Ugh what is wrong with these chairs? It's like someone took a piece of wood and nailed it to another piece of metal. And that smell? Is this what the library always smells like? It's like burnt cottage cheese... Oh well, just keep reading your cheesy romance novel Amanda... I look up to see a girl with super short shorts, a ton of make up, and skin tight tank top walk past me, give me a smirk and continue walking. Whatever, she probably has a rusty lock anyways... I sigh. I hate moving to new schools. Everyone is always looking at me like my lock is for sale. As if I'll ever be unlocked... I let out another exasperated sigh, and look to my left. A random dude is standing by my table staring at me. Okaaaay that's awkward, he won't stop staring at me and now we're having some weird staring contest. Okay, just look away Amanda... But I can't... His eyes are so, enchanting. Their like emeralds. While mine are like poop brown. He's pretty attractive too. He has brownish blonde short hair, is kind of muscular, and is wearing some kind of black necklace... I finally find the will to look away and continue reading my book. Oh crap, I hear footsteps... Is he coming over to me?! Next thing I know, he's looming over me. Damn, he's really tall.
"Uhhh, hi. I'm Charles. Are you new here?" This supposed "Charles" said. I don't know if I trust him...
"Hi, yeah I'm new here." I quickly say and return to my book. Trying to hide my beet red face.
"Sooo, what's your name?" Charles asked me.
"Umm, Amanda." I say quietly.
"Hi Amanda, do you know where your classes will be?" Charles asked me, sitting down next to me. Why is he so nice??
"Uhh, not really... Actually, do you mind telling me where Mr. Jeffer's class is?" I ask, sliding him the paper containing my class schedule.
"Uhh, yeah. I actually have his class, so I'll walk you there when the bell rings. What are your electives?" Charles asked me.
"I signed up for Chorus and Cheerleading. What are yours?" I ask. I'm beginning to feel comfortable around him.
"I have engineering and band. It's pretty fun. I get to work on cars and build things and play instruments. But it's kind of awkward holding some of the brass instruments because of the texture... Haha" Charles says instantly blushing and looking away. I let go a chuckle.
"Yeah I can imagine, haha." I say as the bell rings.
"That's our queue. We better go." Charles says getting up.
"Oh! By the way... Umm... Do you want to like, hang out sometime? Charles struggled to get his words out.
"Oh... Haha Charles..." I begin to say.
"Please, call me Charlie." Charles says.
"Well Charlie..." I say.
"Of course I will."
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69th Time's the Charm
HumorThis story was an idea that came to me when I thought: "What if people had keys and locks instead of their regular genitals, and the lock would only be unlocked if it was your soulmate?" Yeah, you may be thinking, WTF is wrong with you, are you okay...
