Charlotte Field's POV
"Did you guys get the homework for English?" I asked my two silent friends as we walked down the hallway towards the exit of the school.
"Guys." I tried again. Avalon stared straight ahead and Scarlett fiddled with the loose thread hanging off her jacket.
We reached the end of the corridor and I stop dead in my track. "Ok seriously what is up with you two?" I sighed exasperated. "You have both been like this all day. Avalon when you got to school I thought you were sleeping walking. And Scarlett ever since you got out of History, you look like you've seen a ghost."
They both looked at me surprised. I guess I would be to, I was more the quiet type of person.
"Shoes..." I waggled my eyebrows at Avalon as I attempted to get them to talk about something they liked. "Photography…" I poked Scarlett in the stomach.
Scarlett smiled and Avalon chuckled slightly. "Finely!" I cheered. "Reaction, I was starting to think you guys were possessed.
Avalon suddenly squealed. "Did you hear that Gage Smith finally asked out Mabel Johnson?"
Scarlett rolled her eyes at Avalon. "All is right in the world again." She said sarcastically.
Avalon clapped her hands together. "I know right! They've liked each other since middle school."
I smiled, finally my friends were acting normal. Well as normal as they usually were.
"Hey where's Brielle?" Avalon asked.
"Um, she's at Field Hockey…." Scarlett started then quickly trailed off as she glanced past us down the hallway.
Avalon and I followed her gaze.
"If you need any help Winona, just don't be afraid to ask." Mr Hornsby the school counsellor said from the opposite end of the hallway.
"Oh gosh she's back." Scarlett breathed softly. I gasped and Avalon groaned. "Av!" Scarlett wacked Avalon on the shoulder.
"What! She's a bitch!" Avalon whisper-screamed. Avalon was right, Winona Callen was a bitch. But now she was in a wheelchair, and it was all my fault.
"I know she is, but don't you feel even slightly bad?" Scarlett asked. "She had her whole life ahead of her and now everything's changed."
(Flashback)
"See, it was totally worth skipping swim practice to come here." Meaghan a girl from the swim team giggled as she bumped hips with me.
I giggled nervously. I was never this girl, the one who lied to her parents and went to parties. But when Meaghan a girl I had never really spoken to before, asked me to come to a party with her, I agreed. I didn't want to always be known as a goody two shoes. I could have fun.
Meaghan shoved a drink in my face. "Here try this."
"What is it?" I asked.
Meaghan smiled mischievously. "The reason you're going to have fun tonight."
I took the cup I knew contained alcohol and looked at Meaghan nervously. "I don't know, I don't really drink."
Meaghan twirled in circles around me, her caramel brown hair flew everywhere. She was already drunk. "Come on." She whined and gave me a pouty face.
I hesitated for a moment then lifted the cup and took a swig of the drink. Meaghan cheered and raised her hands in the air. "Yeah! Good girl gone bad!" She then stumbled across the floor. I hadn't seen her again that night.
