Charlie. Charlie. Charlie.
What am I thinking?
I go into my room and lie down on my bed.
It still smells the same.
I need to get out of this house as soon as possible. I hate seeing my mom the way she is now.
But I can’t.
Charlie.
I loved him.
I used to love him.
Things took a turn.
I know he was left alone. I was the lucky one to have him but I am not lucky enough to stay longer with him.
That day at the party. I remember him.
I was new here, but I already had a lot of friends.
Most people don’t but I had them.
People here thought I was some amazing girl with extraordinary capabilities.
All eyes were on me when I entered the school.
I always loved that attention people gave me. Not just for pride. I just loved that vibe around me.
When I went to that party, my life changed.
I was still a freshmen.
I went to the party with Ken. She was my best friend. I couldn’t stand the thought of her getting bullied. So, I helped her.
When, I entered the party, I felt like I was in a different zone.
Then, Charlie came. Called me.
God. He was so beautiful.
He pulled me aside and it was so awkward. At least for me.
He kept talking about how amazing it was to stand up for Kendal. And then suddenly he asked me out on a date.
If I had the time. I would have said him a good bye.