Someone Like Me

Chapter Four: Introducing Charlie....He Did Not Look Like A Charlie.

So from the chapter title you can guess who's being introduced in this chapter.

That's right Charlie! Now if any of you guys have read the My Popular Twin Sister book then you know a character by the name of Rider. Yup, the bad boy Rider. Well Rider is now Charlie, different names but almost the same character. 

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I left for work early the next morning. I told my mother that I was going to be gone the whole day. Which she didn't care about. She never cared, unless she needed me for something. I sat a pile of extra clothes on the seat next to me. Dalton and I both agreed that he could come pick me up right after work. He wanted to take me somewhere, but he wouldn't tell me, and told me to dress like I normally would.

I was actually waiting for work to finish. My eyes wondered to the clock, almost every minute it felt like. Sean could see that I was acting differently today. He kept giving me a questioning look but didn't ask because we were both too busy with our tables. It wasn't until almost four o'clock and we sat down to eat lunch, did he finally open his mouth.

"Your eyes haven't been off that clock all day."

"I know," I grinned a little.

"Do you have a date?" He asked and I nodded excited. I felt like a normal teen girl at that moment. I was more than excited to hang out with Dalton. I couldn't even remember the last time I hung out with a friend. I went to a school that only rich and famous people attend. I'm only able to go because Peaches goes there. None of those people want to associate with me, so I was left alone. "You seriously have a date?"

"It's more of us hanging out," I said with a smile and he wrap his arm around me, giving me a quick side hug.

"That's still awesome Cher."

"I just hope Peaches doesn't steal him away," I replied, shoving a piece of stray lettuce into my mouth.

"Why do you say that?" He spoke, "Is he really that good looking?"

"He is...to me." I couldn't hide the blush that appeared on my cheeks.

"Where did you meet him?"

"Last Sunday...here." I answered before taking a bite of my sandwich. If his eyebrows could raise any higher, they would be off his forehead. I giggled quietly at his expression. "He came in...we talked...he left his phone number...I called him...now we're hanging out."

"Is he coming here to pick you up?"

"Yeah, at four."

I was right. Exactly at four a guy wearing a grey shirt, jeans, boots, camo hat, and expensive sunglasses came walking through the doors. Right as I returned from my truck with my spare clothes, so I could change. He looked older with the scruff all along his jawline, which he pulled off quite well. He grinned over at me.

"Hey there, Angel."

"Hi," It came out squeaky again, thanks to my nervousness. I held my clothes tight against my chest growing nervous with excitement. It wasn't butterflies in my stomach. It felt more like birds going rampage. "I'm gunna change quick," I added in and he gave a little chuckle while nodding.

"You go ahead and do that, I'll wait." I quickly went to the bathroom to change, my heart raced at the thought of going out with Dalton. It was just us. No one else. Don't over-think it! Relax, it's just the two of you hanging out. Nothing more. Though where were we going? I hoped that I dressed correctly for whatever we are doing. I grabbed the brush I had hidden between the folds of clothes and brushed out my hair. It fell flat. I sighed quietly. Why couldn't my hair be brighter with color and have more volume? Why does Peaches have everything and I got this. I tugged on my t-shirt. All I have is this and that isn't much.