Chapter 1

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*Ooookkkkk. My name is Kennedy but everyone calls me Leaye and if I am a little..I dont..boring. Tell me if im being so unoriginal to the point where you know the ending to the chapter cause I'm going to be wondering why I'm not getting any votes. But before I end this very interesting chat, I want to give a shout out to..Swoozie!XD For those who do not know him, you have not lived. Just go on YouTube and look him up because he actually gave me this idea for my book. And Kristin Keel is how I imagine Charlie. But you can imagine her as Chewbaca. So here goes...*

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#Charlies POV.


♪My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and he's like it's better tha-♪

I slammed my hand down on the alarm clock and groaned.

"Finally you're up. How late have you set that thing? Whatever, it doesn't matter cause you need to get up", my roommate, Flora, said. Flora was a 19 yr. old small, petite girl with golden blonde hair and light blue eyes. She reminded me of my little sister who is-was 12.

I rolled around to face her and face-planted the ground. When she was done laughing at me I sat up.

" Ugh. Do I have to go in today? I don't wanna", I said dragging out the last word to make my point. Suddenly I smelt something burning. We raced to see where the source of the smell was and saw a fire on the stove!

I tried to put it out with water but that made it worse so I grabbed a nearby rag and put it out. Behind the stove, on the wall was a huge, like bigger than me, smoke stain.

I slowly turned to Flora and asked,"What happened?". She grasped for words and was pointing towards the stove then her then the stove again.

"I was..bed..the stove..alarm..huh..fire", she said giving up on trying to explain and sighed.

Since Flora was easily scared, because of something from her past, I said gently," Calm down and tell me what happened".

She took a deep breath and said,"OK, so I was cooking you bed in breakfast since you took me in so quickly last month but your alarm rang and I left the stove for only a few minutes to see if you were awake and now here we are". She looked down at her feet.

Flora was a waitress at Honey's, the place we work at, and she had gotten evicted last month so I took her in because she had just turned 19. But she's great and we split the bills. Its easier and I was looking for a roommate anyway. I looked at the stain and sighed.

I turned to her and said," I guess I am going into work today. That wall ain't fixing itself".

She looked up at me and asked," You aren't mad?".

"No. You were just doing something nice for me. Now go get dressed for work and leave the cooking to me",I reassured her. When she left I put the burnt pan in the trash and made way to my room. Our apartment wasn't big at all and we had no walls. Everything was open. For example, if you opened the door and stepped in than you could see the living room leading to the kitchen. Then there was a wall that separates me and Flora's room. We only had three doors and two belonged to my bathroom and Flora's bathroom. The other was the front door. I know shitty, right?

Going to my drawer set, I got my worn out uniform and my apron. The uniform was a tight blue and black dress and the apron was just plain black. I showered and threw on some mismatched underwear and put on my uniform. I was running late so I put my hair in a ponytail. I grabbed my purse and Flora and we headed out.

Flora and I headed down the stairs and called a cab. Since all our money goes towards the rent and other bills and groceries we didn't have a car. Whilst Flora was trying to call a cab, I went and checked the mail. Walking back to Flora and separating the important mail for the not-so important mail, I tripped on a crack in the sidewalk and fell. But the impact of the ground didn't come because instead I landed on some stranger!

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