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𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗡𝗘, 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗢𝗡𝗘
' 10%. No Service. '

"𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗔𝗬." Charlotte called out, holding onto the railings of her shared bunk bed and laying on her stomach as she hung her head over, staring at the empty space where her brother would normally lay.

She sighed "JAY?" She called out once more, hoping he was in the toilet or atleast somewhere in the house. Yet, there was no answer. Charlotte geoaned, swinging her legs up and over the railings as she jumped down onto the floor.

"Quiet down in there, will ya?"

Charlotte knew exactly who that was, her body tensed and she called out a quiet 'Sorry' . Luke was nice, when he wanted to be, but when he was bad? He was terrible, horrible.

She sighed, picking up one of her brothers white shirts from the night before as she threw it over her bra that she slept in.

JJ was never really home, always out, drinking, sleeping around or staying at John B's place. She couldn't blame him after all, their dad was a dick. However, Charlotte could never do that. All of her friends were boys, her dad was too strict with her sleeping out. Afraid she might've ended up pregnant (which, she didn't want to anyways, especially not with her bestfriends) and her only female friend Phoebe was always too busy plus her mom didn't like the idea of a Maybank sleeping in her house.

The outfit Charlotte chose was a pair of her usual Jean shorts, her brothers white shirt and her brown sandals that she always wore.

She stepped out of her bedroom door, walking through the hallway on her tip toes to avoid much noise.

Eventually, Charlotte made her way to the front door until she was interrupted by her dad "You're up early, where's Jesse?" He spoke harshly, like he always did, a cold and plain voice. "JJ is asleep," Charlotte lied, knowing that JJ would get the beating of his life if he wasn't home "Toast?" She offered as she put her own bread into the toaster.

"Electrics out." Luke said and Charlotte turned to face her dad "What?" She attempted to push down the button, yet, it didn't work "There was a storm, last night." Luke scoffed at his daughter then walked out.

Charlotte sighed, she just couldn't wait to go see her friends for the day.

"You going to midsummers, Maybank?" Kelce smith spoke, beer in his hand as he sat on Topper's dock with Topper himself too.

Charlotte shrugged "Only if JJ's going." She shrugged and Topper rolled his eyes slightly, making Charlotte nudge him "All im saying is, right, you don't have to go everywhere with your brother. You can just hang with us." Topper shot Charlotte a smile, who stared at him with a straight face and shook her head "Mmh, I dunno about that, Top." She sighed.

"I'm a Maybank, Guys, let's not forget that. Will I even be allowed to midsummers?" Charlotte looked at the two boys who both looked away awkwardly "I mean.. if you're my date then mayb-" Kelce started but Topper immediately shut him down "Woah, no. That's weird guys." Charlotte nodded in agreement with Topper "JJ would kill you anyways, Smith."

"I can't even believe you two are related, let alone twins." Kelce shuddered, grimacing slightly. Charlotte knew none of her friends liked her brother, it was his own fault, constant fighting and winding up the kooks. Where as Charlotte respected the kooks, yeah, they were sometimes rude and snobby as fuck, but people are people, right?

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