Hearing this, she fowned very lightl. He hadn't always been deaf of mute then. He had just become that way over the summer. That was a very rare case. She da never met someone who had just become that way. All the others she had met had just been born that way. She was about to sign something else when she heard the mummers getting louder and louder. Finally getting too annoyed, she grabbed a penciel bag and turned, throwing it as hard as she could. It hit the white board and pens and penciels fell out. Being mute made it so she couldn't tell them straight out to shut up, which frusterated her often to the pont of throwing things, like she had just done. After throwing it though, she walked to the front of the room and began writing on the dry erase board, 'The next person to say something with have to deal with ME.' Once it was wrote she walked back over to him and then motioned for him to follow her out of the room.