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Chapter 13 (edited)

"Okay, me next. Truth or dare?"

Tuesday had felt like it should have been Friday and that had Charlotte fucked up in the worst way. Sunday was bad enough that it ruined Monday and she just needed a break, so naturally she invited Margaret over. That was the only thing she could think of that would make her smile. The town, the school, and the people all sucked. Small town mentality was real and everyone had it, but she had a feeling Margaret didn't.

"Truth," Margaret announced giggling.

"What do you want to do with your life?"

Margaret gave her a guilty look, as if she felt bad for what was going to be her response.

"Leave." The answer was immediate. "I'm tired of living here. That's the first step. I applied to Arizona Stat because they have one of the leading programs in environmental sciences. For Christ sake they have mechanical trees. MECHANICAL! They pull the co2 out of the air. It could save our lives and our planet." Margaret took a breath, pulling herself back together. "I want to change the world. I don't think this miss is irreversible now, but the least I could do is slow it."

Charlotte didn't say anything, just looked at her, making Margaret nervous. "That doesn't make me weird or anything, right? Just cuz I'm horny for the trees doesn't mean I'm weird."

Charlotte just smiled at her. "You are truly beautiful inside and out."

Margaret just smiled back. "Okay," she took a deep breath because if she started into Charlotte's eyes any longer, she'd melt. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare of course."

"I dare you to do Bloody Mary in the bathroom."

Charlottes head rolled back as she laughed. "What are you, seven?"

Margaret pouted. "Just do it."

Charlotte laughed and got up to head for the bathroom. She couldn't help but to smile as she thought of how childish Margaret was. Or was it naive. It really didn't matter which, It was cute and innocent.

Closing the bathroom door, she could here Margaret scampering around, laughing until Charlotte came out. In the middle of the room stood Margaret with a bathing suit on.

"Ummm, why?"

Margaret looked at Charlotte like she was stupid. "You have a pool; I have a bathing suit."

"Well the pool hasn't been cleaned since we moved here so that's a hard pass, but you are welcome to stay in the bikini. You look cute."

Charlotte had seen flowers wither, but never a human. It was like all energy had been sucked out of the poor thing.

"Oh," Margaret murmured. She sat down.

Charlotte hated it. She felt like she had crushed Margaret's dreams. She walked slowly over to sit down next to her.

"But," Charlotte started slowly, nudging Margaret's shoulder. "I do have water balloons."

Margaret's eyes lit up.

They spent the following two hours just throwing water balloons at each other, giggling like children. A slight breeze had begun to blow so they went back inside. Charlotte turned on the fireplace and without even thinking, she wrapped her arms around Margaret and pulled her into her lap.

There it was again, the comfortable silence.

"This, this is nice," Charlotte said, holding Margaret tighter. "You really do make everything okay"

"I try my best."

Charlotte sighed. "And I feel like I haven't really tried at all."

Margaret turned around, straddling Charlottes lap. Putting Charlottes face in her hands she leaned forward. "Without trying you make my day better. Just by smiling my way.

Charlotte looked up into her eyes. Margaret had done but try to make her feel better, and she couldn't even remember if she ever asked how her day was. Today, she looked worried.

"Hey, what's going on in that head of yours. Somethings bothering you."

Margaret sighed. She wasn't sure if she really wanted to tell her or not. How do you say "I think I like you and my boyfriend is catching on" without saying... that.

"Apparently I'm spending too much time with you and becoming you? I don't really know I guess that's just what others are worrying about. But should I really care?"

"Does it bother you? What they think? Or do you agree and that's what's bothering you?"

"I wish I knew. I'm really happy. The happiest I've been in a while. Don't I deserve to be happy? I just want things to stop being so complicated."

Margaret turned back around in Charlotte's arms, not able to handle looking into her eyes any longer. They returned to their silence, both of them having something to say but not knowing how to say it. Eventually, Margaret fell asleep. With her incapacitated, Charlotte could say what was on her mind.

"I like you more than I should, and I'm scared to hurt you."

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My heart hurt writing this chapter cuz I wanted to do more but I needed to stop before I dug myself into yet ANOTHER hole in this story. I cant tell you how many times I put the wrong day and I fucked up the whole timeline, or how many times I wrote a little too much on a situation, and now it makes future conversations weird as heck.

ALSO how did we feel about that straddling hmmmm? God, I need a girlfriend.

You know how it be. Gimme those:

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