I was going through my locker, searching for my note book. That I desperately needed for chemistry or I'll fail my exams. I finally found out that it was in between my math book. What was it doing there ? Anyway I walked to class sitting in my usual seat. This time on the last row in the very middle. The teacher was already there typing something on his computer. Every one came in one by one taking there seats while they giggled and gossiped about things they saw outside of the school.
The teacher got up and started explaining the lesson as the door opened. Again.
"Mr. Smith." He said. "You're late. Again." I turned around to see Grayson standing there with an 'I don't care' face.
"Does it look like I care." He said and took a seat. His seat was two seats away from the left on the same row as mine.
The teacher was used to this so he just continued the lesson. All teachers are. Sometimes I feel bad for them because they keep on having to deal with teenagers all day.
We started doing the work given even though I was trying so hard to understand the lesson. I then got a piece of paper thrown in front of me.
The guy that threw it to me told me to keep on passing it to the person beside me.
The paper traveled the whole class until it reached a stop. One of the girls opened the scrambled paper and smiled looking at Grayson. He winked at her and she wrote something on the paper and passed it back to him. He smirked when he read the paper and threw it away. He must have wrote "are you free after school." Or something like that. He's basically known to use girls and act like he likes her just so he can impress his friends. It's not new I see this happen in every single class. He asks out a girl, she says yes, and he starts acting like he loves her and all when he doesn't. And when he's done playing with her mind he leaves her and goes for another. It's like a game for him.
Class finally finished and we all got out of class. It was the end of the day and I was leaving to go home. I arrived home pretty late.
"Hey Donny."
"Hey"
He was texting on his phone.
"Are you texting your girlfriend?"
"Nope, we broke up."
"What why?"
"She had feelings for someone else and I didn't feel anything for her as much anymore so we decided that we should just break up."
"Are you okay?"
"I just told you I am. She's fine too. She got a boyfriend. We just weren't meant for each other."
"Oh well umm .. Is there someone else then."
"Yeah"
"Oh really who."
"You don't know her."
"What's her name?"
"Jade."
"Oh when will you guys be official."
"I don't know"
"Oh. Well I'm going to go get a snack. Want anything?"
"No thanks."
I took a snack and went to my room.
I suddenly get a text from... Oh great it's Grayson.Grayson: hey I wanted to know if you finished the project. It's due in two days.
Is he serious right now.
Charlotte: why do you care??
Grayson: because I might fail..
Charlotte: if you care so much then you should help don't you think??
Grayson: yeah..
Charlotte: ...
Grayson: I didn't text you to say that though..
Charlotte: what is it then??
Grayson: I was told about what happened at the "party" .. I was drunk I'm sorry I didn't know that this happened to you...
Charlotte: I don't know what to say ..
Grayson: hey, I'll make it up to you! How about tomorrow after school I take you to a coffee shop??
Charlotte: if you think I'm an idiot go find someone else.
Grayson: Charlie come on.. I promise no one will be there other than me and you.
Charlotte: oh that makes it so much better..
I answered sarcastically.
Grayson: give me a chance you won't regret it. I promise.
Charlotte: text me when you see flying monkeys.
Grayson: come on Charlie..
Charlotte: goodbye Grayson.
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Teen FictionCharlotte a 15 year old girl goes through problems when she learns to love what will happen at the end will things turn out good?