trøuble. (s.w.)

eighteen.

*friday (9 days after sam's rant to charlotte.)*

*the outfit above is charlotte's outfit for school (her hair is straight, her make up is foundation, mascara, and winged eyeliner)*

charlottes pov:

"babe, stop looking at sam and marie." i say while playfully slapping james arm. sam and marie are a thing now. him and I haven't spoke since he came clean to me. nate and i are fine, as with the jacks. i have absolutely nothing against sam, its just, i want to stick by the whole "don't speak unless spoken to rule."

james is being so great, he takes me for dinners and lunches, takes me shopping, invited me to family events, he even takes me to his practices and games. i love him and he loves me, although, he spends practically every living minute with me and sometimes i need some alone time for more than just a day.

the jacks come over to james and i at the lunch table and sit down. "hey, guys, theres a party tonight at my house, my parents are in cali. you guys coming? its gonna be fire, man," gilinsky says and i don't doubt for one second that it wont be "fire" because a.) hes super popular so everyone'll be there and b.) he has a massive, beautiful house on the upper east side. we live in the same development so hes very close to were i live.

"yeah, we will be there, definitely." james definitely said what i was thinking so i mentally thank him for that. sam and marie soon join us at the table and james starts shifting in his seat, indicating hes uncomfortable. i must say, james has had his fair share of mental illness so i would never neglect his comfort or happiness because its rare that hes either comfortable or happy.

"you okay, james?" i ask, staying kindve quite, trying not to draw any attenetion to us. "yeah, just a bit uncomfortable you know how i feel about you know who." i knew he was talking about sam so i nodded and as we got up, i went on my tippy toes and kissed him hard and passionately on his lips. his and snaked around my waist and he then brought one up to my cheek. we unlock our lips and several "oooooo" sounds were made along with some "otp", "you're so hot", and "mom and dad". not to mention, i heard a scoff from sam, rude much?

*skipping to end of dismissal.*

i grab my the last book from my locker and slam it shut to see sam leaning against the locker next to mine. "wow, you sure put on a show at lunch today." "yeah, i know." i say while walking away. he scoffs and soon catches up with me "are you going to the jacks party?" "yeah, why?" he sighes, "i miss being friends with you, charlotte. i still love you please, please forgive me." what do i even say? james would be so mad if he found out. "i don't know, sam, i want to be friends and all but james feels so uncomfortable around you. i love him, i really do but i  love being your friend so if you can't tell, im in an awful position." he sighs again before saying, "don't be such a follower, charlotte. loosen up, you were better without him. you were more fun, you were you. now, you're not even the same person. have some  adventure, get into some trouble, trouble like me." he says and pulls me into a kiss.

//authors note.// noooo why sam noooo. please comment about how you like the story and want to see in upcoming chapters, love you!