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Jack's POV
I was making my rounds for today's snowstorm, a few flurries for now, starting a snowball fight or two along the way. I was in Central Park right now; up in a tree watching the snowballs fight below. That's when I saw her. She was bundled up in a light blue jacket and scarf and was looking at me. No she's not, nobody can see me. I looked around me, wondering what she was really looking at.
I didn't see anything, Weird, I looked back at her…and she waved to me. To be sure, I waved back and smiled…she smiled back and looked away. I wanted to get closer to her when someone tapped her shoulder saying, "There you are Molly," and walked her the other way.
I leaned back against the tree, trying to understand what just happened. I decided to follow her and try to talk to her when we were alone.
Molly's POV
I sat on the park bench, waiting for my mom to finish talking with her friend. I watched the little kids playing in the snow. A movement in the trees caught my eye so I looked up. There was a boy with white hair and a blue hoodie on. How is he not freezing? He doesn't even have shoes on! I realized he was looking at me too, and looked confused. I waved to him, which only seemed to confuse him more. He waved back and I smiled, relieved. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder, "There you are Molly," I read Mom's lips as we walked away. I looked back at the boy in the tree, but he was gone.
Mom lifted her hand and signed, "What are you looking at?"
"There was a boy in that tree," I signed back.
"What boy?"
"The boy with white hair! He was looking at me!"
"I didn't see any boys with white hair…"
Well I did.
A/N: OK, so in case you haven't figured it out, Molly is deaf. Words in italics means they are thinking, words in italics and in quotation marks means they are using sign language.