When we picture the perfect life of a 17 year old, we imagine a loving family, a cute and popular boyfriend and a loyal best friend. That's is the exact life, that Charlotte Hadden seemingly has.
That's until she meets Trent Mallet.
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The boys shower block Chapter 18 The actual shower block on the residential I went on when I was 17 😩🥴😄
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Songs for this chapter – Dermot Kennedy – Power Over Me
J Hus – Play Play
Craig David – Fill Me In
Drake - Emotionless
I'm basically putty in his hands. It's like, now I don't have a boyfriend, a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. Not that Reece ever was a 'weight' on my shoulders, I did love him, but he never made me feel like this. I truly never knew what I what I was missing, until the moment Trent kissed me.
"Stop" I giggle, pushing him away.
He pulls me closer, smiling "l can't keep my hands of you" he breaths while putting his arms around me.
Again, I blush at his words.
"Come on, we need to go back for dinner" I say, pulling him towards the cabins.
I hadn't realised how hungry I was, as we approach the picnic tables the smell of mac and cheese wafts through the air, and my stomach rumbles. I hadn't eaten a thing all day, with everything that was going on, eating didn't seem important. I probably wouldn't have been able to keep it down if I did eat anyway.
Everyone from class has now gathered around the brown benches. I feel anxious, not knowing exactly where to stand and not knowing who will speak to me. Scarlett is standing with Amelia, Sammy and Lisa. As soon as I approach, they start whispering and obnoxiously laughing. It's evident I'm not welcome to sit with them. I take a deep breath, and swallow down the anger that's creeping up my throat. Trent squeezes my hand. He must be able to sense my anxiety. At is touch I start to relax, remembering that I'm not alone.
"Trent, Charlie," Frankie shouts from the other side of the picnic area. He's sitting on a table alone. "Sit with me" he flashes his brilliant smile.
As we sit, Amelia looks at me as though she's going to pounce.
"Ignore her," Frankie says as I take a seat. "She's being an idiot, I told her that I didn't like they was she spoke to you today.."
"You did?" I asked, I'm shocked that he would defend me.
"Yeah of course, she was out of order, I told her that she was just jealous of you and that it was really unattractive the way she acted. She's so pissed at me right now" he bursts out laughing.
