"Morning, Charlie," my dad said when I came down the stairs this morning.
"Ready for school?"
"I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
I was wearing my favorite black high waisted shorts and crop top with a red flannel tied around my waist. My long brown hair was in a French braid thrown over my shoulder.
"Charlie, hurry up we're gonna be late!" Matt yelled from his truck.
"I'm coming!"
We pulled up to our new school and headed for the office. The nice secretary gave us each a schedule then showed us to the classrooms. I walked in and sat towards the back of the room next to a guy who was very cute might I add. He turned to me and introduced himself.
"Hi, I'm Andrew. My friends call me Andy."
"I'm Charlotte, but I like Charlie better."
Damn he is cute. He has jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. There are a few freckles dotted across his nose. He's tall and tan like a surfer. One time I caught myself accidentally staring at him admiring his hotness. Then the bell rang.
I walked into the hall and made my way to my locker and guess what?!?! It was right next to Andy's. Hey maybe we'll be friends.
"Hey Charlie, I know you don't really know me but wanna go to a party with me Friday?"
"Uh...yeah, sure! I'll have to ask my parents because I'm still moving in, but I'm sure they'll let me."
"Where do you live? I can come pick you up."
"I just moved in on sixth street. It's the two story white house with the red door."
"Really? That was you moving in? I live a few doors down."
"Cool so I'll see you Friday right?"
"Right."
He smiled then the bell rang. It is Wednesday and the party is Friday. What am I going to wear?
