Chapter 1

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Chapter one
(Charlie's POV)

Look, I didn't ask for this to happen.
Like who'd think id get a boyfriend, for one.
Two, I have magic powers???
And three, apparently I really like blueberries.

But anyways, lets start from the beginning.

September 1, the first day of school.

I was walking to the entrance when i bumped into someone and of course spilled my coffee on my shirt.
"Fuck!" I yelled
"Oh shit, sorry!" They said.
"Watch where you're going jackass!"

And then i looked up.
'Shit he's so pretty' i thought to myself.

"Do you need a new outfit, i swear, i can get you one! Im just so sorry" They looked really panicked

"No, its fine."
Not gonna lie, Im still pissed off.
But for some reason, I feel calmer in their presence

"Okay, cool then" They started to walk away
They turned back "sorry."
Jesus fuck does this person ever stop apologizing?
"Its okay."
I speed walked up to him
"Uh hey, didnt catch your name there..."

He made a little jump, "oh, me? Well my name is stephen jobscicle."
The fuck????

"Uh yeah, its quite unfortunate if you ask me, but you can call me steve. No not like blues clues, although i really like drawing and dogs" He said
"..."
"You okay there bud?" He looked genuinely worried
"Im gonna call you Thomas." I blurted
"What?"
"I said, im gonna call you thomas. Its most fitting."
"Well okay then, Thomas it is!"
Fuck he's cute.
"So, Thomas, I must know, how did you come over here? Ive never seen you around."
He seemed a bit upset
"Oh well my parents divorced... I moved with my mom over here. But ya know; at least i get two birthdays..?"

And thats when i knew, i fucked up.
But seriously, i shouldnt have asked oh geez...
"Oh, Thomas... I'm so sorry"
He chuckled, "its fine, really"

We talked and talked in the hallway for what seemed like 5 minutes
I checked my phone's clock.
"Shit! We're so fucking late! Theres only 10 minutes left of class!"

Thomas looked at me with the cutest smile
"well hey, we might as well stay here and finish talking, right?"

OHHHHHHHHHH FUCK
MY HEART? HIS.
MY BRAIN? GONE.
FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.

"cool" I said
I'm a fucking idiot.

I stayed there with him, I wish this moment could last forever. But that wouldn't make it a moment, would it?

The lunch bell rang, I guess it's time to go.
"Hey uhm, it's lunch time, maybe we should get going haha... "

He looked at me for a moment

"Hmm maybe...but i know a place we can go.
A secret garden. No one will notice once we are gone. It's quiet, it's magical, it's perfect."

I'm MELTING.
Oh geez
"Haha, s-sure!"

He looked at me, "Okay! Let's go!"

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