This is my very first story, so please no hate. I hate writting at school, but love writting little stories and I thought this would be fun. Sometimes in my writtings I'll make mistakes, but I'll do my best to correct them. Hope you like it.!
Charlies P.O.V.
I opened my eyes to a blurry purple light. No, wait it was blue and red. "Shit." I muttered to myself. "Hello?" I heard a deep voice say. "Shit." I muttered agian. Where was I? I lifted my head to look around, I was on the grass, in a yard but whos? "Miss?" The stranger asked holding out his hand, I took hold of it as he helped me up. "Miss, are you drunk? I didn't answer the question, though my silence might have answered for me. "I think I'm gonna need you to come with me." He said sternly and guided my over to the cop car. Oh no, I'm gonna be in so much trouble. He lead me to the back seat, I didn't put up a fight what was the point. He shut the door and went around to the driver side. "Am I in trouble, am I going to JAIL!" I asked scared and raising my voice at the end. "No, no. I'm gonna let you off with a warning, I just wanna make sure you get home safe." That was a relief, but I knew my room mate was gonna kick my ass. "Where do you live?" He asked. "12435 Fike Rd." Said looking out the window, I wasn't too far from home.
"So tell me about you." He said breaking the silence. Taking a breath I answered. "My name is Charlotte Brooks, but my friends call me Charlie. I'm 20, attending art school, and I live with my best friend Lucy." He said nothing. "So, do you take the chance to get to know all the people you put in the back seat?" I asked. "No, but you're not like the other people I put in my back seat."He answered.
We pulled up to my house, he came around to open my door. 'Why thank you, you're such a kind gentleman." I said using my best southern accent. Stepping out of the car, under the light of the street lamp, I could finally see him clearly. He had Light brown hair, with ocean blue eyes. He was beautiful, in a very manly way. His face look so smooth with his defined jaw line. He was tall too, at least a head higher than me. "Thanks." I said breaking my stare, moving toward my house with my now redding cheeks.
My sister says not to make the chapters too long, so I hope this is okay.. :) Really hope ya'll like it...who ever reads. hope to update soon. :)
