The Boy Who Cried Wolf!

The Blonde Boy

The Blonde Boy
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JACE POV:

I was a quiet kid when I was younger. Parents would praise me for being such a well behaved child. Teachers enjoyed having me in their class. But all I wanted was to be loud and crazy at the time but it would ruin what people saw me as. I was afraid people would think of me differently.

Growing up, my parents wanted the best for me, they wanted to give me everything I wanted.

Ever since I could remember, my parents would give me more than what I needed and I would always decline them because kids at school were angry at me. They didn't like how I got more things than them which is why I had no friends during my elementary school years.

The only reason my parents tried to spoil me is because I was an only child

When I was almost starting middle school, I asked my parents if we could move somewhere else. I wanted to start off fresh, I didn't want anyone to know that my parents try to spoil me, or that I could get whatever I want.

I wanted to be different

And of course, they happily agreed to it. So, during the last few weeks of summer, we moved to a pretty big neighborhood. Everything went according to plan, no one knew about my rich life, I made lots of friends, I started to talk more, and getting lots of girls to like me was a bonus.

One day, I actually brought a girl that was an eighth grader, home. She looked around the house amazed, since it was of course a huge house. Paintings were everywhere, some sculptures, pictures of my family and I. It was pretty embarrassing to me.

"Okay, ready to start on the project, Jace?"
She looks at me, smiling. And I smiled back too nervously. This girl was super popular, super pretty, super out of my league.

"Yeah." I respond back.
We sat on the couch beside us and we both start to pull out our art sketch books. She starts to draw my face, and I start to draw hers. I kept on messing up my drawing, mainly because I couldn't stop making the same mistake with with her pretty eyes.

I start to bite my lip, and she notices that I'm struggling. "Maybe we shouldn't draw each other at the same time." I nodded my head and I out my sketchbook down as she starts to draw me. My face starts to turn red because at some point, she just didn't stop staring at me.

"Wow," she says, "you have a really attractive face for a sixth grader."
I start to turn away in embarrassment but then she stops me while grabbing me face. "Don't turn around! You'll mess up the drawing."
We were inches apart, and I see her start to part her lips, and I was just panicking. At this moment, I could've had my first kiss with her, but she pulled back.

"Sorry."
I come back to reality and shook my head, "N-no sorry, that was my fault."
She smirks at me and gets up. "I have to go Jace, my aunt just texted me that my cousin is out searching for me and she's probably outside this house right now."
Damnit, I thought. I was so close to kissing the prettiest girl at school.

"We could work on this tomorrow if you want. I'm sorry."

I nod my head and lead her out the door, but just as I opened it, a little girl pops out.
"CHARLOTTE!!"
The little girl smiles, "Clara!!"

Clara shakes her head at the girl, Charlotte who was only staring at me for a moment. I raise my eyebrows at the little girl, and she does the same back. I frown, and she frowns back.
"Charlotte! Why the hell are you frowning at me for huh?? I should be frowning at you for leaving the house without asking your mom!!"

Clara sighs loudly and looks back at me. "I'll see you at school Jace."
Clara holds Charlotte's hand while walking out but then stops at the sidewalk. "Jace, the thing that we were about to do, maybe it could actually happen again when you're in Highschool, alright?"

Clara smirks at me and walks out while Charlotte waves at me. And I stood there, in shock. My cheeks went warm but I was so happy to hear that she didn't actually reject me.

Highschool came by quickly, and not to mention seeing Clara all grown. I was a freshmen, she was a junior. We talked for some time, and it was great except when her cousin would walk in and interrupt us at times.

"Oh hey Charlotte." Clara moves aside and Charlotte sits in between us. "Hi Jace." I barely even heard her that. But I smile back sweetly at her, because her company here wasn't that bad. "Hey Charlotte."

Clara would always joke around with Charlotte and I, saying that if I ever liked her she would rip my "perfect" nose off. Charlotte would giggle at that, and we'd all laugh because she's always quiet.

I thought things were gonna go well with Clara, but it didn't. Something happened, and she blames me for it. She practically hates me now. She wouldn't even let me talk to Charlotte anymore. But she was my friend, and she couldn't do that to me.

So, right after Charlotte got out of school, we would hang out before Clara caught us which happened occasionally. The more I hung out with Charlotte, I felt like Clara forgot about what happened before. But I was wrong, I could still see she was still upset about it.

At the end, I gave up.

I gave up on her. It was never going to happen. I f*cked it all up that one night. But I was only trying to help.
And right when I gave up on her, I just let myself go. I played with girls, went to parties, didn't do good at school, the only person who made me feel normal was Charlotte. And I thank her for that.

Clara was off to college, and didn't see her for awhile. But Charlotte was always home, waiting for me. I didn't feel as lonely as I did before when I was with her. I could be myself.
Even though she had a sour personality I could never get, it was fun being around her. And surprisingly, she made me feel the same way I felt when I was with Clara sometimes.

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I made this chapter like super quick cause I just had to update something lol.

But it was still pretty fun making up Jace's backstory in less than like 30 minutes hehe.

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