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"Charlotte?" Someone tapped my shoulder and I shrieked, falling from my desk and onto the floor. "Oh, God! Sorry!" I looked up at Colin with a surprised look."Hey! No, it's fine! I was thinking and you startled me." I brushed of my jeans and climbed to my feet. "Wazzup?"
He ran a hand through his dark hair, not meeting my gaze. "Ian."
My face stormed over, "What about him?" I didn't want to hear a thing about that idiot. If he was going to be a baby, I was going to ignore him.
"You really need to talk to him. He's... depressed."
Scoffing, I shoved my hands into the pockets of my leather jacket. "And why would I care? It's not like I'm the cause!"
Colin flushed, still avoiding my eyes. "Colin?" I demanded.
"Just talk to him. He won't talk to anyone and we figured we'd try you."
"We?" I asked, raising one eyebrow. That was when the ENTIRE nerd team slid into the room. I gaped, it was the first time they ever approached me without Mari by my side. I felt cornered. "Oh. That we."
"Will you please talk to him?" Someone in the crowd begged. I looked at them and sighed.
"What makes you think I'm a qualified therapist for the kid? He hates me." I began to pick at the frayed edges of a hole on my jeans. "So, I think I'll go get Mari."
"Mari tried!" Snapped a kid in a baggy flannel shirt. I blinked, taken back by his harshness. Immediately after he yelled this, he flushed and muttered, "Don't hurt me."
Dragging a hand through my hair, I glared at my shoes. "Fine. Lead the way, guys." When I looked back up, they all had the biggest smiles on their faces. Don't make me regret this, I thought as they led me down the hall to a janitor's closet. Flannel shirt knocked, "Ian?"
There was a grunt, then: "Beat it, Nate!"
I rolled my eyes. Once a child, always a child. "Ian, you need to come out." Nate begged. "We need you!"
At that, I snorted. "I always assumed you followed him." Everyone scowled at me and I raised my hands up. "What? Why deny the truth, babe? It only gets you closer to nothing." I winked and laughed.
"Charlie?" Ian asked quietly.
"No, I'm a serial killer waiting for you to stop having a hissy fit." I crossed my arms over my chest and stepped by Nate. "Now, don't be an butt. Come out."
There was a pregnant silence; broken by Ian. "GO AWAY! I DON'T NEED YOU HERE!"
I jumped at the outburst. "What the hell!? Who lit the fuse to your tampon!?"
"Get out of here!" He yelled and slammed his hand on the door. "GO AWAY!"
I slammed my hand on the door with equal force, making the guys jump. "No! I didn't do a thing to you!"
"Just go back to your school girl crush." His voice broke on crush. I frowned, "What are you talking about?"
"Dyson! Just leave me alone!"
"What does this have to do with Dyson!? Are you on drugs!? Is this remission!?" I snapped.
"Your boyfriend," he hissed. "He's probably looking for you."
"Are you.... what boyfriend? You retard! I'm single for a reason!" Yeah, I hate the male gender. "Get out now!"
"No! You're the retard!"
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I Loathe The L Word (On Hold)
Roman pour AdolescentsCharlie has tried dating 5 times before, but nothing has ever worked out. Love wasn't a word in her vocabulary. That is until Ian walked straight into her life. She is forced to get to know this geek and does not expect the feelings that come for hi...