Hatred With A Burning Passion (Completed)

Chapter 2

Charlotte drove her white mercedes as fast as she could without going over the speed limit. She could not be late to her Yale interview. She arrived in the nick of time and had some time to spare to check her hair and makeup in the mirror. She walked towards the building, the nerves increasing with every step she took.

"Hello, Ms. Hunter, please come with me." Mr. Green, the interviewer, led her down the hall and into a small room. "So tell me, what brings you to Yale?" He put on a tight smile, his pen ready in his hands to write down every flaw he saw in Charlotte.

Charlotte placed her hands together on the table. "Well, I am the daughter of George Hunter. My family has a long line of Yale alumnis, you see. All the way from my great-grandfather all the way down to my father. Of course this is one reason, but the main reason I want to study at Yale is because it has the best medical school in the country, and I am ambitious to become a doctor in the near future, specifically a cardiologist." Charlotte smiled, happy because she got her prepared speech exactly right.

Mr. Green scribbled some notes down, and before she knew it he was walking her out of the room.

"Well, Ms. Hunter, you have some very impressive credits, I must say." They walked out towards the lobby.

"Thank you, sir. My high school is the top in the state. I am sure that quite a few of us will be going to Ivy Leagues next year."

Mr. Green chuckled humorlessly. "Is that so? Although I hope that statement will come true, I can tell you that at Yale we have never accepted two students from the same school who have applied for the same program."

Charlotte hid her surprise behind another award-winning smile. "Of course you don't."

Mr. Green shook her hand and bid farewell, and as Charlotte closed the door to her car, she saw a boy with a familiar face walked into the building. It hit her like a bucket of ice cold water poured over her head. Why hadn't she thought about Thomas? Through the window, she watched him give Mr. Green a firm handshake, and just like that, they disappeared into the same room she had just been in.

Charlotte drove home.

Ugh! This can't be happening, it just can't! I have been working towards this my whole life! And now, there is someone else. A stupid 18 year old boy with stupid perfect grades and a GPA just as good as mine, that can just snatch everything away! Oh my God oh my God! Mother and Father are going to kill me if I don't get in. This is the one thing I have going for me, so that they will be proud of me, so that they will love me just as much as they love Rory. Rory the first born, the athlete, the artist, the ultimate student.

Charlotte ran straight to her room, slamming the door and punching the pillows until her knuckles hurt.

I hate Thomas Cunningham with a burning passion now. Every little thing about him. Like his dirty blond hair always falling into his face, covering his wild looking blue eyes. His stupid kissable lips were not going to lure me in. Oh no they would not. Or that charming smile of his. No. You know what?

Charlotte looked at herself in the mirror, tears streaming down her face, yet bright red with anger.

Thomas is not going to get that spot, and I will do everything in my power to make sure that I am bigger, better, faster, and stronger than him in every way possible.