Charlies P.O.V
Its been a stressful couple of days.. i have mid terms before my semester exam... like seriously... its painful. This stuff doesnt even matter to me, like who cares that Abraham Lincoln was the 16th president. Who cares that we need to know all of pie. Like WHO TF CARES!? BECAUSE I DONT!! u me- "Charlie, lets go we're gonna be late!" Thank God Lola is here. I wouldnt be alive if it werent for her. ( hypothetically speaking) we all need someone to pull us out of our little spiel that we all have right? Well i do. "Ok, ok im ready." I look at myself in the mirror and dread whats going to go down tonight. Its the last dance of the year and all the 8th graders have to have a date.. and lucky me i dont... "sad face" i whisper to myself. Lola was asked by Brock.. and me... nope, nada, zip, zero. Like seriously.. i thought i would be asked by at least an ugly giy but NOPE! "Charlie...?" "Huh, what... oh sorry im just kinda scared ya know? I didnt get asked and i dont wanna be the only one sitting out.." we stood there looking at ourselves in the mirror, Lola looking amazing as always, and me.. i looked horrible.. "Hun its gonna be fine i promise ok? Now we need to leave before we're late." She insisted. "Hey, a Queen is never late." I chuckled. We headed out to my car and drove off. As soon as we got there Lola was greeted by Brock, and me... well my jacket seemed lonely just dangling from my hand, so i put it on.. same thing right... "shall we?" Brock led us in and i entered with a bunch of people already there, and music blarring so loud you have to almost yell to talk to someone. "You okay hun?" Lola led me to the bathroom. "Me? Oh yeah im fine.. just embarrassed to be the only one here without a date." I almost laugh. "Hey if you want me to i can tell Brock to leave me alone and i can hang out with you for tonight, im sure he'll understand..." she said. "No, no you keep your guy. I know you like him alot." "Ok hun, lets go." We head out to the party and i go sit.. its a slow song playing and i just sot and be the awkward 8th grader woth a bunch of 5th and 6th graders. "Hey." I look up to see a tall blondish, brown haired guy... is it... no...
AUTHORS NOTE:
SORRY IT WAS SO LONG BEFORE MY UPDATE.. LOTS GOING ON.. ill update alot more now because ive fallen in love with it... if thats even possible... next chapter soon!
~XOXO~
