Charlie
Her green eyes were dilating big and then shrinking small, some thing was wrong. And she was speaking to herself, in a weird language. She had gone home three days ago, and she was finally back, but she was weird. She did not talk to me anymore. She ignored me. She never looked at me. Almost like she did not know me. But that is impossible. She is my best friend, my only friend. We used to talk everyday, every hour on our phones in class. She is the only one to believe that I did not do what people think that I did. And here she comes.
"Emma?" I walked up to her and tapped her shoulder. She gave me a side ways glance, with a perplexed look on her face. She pulled her icy skin away from me and said the most heartbreaking news thing I had heard in a long time.
" Who are you?" She wondered. I could feel the tears in my eyes. How could she not know me? I was her best friend and had been for two years.
"It is me, Charlie..." She still had that confused look on her face. Like I was a complete stranger.
" Follow me please, I can help you carry your stuff, and I will take the tardy if you are late, please just come with me." She sighed and handed me some of her folders and a text book. And I was leading her to my locker. She was staying behind me, like four feet away from me, expecting me to go crazy and attack her, I don't understand how she could think that, that I would ever hurt her. We arrived at my locker. #645 combo 34-56-12, and I slowly pulled my locker open. And pulled out a picture of us, together. I gave it to her, her face lit up with joy, and she said.....
