Dirty Little Secret

eleven

A/N: Before we get into the story I wanna give a little shout out to _MintMelody_ who designed the lovely book cover that I attached above! You guys should go check out her profile & show her some love! :)
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"Charlotte, I really think you're looking way too deep into it. He clearly is keeping it from you because he cares about you and doesn't want to lose you. Maybe it's nothing."

"But it's not nothing!" I shout. I'm trying so hard not to get worked up over what happened at Miles' house last night but the conversation just keeps repeating over and over again in my head, like a terrible song stuck on repeat. "He said that if I found out I'd never talk to him again so it must be something. Something big. And one of the other boys said I deserve to know."

"But you also said you never even heard your name. What if he's not even talking about you? All of this worrying could be for nothing," Stella says, but I can hear the worry in her voice, as if she thinks something is wrong too.

"If it's not about me then that would mean there's another girl, but he has no time for other girls because he's always with me."

Stella sighs and I can tell she's just rolled her eyes at me. I'm probably making her mad with all of my fussing but quite frankly I couldn't care less.

"Charlotte, I know you're upset but you don't even have all the details. You only heard a small snippet of the conversation. If you're really that worried then just talk to him about it."
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Monday morning is here before I know it. I feel like I was only asleep for five minutes before my alarm went off and I was forced to get out of bed and face the terrible day that lies ahead.

As I walk through the halls I feel as if everyone's eyes are on me. Like they all know something I don't. I try my best to ignore them, focusing straight ahead until I reach my locker and can hide inside it where no one can see my face.

I spend as much time as I can getting all my books without having to worry about being late to class. When I close the small metal door my heart jumps at the sight of Aiden standing behind it.

"Did I scare you?" he jokes with a smirk.

I give him a small nod and he leans down to kiss me but I quickly turn my head so his lips land on my cheek instead. He gives me a confused look but brushes it off as he follows me towards my first period class.

"How's your grandmother doing? She alright now?"

Yesterday when Aiden had texted me asking to hang out I came up with an excuse as why I couldn't, the excuse being that Nana wasn't feeling well and my mom wanted me to stay home. I felt terrible for using her like that but I couldn't think of anything better.

"She's okay. Just a cold," I lie.

He lets me off into my classroom with just a simple goodbye and I feel a wave of relief wash over me. I'm still in a pretty bad mood, but I try my best to concentrate on the lesson instead of my own thoughts. 
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"Ms. Moore, nice of you to finally join us," Mr. Fisher says with excitement in his voice. I can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not but I give him a smile anyway as I walk towards the back off the room to my seat. "Cassie, since your partner isn't here today you can just turn your seat around and work with Charlotte and Aiden, I'm sure they won't mind the company."

With a third person at the table I feel a lot more comfortable. I know Aiden won't say anything with her there so it's easier to get work done. The only problem is that I can feel his eyes practically burning a hole into the side of my head from staring so hard.