"Look guys it's the puppet girl!" I rolled my eyes and hummed louder as the music played in my ears. "Look at me when I talk to you Frenchy. Don't make me repeat last time." I pulled the large headphones off my ears and faced the boy who was tormenting me. "Please don't call me Frenchy." I said. Nodding. He grabbed the collar of my shirt and twisted it. "Let go." I said and tried to wriggle away. "Shut it Frenchy. You need to stop being so outgoing. You're getting in my way and i don't appreciate it." I stared at the three boys that followed him into the lab where I spent my lunch periods. The boy dropped me and signaled to the other boys. "Take care if this one for me boys." Take care of me.
I felt tears run down my face. Someone took care of me. I couldn't let this happen to Katie. She was too nice. Too happy and loved. Nobody was there to help when it happened to me. I'm going to make sure it doesn't happen at all to Katie. I felt a hand grasp my shoulder and was ripped from my thoughts. "Charlotte are you alright?" I wiped a loose tear from my face. "Yea Alex im fine. Listen I'm so-" he held up his hand. "I know it was a little creepy but I just really like you. Im sorry if you don't feel the same and I might have just ruined everything but..." his voice trailed off lost into oblivion. "Yea sure. I just have to go...check on Katie." And off I went. I didn't think about my answer so I used Katie as my scapegoat.
I walked back into my dorm using my key that I thankfully grabbed. Katie was still sitting on the couch but Mitch and Angel left for biology. I plopped down next to her. The blood was wiped from her face and the bruises were covered with makeup. "Want to watch Glee?" I asked smiling. Katie never turns down Glee. Her face lit up and she nodded. I walked to the tv and switched it to Netflix. I feel like we are going to be sitting here a while.
Ding!
My phone? I reached to the table beside our couch and picked it up.
Message from: Unnamed Caller- Hey Frenchy ! Why have you been ignoring us? I thought we were friends? You left Tennessee and didn't call or text us what's wrong?
I looked at the number and I felt breath leave my lungs and confusion spark in my brain. Anthony's number?
Message to: Unnamed caller- Wait Anthony?
I put my head up and watched the flashing screen for a moment, waiting for the phone to ding.
Ding!
There it is.
Message from: unnamed Caller- yea kaydance was really worried...well until you know.
I know? What do I know?
Message to: Unnamed Caller- What do I know? What is wrong with Kaydance?
I didn't even try to hide the fact from Katie that I was texting.
Ding!
I scrambled for my phone.
Message from: Unnamed Caller- Charlotte I thought you would know.
I waited.
Ding!
Message from: Unnamed Caller- Kaydance killed herself Char.
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New York- Where Dreams are Made
General FictionCharlotte Spencer is a small town girl. She dreams her entire life of going to New York. Her life in the town she grew up in isn't exactly all sunshine and rainbows. She struggles to make it out of the horrid place and fight her way to the top. S...