"Charlotte, Charlotte, Charlotte, Charlotte...Charlotte?"I sighed impatiently. "Yes, Will?"
"I like your name," He replied while smiling and jumping up and down. He swung our hands back and forth as we continued walking through the mall. I didn't understand how I got into the situation nor could I fathom how anxious I was feeling at the moment. I haven't hung out with someone in years so as a result, the entirety of the concept was foreign; I didn't know how to act or what to say.
"I–I like your name too, William," I mocked playfully, trying not to sound as nervous as I actually felt.
Will groaned and cringed immediately after my sentence. "Ah, I told you not to call me that!"
I laughed lightheartedly as a response and just looked down towards the floor. Suddenly feeling self-conscious once more, I quietly asked, "Why? Don't you like your name?"
"Well I do; however it's just embarrassing having my girlfriend call me by the same name my mum calls me when she's angry."
I laughed once more at Will's response. I found it funny and odd that he kept referring me to his girlfriend and yet it was all just an ignorant dare in which he used me in order to sustain his popularity. I didn't find it necessary for him to continue the act when it was truly nothing.
However my thoughts were not completely finished because of the sudden tug of my arm by the one and only Will, whom led me towards a random clothing shop. I grimaced slightly. I wasn't the largest fan of clothes shopping and especially not with someone like Will. Sure, I had to buy clothes once in a while for myself because I'd rather not go naked, but I didn't necessarily shop as a hobby. I never looked good with many tops or bottoms because of my body and how I basically looked like a stick. I didn't have much curves or a chest to show off so I just wore a lot of heavy clothes to cover myself. If Will was considering to pick out clothes or something for me to try on, I would end up probably having to run away. I wasn't sure what I would do exactly.
While walking towards a random section in the store, Will glanced at me a bit nervously. I returned an expression with tumult and continued looking at the clothes in front of me. I cringed greatly after passing shirts that were nearly cut in half. I could've never pulled those off.
"Char?" Will asked as he was scanning through a different section of clothes.
"Yes?" I questioned shyly, curious as to what he was about to say.
"I just wanted to let you know that even though this was all a dare, I still had a choice as to whether I would actually do it or not and I'm glad that I did. I really like hanging out with you."
I turned around at his words and looked at him while he was moving through the rack of clothes. I looked down at my hands and quickly turned around again. I wasn't exactly sure how to respond to his words. I couldn't even tell if he was being candid or not. Sometimes I wondered if he was pretending around me because he was somewhat forced to be kind and bubbly. Without me around, I would notice his uneasiness and distress. It was slightly peculiar and I surely questioned the situation but I never had the courage to be straightforward and ask. Will would most likely deny it anyways.
"I uh—thanks, I guess?" I replied with my usual unsure tone. I didn't want to give him the benefit of the doubt of which I actually believed what he was saying. Yes, I was a true introvert from the inside and it obviously showed on the outside, but I would never let someone try to play me with idiotic games for their own amusement. Sure, this was a dare but I was doing it to help Will and if he were to try to get something out of me—like humiliation—I could still call the whole thing off. This wasn't for me.
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FanfikceCharlotte didn't need to fit in, didn't want to. She was fine as she was. She was happy at school and was well in her studies. She expressed herself through writing and that's what saved her from having to speak. She was just too much of an introver...