Human Charlot(argent)te!

Dead...

Henry's POV:
We were in Language Arts Class.(A/N: Wow something different.) Then the principal came in. "Everyone I will like you to meet our new foreign exchange student, Simon. He is from England." He said. He walked over to where Charlotte was sitting. "Nice to meet you Simon." Charlotte said. "Nice to meet you." He said right before kissing Charlotte hand. Charlotte? My Charlotte.
At Lunch...
"Isn't Simon amazing." She said in a daze. I looked over. He was in a spotlight and hand wind moving his hair. You know those stereotypes. That is what was happening. "He's okay." I said. "I think I'm going to ask him on a date." She said. NO. NO. NO. Not my Char. "Okay but I would warn you 'a date' is slang for attending a rainy funeral." I said. "Oh, well. I'll just ask him if he wants to spend so time together." She said. "Go for it but 'spending time together' is getting your teeth pulled without anesthetic." I said. "Really? Well okay. I'll ask him to dinner and a movie." She said. "If you want but 'dinner and a movie' is slang for violent diarrhea." I said. She gave me the look. "Hey it's a funny culture." I said. She walkover to Simon. After she said what she said their faces lit up. Dead. Dead. Dead.
To be continued...