Stuck with you

Chapter 10

Last Chapter!

Chris. Loves. Me. I let those three words sink into me deeply. Out of all the people in the world, it had to be Chris.

Now, don't get me wrong, Chris is an amazing person. But, I don't feel the same way towards him. I don't even know why he loves me, I'm not pretty.

I started at myself in the mirror. I ran my fingers through my brown, waist- long hair. My brown eyes starred at me. These eyes were the color of a dark, dark wood. My eye color looked like the bark on a tree.

Flashback

This was the scene right after Amy teased Charlotte.

I could tears one by one, then a full on meltdown down came. I looked up at the mirror, my puffy eyes and red face looking back at me.

I grabbed my pink notebook out of my backpack. Yes, it's the same one I use to this very day. I need to write in my diary, to pour my heart, soul and mind     and let my emotions out.

Dear diary,

My new school isn't anything I imagine. I thought all my classmates would be super nice and welcome me with open arms. Boy, was I wrong.

After moving and my mom getting super sick, I need some let me lean on their shoulder. But, instead there pushing me away and  saying awful things about me. What I did to them, how could they saying mean stuff about me, when they don't anything about me?

I heard Amy come into the bathroom, I duck underneath the sink. She starts muttering to herself as she puts on lipgloss. And of course, I can hear word she says.

" That girl has no coming to my school and acting like she owns the place. Who does she think she is? She's so mean. I don't see why anyone would like her. She's not pretty. I wish I could tell that to her face. Oh, that look would be priceless!"

The sounds of laughter escaped her lips. Except, it didn't sound cheerful and carefree. It sounded like a witch cackling when she thought of a very, evil plan.

I heard a BAM! I leaned over a little and saw the title : Strawberry Shortcake flavored. Amy's lip gloss..

I watched as her pink, painted nails reached out to it. I quickly but my pink notebook away. But, she stopped and smiled at me. " Oh, hi Charlotte. What's wrong? Why are you hiding out in the bathroom? Are you worried that the big guys are going to push you in the hallways?

There, there shrimp. It's okay. " She patted me on the head.

"Don't call me shrimp, Amy. "

"Oh, I'm so sorry have you forgotten our little talk we just had?"

No, I haven't. Your hurtful words are still ringing in my ears. But, I didn't tell her that. I didn't want her to  be happy knowing that I'm suffering inside.

The silence was her answer. She smirked at me, " Good. Don't forget that Charlotte. Ever."

She glanced over at my notebook. She smiled.

"Charlotte. Don't."

"Don't tell me what to do. The last time I checked you weren't my mom. So, don't tell me what to do. "