Perfect as is

Perfect as is

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Every high school has it's cliques. There are the jocks, the goth kids, the nerds, the video gamers, the outcasts, and the cheerleaders. Every person fits in one group, right? Wrong. My name is Charlie. Charlotte Renee Johnson, and I don't fit in any. I'm not a jock, or a cheerleader, or an outcast. I'm none of them. I'm the average American teenager. I have bestfriend, who always has my back, and an obnoxious older brother who goes out of his way, just to annoy me. And like every other teenage girl, I have a crush. Like me, he doesn't fit in any of the categories, and doesn't seem to care. He's nice and smiles and always seems to have something interesting to say. We have woodshop and a lot of other classes together, and I see him all the time. Sounds great, right? Wrong again. I may notice him, but he doesn't seem to know that I exist. That is until our worlds collided. All it took was a shoelace for me to learn that my life was perfect as is.
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My Teddy

The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}

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