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Claire was in her bedroom reading, when she heard a tapping sound at her window. She thought it was just her imagination, so she turned back to her book. There it was again! She jumped off of her bed and looked out of her window. She saw something out there. She smiled and opened up the window. "Charlie! You're gonna get killed if my dad finds you!" she said, her blue eyes bright with excitement and her blonde hair falling in front of her face.
"He's here?" the blonde-haired, blue-eyed English boy asked.
"Yes. He's here for the next month! You better go before he hears you and kicks you out!"
"What is that?" a deep voice asked, coming from downstairs.
"Quick! Climb the wall! He won't check the wall!" Claire said, laughing as Charlie scrambled for the wall. The door downstaurs opened and a shaft of light hit the frass. A silver-haired man walked out and looked around. He saw movement over at the wall. He made his way over. Charlie looked behind him and saw Claire's father right behind him. He looked up at Claire, fear filling his eyes. Claire laughed.
"Hey you! Come back down here!" Christian yelled. Charlie made his way back down. When he reached the ground, Christian pulled Charlie inside by the hood of his sweatshirt. "Claire! Get down here!"
"Claire opened the door to her room and made her way downstairs. "Yes?"
"Who is this and why is he sneaking up my wall?"
"Um, that's Charlie. I met him at school. He came to ask me about schoolwork, but didn't want to scare you by coming inside." Claire said, trying to get Charlie out of trouble.
"All right. Charlie, Claire. Come with me!" Christian dragged Charlie back out and Claire followed. "Now, if I ever catch you sneaking into my house trying to see my daughter again. I will call the police on you!" Christian threw Charlie on the ground.
"Dad! Stop!" Claire yelled.
"Stay away from my daughter!" Christian said as Charlie scrambled up off the ground. Claire stared after Charlie, Christian's hand gripping her wrist. He pulled her inside and told her to go up to her room. Claire ran up the steps, threw herself on her bed and cried. She wondered if she was ever going to see Charlie again.
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I know it isn't very good, put please R&R!!!