A/N:
Luke's picture on the side, thoughts?
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I've been in and out of dreams, i've fought with pirates, won an Oscar, and became spiderman.. and no matter how weird my dreams could ever get there's this one dream where i hear her sweet melody, feel her gentle touch and wipe her salty tears, i still dream about her those dreams never stopped, she keeps telling me that i should take care of Liam and never let him out of my eyesight.. you know sometimes i feel like a teenage mom, but i'm his brother and he's not my son and guess what? i could never be a mom! so nah i'm not a teenage mom.
as weird as my thoughts and dreams lead me, i can't help but feel grateful every time i look at Liam, every time i see people on the streets homeless and cold searching for food in trashcans.. once you start looking around you, you realize how much of an amazing life you have. even though i'm considered an orphan kind of, i live with my uncle who's barely home but loaded like i don't wanna brag but i think money comes out when he farts.
Summer break is on it's way only 3 weeks left of torture, which reminds me that i'm almost late to school. i got up, took a quick shower and got dressed in my ripped black leather pants and royal blue sweater, with my navy sperry's in hand i walked down to the kitchen to get breakfast and take baby Liam to school.
"good morning Luky bear!!" said Elle our house keeper.
"morning Elle, morning baby Liam, ready to go?" i said while messing my bro's hair. he's wearing dark blue jeans and a white sweater with his favorite black leather jacket and most importantly one does not simply forget a pair of white converse. "can you do my hair?" requested Liam while hugging my leg. i picked him up and jogged back to my room with him giggling like a monster, i threw him on my bed and got my hair gel from my bathroom and started to style his hair into an awesome messy little Mohawk. "there you go dude!" i clapped his back gently. "THAANK YOUUUH, NOW LETS GO TO SCHOOL" , "LETS GOO" i yelled with as much enthusiasm as him.
"IF YOU HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP ALONG IF YOU FEEL HAPPY" Liam sang loudly as we were on our way to school, you see normally i would drive but today i felt like walking or maybe i just didn't have enough gas to drive myself and Liam to school, you pick. i laughed at Liam and said "what song was that?", "I don't know.. but i like it!!" he stated proudly. we approached Liam's school, we got inside the building we said our goodbyes and i handed him to his teacher.
by the time i reached school i was extremely late i think i missed half of first period which was maths, who puts maths on first period anyways?
i went to the princible's office to get a late-pass, on my way to my class i bumped into someone which sent my backpack flying to the other side and all of my chocolate bars fell to the floor, as i looked around searching for the person who i bumped into, i couldn't help but feel mesmerized by those amazing green eyes. "H-hi" she stuttered. i gave her my hand to help her get up from the floor "Hi, i'm so sorry i didn't see you there, are you ok?", she held my hand and got up blushing a little she replied "yeah, it's okay" i started collecting my chocolate bars from the floor and into my bag, she came and helped me once we were done she said giggling "what are you? a walking chocolate factory?", with a wink i replied "maybe" with that i started heading to class, but not before i heard her say "BY THE WAY MY NAME IS ROSE, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?", "IT'S CHARLIE" i said chuckling.
i heard a gasp and her saying "no wonder why he likes chocolate.."
what i didn't lie, my middle name is Charlie. don't look at me like that!

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