ken. Mark's face started turning red, mouth gaped at Jack. Ken nudged him, "Mark close your mouth." Mark coughed, looking away. The neon-haired boy had stolen his breath. "A brilliant sight, huh?"  Mark turned to Ken. "What did you say?" Ken looked confused, "I said me and Felix have a lot of classes together like you and Jack." Mark rubbed under his ears, clearly mistake Ken. 

"So, Merk." Jack started. "Me-ark." He frowned. Mark laughed at his cuteness. "Mark." Jack's eye light up when he heard the name come out of his mouth correctly. Mark winked, before cringing at himself. "Did you just wink," Ken whispered beside him. "N-no." Ken watched him skeptically. 

The rest of the class went by quick, the chatted with each other, Ken and Felix making small gestures to Mark and Jack, who kept stealing glance at one another with red faces.

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