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SEVEN months have passed and the rest of their lives were back to normal. Lemonade Mouth was a hit, Stella and her father grew closer, Charlie and Zhen came out to the group, Zhen's father became more understanding, Zhen finally has hearing aids, and today was the day Charlie came over to his house.
Anxiously, he waits in his living room, sitting on the couch. "Remember. Keep the door open." He looks over, faintly hearing his father say. He couldn't hear fully. But he could hear faint voices and smalls things such as snaps and claps.
A knock was heard at the door, his father opened it and there was a nervous Charlie not knowing if he could come in or not. "Alright. Charlie, not Wen. Please keep the door open, I will be in my room so do not bother me for anything." His father explains.
"Thank you for letting me come over, sir." Charlie spoke as he walks in, Zhen standing up. "Call me Mr. Tyler. Now, I'm off.." He yawns, making his way towards his room. "Alright.." Charlie sighs, looking back over at Zhen.
The two smile brightly at each other. "Hey." Charlie let's out. "Hi.." Zhen quietly says. "Let's go."
Charlie has snuck in his room so many times at night when Zhen's father was asleep, so this wasn't the first time he's been in his room. Zhen leaves the door open, the two of them sitting on the bed. "So, what did you do today?" Charlie signs.
Zhen thinks for a moment. "If I'm going to be honest..I was asleep an hour ago." Charlie laughs a bit. "I have a question for you." Zhen looks at him. "You told me..you learned sign language in middle school. What school did you go to? Was it here?"
Charlie never told him.. Would it be okay if he did?
"Actually...I didn't learn sign language in middle school." Zhen makes a confused face. "Do you remember..working at an ice cream shop. And..seeing this guy said on his birthday. You put a candle on his ice cream."
Zhen thinks for a moment. His eyes widen, "so..it was you.." He signs, Charlie nodding. "You denying that I didn't know you...did nothing."
Hope sighs, staring at the tree him and Felix carved their initials into. He knew he shouldn't have ignored all those messages from him. Maybe Felix actually wanted to talk to him or he just wanted to know where he was.
He hates himself for even talking to Ray that day. He hates him, he doesn't want shit to do with him at all. Why? Why ask now?
Hope wipes the tears that were falling from under his eyes, trying to get his emotions back together in a good way. "Hope?"
