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Kira watched the boy talk to the tree, she didnt know his name, but he made her laugh quietly
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Sam watched Kira from the corner of his eye, she was..laughing? she doesnt laugh, he told himself, not anymore. but somthing had made her laugh.
Kira watched the boy, Aaliyah had noticed him now.
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[[xD And now? Do you still talk to dead objects?"]]
Marc isn't used to people talking to him. "Did you hear that, mr. tree? I hear voices. I am going crazy here. Or maybe you're a girl, Mrs. tree and are you talking to me! Oh wait, I'm still crazy.. Gosh." He opens his backpack and grabs a book. "Shall I read you a story, or sing you a song, Mrs. tree?"
Marc stood up in shock. "Why.. Hi.." He feels a little uncomfortable. "I.. I.. I didn't meant you.. you are not a tree.. no, I mean, you're a girl. yes. you are a girl"
"Why... yes, Yes I am Marc, how did you know? And no, I didnt talk to a tree!" His face turns a little pinkish, but he doesn't want to seem even more like a dork.