Chapter Seven

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Leo's P.O.V

I finish my breakfast and wait for Charlie to finish so we can leave for school; for once I am excited to go to school. I text Darren asking for him to film it and send it to me and he agrees. I can't wait to see it!

At School

Me and Charlie are at school now waiting for lessons to start. I hve P.E and Charlie has English with Mrs. Grey 'his crush'; he is going to hate me for this but I don't care.

The bell rings and I go to class.

Charlie's P.O.V

I enter the classroom and sit down. Mrs. Grey comes round to collect the homework so I grab it out of my bag and hand it to her. So did the rest of the class, and then she sat at her desk.

''I am going to read out a few to the whole class,'' She tells us.

I don't mind if she reads out mine I spent hours on it.

''First I am going to read......Charlie's.''

I sit back in my chair and wait for her to read out my essay. I am hoping at least for a few effort points.

"Dear Diary," she reads."Today we were set some homework for an essay. Mrs Grey was talking about it, but all I could concentrate on was her astounding beauty."

I frown, blushing. "That isn't mine. I don't know what that is, but i didn't write it. Does that sound like me?"

"Dear Diary, last night I had a mentally scarring dream about sloths. I don't really want to describe the experience, if I'm honest," Mrs Grey reads. The whole class collapses, because that does sound like me.

"I swear, I didn't write that. I did my essay!" I protest.

"Charlie, who did write this then?" Mrs Grey says, raising her eyebrows.

Who did? Suddenly I realize. I know exactly who.

"Leondre Devries, miss," I say.

"Why would a thirteen year old boy write this in his friend's homework book? I think we all know it was you, and if I'm honest I'm finding it rather humiliating."

I bury my head in my hands. Leo has gone too far this time. Mrs Grey continues to read, and it gets more and more humiliating.

"Dear Diary, today I went to the beach with my grandma and I accidently farted really loudly but she's so deaf she didn't even hear it. Loads of people were staring at us and I pointed at Grandma, who didn't even notice. I'm probably going to hell now. Damn you baked beans."

What even..? How does he come up with this stuff?

Mrs Grey puts down my English book and starts writing a detention slip.

"Charlie, that's two detentions for not doing your homework, two detentions for cheek, two detentions for trying to blame it on someone else, and five detentions for inappropriate language," she tells me, handing me a slip.

"That's... eleven detentions!" I protest.

"You can start after school today. Now you better pay attention in this lesson or it'll be a lot more than eleven."

I take my slip and slump down into my seat. This is just beyond a joke now.

Leo's P.O.V

"Trust me, Darren, I'll put it up tonight," I say, as he hands me the phone. When I reach my house, I upload the video to YouTube and sit back in my chair.

After two hours, I check the video.

29094 views.

Wow. Charlie is not going to be happy. I scroll through the comments.

Aha did he actually write that?

OMG who did that??

brilliant brilliant brilliant

LEO I AM NOT EVEN KIDDING ANY MORE TELL CHARLIE TO MESSAGE ME!!!!!!!

Bum. No prizes for guessing who that is.

I tap out a reply.

xxx_bambino_xxx charlie already has a girlfriend called

THINK LEO THINK.

Zelda. Zelda Smith. And he doesn't like you, so go away please you weirdo stalker.

Almost immediately there are replies.

What? charlie has a girlfriend

charlie is mine tell Zelda smith to f*** off.

CHARLIE HAS A GIRLFRIEND????????

Aww cute. ZARLIE.

ZARLIE! YES

ZARLIE!

OMG he is gonna hate me. I quickly open twitter and look at trending hash tags.

1. #Zarlie

Oops.

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