Once I got shuu to go home, I went to a cafe with Naomi and Charlie, and now we're sitting there, talking about how we met and stuff.
"So Charlie, how do you know shuu?" I ask taking a bite of my apple pie, savouring the warm flavourful texture.
"He's my ex-boyfriend, we met at night school. I was the new girl, and was getting tutored in music, since he owns the music room, he taught me. We started talking more, then we went out." Charlie answers, taking a bite of her parfait. "He was really sweet." She mumbles, and I feel my heart crack. "Anyway, you didn't tell me how you met Naomi!" Charlie rushes, making it sound like one word.
"Our parents were really close, so we've kinda always known each other. We had really close births as well." I say, taking a sip from Naomi's ice tea.
"Hey! That's mine!" She says, taking a bite of my apple pie for pay back.
"Haha, you two are funny." Charlie says, which then catches my interest. Why is she called Charlie?
"Hey, I hope I don't sound rude, but why is your name Charlie?" I ask, biting a big chunk of the apple pie.
"Well, my dad always wanted a son, so he proclaimed that their first child would be called Charlie, regardless of the gender. So when they found out I was a girl, my mom named me Charlotte, but everyone calls me Charlie." Charlie answers, but I'm still curious.
"So why did your dad want you to be called Charlie?" I ask, swirling the left over apple sauce around.
"My last name is brown." She answers, causing me to crack up. Brown, her name is Charlie Brown! She's named after a children's character. "Hey! It's not that funny!" She defends, but then her and Naomi start bursting out laughing as well.
"It's the funniest thing I've ever heard!" I exclaim, catching some peoples attention.
"Ok, on a not so funny matter. Y/N, do you remember tom? You know, tomoki miki, the guy that's had a crush on you since like, third grade? Well he's having a costume party, and told me to invite you." Naomi hands her a envelope.
"So you just knew I was going to be here?" I say sneakily, causing Naomi to growl and shout a shut up.
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"Well it was nice meeting you Charlie, and seeing you Naomi. We should catch up soon." I smile at the two as I wait outside.
"Would you like a lift?" Charlie asks, gesturing to her car. I shake my head.
"Nah, I'm just gonna get a cab. I'll see you at the party?" I question, Naomi and Charlie both smile and nod.
"Yup, well, see you soon Y/N!" With that, they both leave.
"I say fuck your degree, alphabet boy. I'm not a little ki-"
"Yes reiji." I ask, holding my flip phone above my ear.
"Where are you?" He asks instantly,crashing sounds go off in the background, followed by some yelling.
"I'm heading back now, I'm just about to get in the cab." I answer, waving my arm out for the cabbie.
"Ok, get back here soon." With that demand said, reiji hangs up, and I get in the cab.
"Sakamaki mansion please, and hurry." I say to the man, who covers his face and nods. The driver takes off, going slow at first, but then he began to speed up, and miss all the roads to the mansion. That's when I began to worry.
"Um, excuse me, but we passed the mansion!" I yell at the man, who speeds up. Ok I'm being kidnapped, what do I do? Kick the door! I lay on my back, and begin to kick the door hard, but the man just locks the car. "Let me out!" I demand, kicking the door harder.
Think, think, think. We then pass a cell phone tower and I pull out my phone, dialling the first person that comes to mind.
"Hello?" The voice asks, and I smile.
"Shuu! Thank god! I need help, someone is trying to kidnap me, we're just heading down-" my head gets hid hard, and I fall back, the words of shuu fading into thin air.
" Y/N? Y/N where are you, are you alright! Y/N!!" Blank.
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I'm sorry if this is short, but the chapter I originally wrote had deleted, so I had to rewrite it. The next chapter will be more interesting, trust me.
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