Charlotte & Halden

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Charlotte's P.O.V

After the date with Alec, I felt utterly dreamy and "out of it" for the rest of the night. My dad starting asking me all sorts of questions about my new friend as soon as I stepped into the door.

"So, what's your friend's name?" He asked. Dad was sitting on the couch with a history book in his lap, Joan sat next to him, watching some sort of television show on Disney Channel.

I cleared my throat awkwardly. "His name is Alec." I replied, sitting next to Joan and pulling my notebook out of my messenger bag. I had written a lot of my new book already, this one was really going somewhere, I knew exactly how it was going to end and everything about it, I was very excited about it.

"So it's a boy?" Dad stared at me with wide eyes like he could not believe what he was hearing, it made me feel a little defensive.

"I can have a friend that is a boy, you know!" I laughed, opening my notebook and clicking my pen, getting ready to continue writing my novel.

Dad straightened up and continued staring at me with narrowed eyes, but not in a glaring sort of way, just in a thoughtful way. "Is he cute?" He asked, suddenly wiggling his eyebrows at me and making me blush.

"No! I mean, well, he is but I do not like him that sort of way! We are just friends!" I shook my head and closed my notebook again, shoving it back into my messenger bag along with my pen. If he was going to continue pestering me, there was no way that I could keep on writing.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry! It's just that you've never actually had a crush on a boy or become friends with a boy at all! I'm curious! You can't hide in your room forever, I'm meeting him tomorrow!" He called after me as I scurried out of the living room and into my own room.

I sighed and threw my messenger bag onto my bed. I tried to write again but I could not fully concentrate, my mind kept wandering back over to Alec and how we just about kissed today. We were so close to each other but I blew it, going inside the house. Not that I would have wanted to kiss him, we hardly knew each other! And I only liked him as a friend... Right?

Finally, I shook my head and opened up my window. I clambered out, deciding to take a secret walk around the neighborhood before going back inside to continue writing. I needed some time to think about everything that had happened today.

It was raining outside, soaking me from head to foot as I walked in the rain. As I walked, I noticed two people hugging each other, one of them seemed to be crying. I think I recognized them, one was what most people would call a 'bad boy' and the girl I recognized from one of my classes, but I could not remember which.

Before they saw me, I turned the other way and walked in the opposite direction only to see another thing that made me feel slightly awkward. It was a boy yelling inside his house then slamming the door shut behind him. I heard more yelling from inside, but no one else burst out of the house.

I tried to turn away again, but the boy saw me. "Hey!" He yelled and I froze where I stood, I had had enough of boys for one day, thank you very much. I did not want to talk to anyone else today, but I still let him come towards me.

"What are you doing out here in the rain?" He asked, hugging himself and shivering slightly. He was wearing a blue button-up shirt that seemed to already have been damp when he came outside and some jeans.

"Just needed some time to think." I answered quietly, avoiding any type of eye contact. The thing with me is that I am extremely awkward when I first meet someone, I may appear to be shy [ I suppose that I am actually shy ] but I also just observe. I like to observe people and figure out what they like and everything before getting into a conversation.

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