Stalking Charlie

Ramen for Dinner

Nick Stone

"Do you want me to drive?"

Hell no.

I ignored Charlie's offer to drive my car. She sat beside me, relaxed on the passenger seat. She opened her window, letting the breeze play with her long hair.

"Close the fucking window, Raven. Your hair is all over my face."

She obeyed, chuckling at my brusque demand.

"Wow. Someone seems to have lit your tampon, Stone. What's up with you?"

I ignored her again. I focused on my driving, determined to get to the house and be away from her company.

The downside with that idea is that she's also living on my house.

Damn it.

This past few days had been really bad. After Charlie's braless stunt, more unfortunate events followed.

I got detention, so my time to practice soccer is limited. I got lesser time to prepare since the day of the game is fast approaching.

The school hates me, well, half of its population actually. They thought it was me who gave Raven the bruise, and Ashley even thought it too. When I punched Matthew Anthony when he got them on video while kissing in the hallway, they interpreted it as me getting violent and frustrated because I lost Ashley to Charlie Raven.

Talk about highschool dramas.

And yeah, about that time Dad caught Charlie and me in the bathroom? He thought we were making out. Charlie said that I shouldn't have made a big fuss about explaining it to my father, he won't believe it if I look too guilty.

"I wonder what's for dinner.."

I growled. This girl is all about her self and food.

"Dad said he won't be back later tonight. He'll probably be home tomorrow morning."

And Alex is at work, meaning there's no one else to cook. And it's just the two of us.

I really hate this day.

"Maybe we should grab something to eat, I'm starving." she said. "Do you want chinese?"

"Raven, I'm fucking tired from practice. All I want to do is sleep and be away from your annoying presence." I snapped at her.

"Aw, that's sad. Here I was thinking about what we should do when we get home since there's just the two of us." she gushed. "Allie said you know how to french braid her hair, I'm thinking if you could do the same for me..?"

I felt myself stiffen. She had mentioned that to tease me of being girly around Alex but it only made me think of something else, and it's way more pleasurable than french braiding her long hair.

Suddenly I was highly aware of her, the citrusy smell of her hair, her close proximity. I could reach out an inch to touch her. I wonder how her skin will feel under my hand..

A white mini van suddenly passed on my left, I barely had time to step on the brake. I instinctively stirred to the right, earning blares of car horn from my right side.

Damn hormones.

I cleared my throat and focused on the road. I also hit on the radio to block whatever Charlie is saying if I want us to be home safe.

We got to the house without any accident, thank goodness. I stomped to my bedroom and took a shower to help relax my tired muscles.

I heard a blast of punk music vibrating through the house. Believe me when I say that the walls in my house are quite thick, but Charlie's preference with music listening is the kind that disturbs those living in and outside of the house.