little secrets // chim (ON HOLD)

chapter 7

Posted: 18th of August 2015

Edited: 8th of October 2017 - 2nd of February 2018

Author's POV:

Charlotte looked at her watch, memorising the time. 8:12pm she read to herself, repeatedly. She sighed, already dreading walking back to the academy. Alone.

Ava's dad picked up Ava 10 minutes ago. Sam was going to stay at her boyfriend's place for the night. Both, Ava, and Sam had asked Charlotte if she needed or wanted a ride back, but being the shy person, she was, she declined. Sam made Charlotte promise her that Charlotte would call if anything happened.

As Charlotte made her way back to the academy, she started to think if she wanted to continue to dance? For the past few weeks, Charlotte had started feeling like she wasn't good enough.

She hated that feeling.

Charlotte had always wanted to successful. She wanted to show her former foster families that what they did to her, was not going to diminish her as a person. From an early age. she wanted to go to the most prestigious universities, because in her head that meant that she was going to be great.

Charlotte was stubborn. She knew that. However, being stubborn didn't mix well with being shy or cautious.

CHARLOTTE'S POV:

"Oi! You there!" Someone yelled. I looked around me, and over the street, trying to figure out who called. I saw a group of guys on the other side of the street, doing some handshakes and holding around a few girls.

One of the guys looked me up and down, like he wanted something from me. His gaze made me feel uneasy. Some other guy held him back and whispered something to him. The guy who had called me, looked huffy after he was talked to, but didn't do anything else. I let out a breath of relief and continued my walk.

I checked my phone, the time illuminating it. I had a message from Ava, telling me to remember to text Alex. I typed in 'thank you', and put in an emoji that smiled. I found Alex's note in my pocket, before I punched in his number. I hit send after I typed in a text to him.

I put my phone in my pocket as I took in the view in front of me. I smiled at the sight. The sky was a dark blue, but it was light pink and light yellow at the bottom. I could hear the Thames running gently through the city.

This is what I call an evening.

THE DAY AFTER

I quickly put on a knitted sweater that I had stolen from Sam, and slipped on my black, knock-off Converse. Inspecting my outfit in the mirror, I nodded sceptically to myself, praying it was a decent outfit.

"Hey," Sam peeked her head through the door, giving me a small smile.

"Hey..." I sighed aggravatedly, rubbing my hands over my chest as hard as I possibly could.

"Lola... look at me." Sam softly said. Looking over my shoulder I met her eyes, feeling like I was going to cry.

"You look amazing, okay?" I nodded at her comment, mumbling a quick thank you as I put in earrings.

"By the way, is it okay if I borrow your jumper?" I asked.

"Yeah, if I can borrow a pair of shoes and a jacket later." Sam replied. I gave her a thumb up as I put my hair up in a ponytail before I let it down again.

"Good luck, darling." Sam said as she blew me a kiss. I blew one back at her which she pretended to catch. We walked down to the foyer, laughing at our silliness. I gave Sam a cuddle and waved goodbye to my friends and some of the staff, before I walked outside.

Alexander sat inside his car, greeting me with a small wave one could barely see through the windscreen. I walked quickly towards his car, desperate to get away from the cold.

"Hey!" someone yelled. I turned my head to look where the voice was from, when I saw Cheryl smiling and waving at me.

"Hi!" I yelled back.

"Are you going on a date or something?" Cheryl winked playfully at me.

I chuckled, shaking my head no, "not really, it's my dad."

"Aw, that's amazing Lottie! I'm so happy for you!"

"Thank you," I grinned.

"Hey, Charlotte, are yo-" Alexander stopped midsentence when he saw his blast from the past. Alexander and Cheryl locked eyes. Time stopped. I didn't understand what was going on. Maybe they were old friends or acquaintances, or something.

This was going to get weird.