Charlie

chapter four

         I walked into the principles office to hand in some papers for Mrs.Samuels and i found Amelia Bond waiting at the door. The receptionists had told us both to wait outside while he was in a meeting so we took a seat on the uncomfortable, green chairs and shuffled around until we were both comfortable. I was trying to avoid the awkward movements happening between both of us so i decided to make the first move.

"You're new, right?"

"Yeah, i'm Amelia." She smiled.

"I'm-"

"Charlie Addison. I know." She interrupted.

"How did you know?" 

"I've been here almost three weeks. I've sort of figured out who everyone talks about." 

"People talk about me?" I opened my mouth, shocked at the statement.

"No, not like that. They're nice things like, 'i love Charlie Addison's t-shirt' kind of thing." She used her hands to help explain what she was trying to say and i nodded, smiling. "And by the way, i do like your t-shirt today." She added and my smile grew wider.

"Thank you. I like yours too." 

"Charlie, Amelia. Whichever one was first can go in." The receptionist announced and i signaled for her to go in.

"It was nice finally meeting you, Charlie." She warmly smiled and i nodded in agreement.

"Yeah you too. If you ever wanna come sit with us or anything, you're welcome to." I tried to make her feel as welcome as i could which seemed to make her happy.

"Will do." 

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A few days passed with no sign of Zayn. I ended up doing three quarters of the film by myself until he actually decided to show up. 

"CJ." Zayn greeted me.

"Nice of you to pop in and my name is not CJ." I spoke sarcastically as he sat down beside me.

"I was busy but it's cool now. I can do this film thing." 

"It's basically done." 

"Shit." He smiled, clearly enjoying my annoyance. I stared at him and blinked a few times, indicating my hate towards him. "I had things to do." 

"Like?" 

"Don't worry about it man, i'm here now." He told me. I sat in silence, not giving him any attention. "Listen, i'm sorry, yeah? I had things to do. You don't understand man. It's not stupid stuff, it was a legitimate reason. Don't judge me because you know nothing about what goes on in my life." He ended just as Mrs. Samuels was approaching the table. 

"How's the film going?" She smiled.

"Good. It's almost finished." I assured her and she nodded.

"Did Zayn help?" She questioned and Zayn turned to me with pleading eyes. I thought for a short moment.

"Yeah, he helped." I answered and she nodded her head, smiling as she walked away. 

"I owe you." Zayn said and i nodded. 

"I know. You're gonna do the last bit of the film." 

"I don't even know what it's about." 

"You just have to edit it on the computer."

"And how do i do that?"

"Do i really need to show you?" I sighed and he shrugged his shoulders. "After school at 3:30 in the computer lab, don't be late." I warned him and walked out of the class.