Charlie's Short Story: Scarlett Vs.

Tom’s blush deepened, and throwing caution to the wind, he gave a coy shake of his head. “That’s not what I meant. I thought… well, I dunno… I thought maybe this time I could… you know… suck you.”

14.Charlie’s saw that everyone at school was wearing their new Christmas clothes, so what did he wear?

“Well, good- that’ll be less work for the both of us,” she grinned. Her heart was still beating fast, but at least it wasn’t pounding in her ears any longer.

“Yeah, but you need to make sure that you’re ready no matter what,” Kara replied.

“Normally a couple of weeks, but if you pay extra, it would only take three days.”

Fear strikes in his eyes, but he seems more courageous than in the fifty years he has existed. Charlie always looked paranoid, like he was waiting for something terrible to happen. Charlie spent his days attempting to become the man he always desired to be. He wanted to be brave, he wanted to be strong, but he never saw himself as these traits. Everyone in town was aware that Charlie and Beau had constant feuds, but it was unexpected that Beau was found dead and covered in blood.

Her legs were long, lean, and tan. Her blue shorts were loose, unlike her shirt. It was pitch black; showing all her curves and her flat toned stomach, but sadly it didn't show anything more than her neck and hands. Her dark brown hair was pulled in a high, messy ponytail. A strand of hair had fallen out and was on her full pink lips a split second before she unconsciously brushed it away. I took a moment before I finally looked her into her brown eyes. They weren't the brightest but by far the most captivating as she too studied me.

Once the alarm went off, both girls groaned wanting to sleep for another hour. Unfortunately, dinner with the Hollis' was happening very shortly. Both girls got out of their bed and walked over to the bathroom to freshen up. Carmilla washed her face as Laura brushed her teeth, vice versa. Once they we're woken up, Carmilla walked over to her dresser while Laura walked over to her closet. Laura pulled out a lovely form fitting black dress that showed off her neck and her toned arms. Carmilla slid into her infamous leather pants, threw on a black tank, and topped it with a black blazer with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. "Hey Laura, can you pass me my red heels?"

(Knock Knock) “Are you awake in there Scarlett” Mother called out from behind the door. “Yes Mother!” I told her. I hunted for the perfect outfit for the

“I really don’t know but I do know that I’m really scared right now.” I said in a shaky voice.

Logan hadn’t noticed. Looking back now, he was mildly embarrassed he hadn’t seen it coming. Ever since summer vacation ended, Eliza had been acting different. She seemed happier, and had the air that she knew something everybody else didn’t. Not in a snobby, “I know something you don’t know and now I’m going to rub it in your face” kind of superiority. It was entrancing, like if you got close enough to her, you would know it to.

“C’mon, you know nothing’s gonna happen. And it’s really not THAT long if you think about it,” he said.

“Well it’s not the answer anyone expects, I guess,” Charlie chuckled and pulled Scarlett against him.

He chuckled, something she noticed he always did around her. Aidan thought she was adorable from her rapping in the mirror to her hiding behind a couch pillow.

He had dark hair, which was slicked back, exposing his forehead. He rolled a piece of paper in his fingers – about the size of a chewing gum wrapper. He wore eyeliner; just a little, drawing you to look into his eyes. Oh, his eyes. They were darker than his hair, but not quite black. I stared at them a little while longer. It was something about them which made them look as if he was looking at me. He wouldn’t look at me though. I’m plain Jane, or I might as well be, with my hair the colour you are never sure is blonde or brown, and my eyes, a blue grey. I blinked. He was stood in front of me, his hand hesitantly rubbing my forearm.