" Hurry the fuck up Ronny" Charlie excitedly shouts to me from the outside of her bathroom door.
Startled and now more annoyed then ever I respond with a loud sigh and put on the rest of my clothes from Charlie's "little" rushed shopping spree from the previous night.
It's certainly suspicious how excited she is just for one of our occasional dinner dates, it's not like it's anything spectacular really, all we do is go to the Denny's in the mall and stuff our faces with an unlimited supply of pancakes.
Why is she so thrilled for this?
I open the door in her bathroom and before walking out I take one last look at myself, "Wow! Charlie look at this beautiful creature! Have you ever seen such a glorious thing?" I sarcastically say...
Charlie looks up at me from the foot of her bed and starts rolling in laughter, "You can't be serious Ronny, you're going to the mall in baggy sweats with that thing you call a shirt!"
I reply to her snarky comment with an equally snarky tone " I am serious Charlie" I paused to quickly strategize my argument, "there's nothing more annoying than getting dolled up just to please strangers instead of myself, so yes I am wearing this to the mall!"
That should give her a little taste of my annoyance.
Seriously I'm already regretting staying the night with her, I absolutely hate going places when it's not necessary especially since the mall will be packed with people who are last-minute Christmas shoppers!
I've known Charlie for three months now, and I know what you're thinking ' how are you still alive?' and let me tell you I have no idea.
She moved here from somewhere down in California and somehow me out of all the people at our school ended up immediately bonding with her!?
We are complete opposites! For example, I wear comfortable clothes she wears not comfortable clothes, big fucking difference!
Oh and her personality? Don't get me started!
Charlie is what I call a bubbly bitch.
What I mean by that is she's very outgoing and makes friends pretty easily, but once you get to know her... like really know her she is not afraid to give you her honest opinion, which you would already know seeing as her last remarks on the choice of my appearance, she's a pushy fashionista.
You didn't hear this from me but she's also as dumb as a rock.
I mean what can I say, she's a Californian and that itself pretty much sums up her personality.
The second I come up with something else to say to her, Charlie cuts me off , "You're not going anywhere with me in those rags!" she shouts.
"You know what" and before I can even finish my sentence Charlie's off her bed and charging on her locked target, me.
"C-Charlie!" I frantically shout trying to move away from the flopping Bozo coming to attack me, but my 'baggy sweats' were caught on the sharp edge of her dresser.
Long story short, Charlie slipped on her furry white rug because of her scrawny legs, and just as she flew towards me we both dramatically fell onto one another.
There go my new sweats from our shopping spree, they've been torn completely down the side.
"That's just great!" I say obviously way more annoyed and ready to blow up in her face, but instead, our laughter roared throughout the crappy walls in her house.
Our outburst only lasted a couple of seconds until we were so rudely interrupted by her older brother barging into her room instructing us to 'shut the fuck up' ...
Can this day get any less tolerable?
To be continued ❤️
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Christmas Love Story
RomanceRonny is antisocial caterpillar , well she was until three months ago and that's when she met Charlie. Charlie's your typical Californian delicacy, flashy, outgoing and incredibly annoying to Ronny and somehow they've become friends. Charlie sneak...
