Chapter Two
As Charlie slid down his front, with thoughts in his head of whether or not he should chase after Daniel or throw it off because all that really should matter is the love between him and his girlfriend. Shouldn't the girlfriend be more important than a best friend? Before his thoughts could go any further, Charlie felt heard his cell phone ring and quickly ran upstairs his towel falling to the ground. He quickly answered trying to catch his breath, "H-h-h-hello?" He held his chest, Charlie could feel his heart pounding like thunder against a house rooftop during the springtime.
Charlie's foster mother Amy Trainer answers, "Hello sweetheart-wait, are you having sex with someone?" She places her hands on her hips in disbelief and unapproved. Charlie smacks his forehead then lunges for the water on his nightstand and drinks it quickly, "No, no I just had company and they left and I ran up the stairs to answer the phone and…
"Look, I don't care if your screwing yourself over, I just want you to make sure that your safe and that you or anyone else won't give you AIDS."
"But I wasn't having sex-
"If you're done denying your active sex life, I'd like to finish telling you what I called for in the first place."
"Ok. But for the record my girlfriend is in New York and I'm alone at home."
"Anyways… You could tell she didn't want to fight over this particular subject anymore …I'm afraid we have to cancel our dinner plans tonight."
"Did something more important come up?" Anytime Charlie had plans or tried to bond with his foster parents, someone always had to change their plans, he just about had enough of it, but knew these days, not everyone had time to spend or even wanted to be around Charlie. He was always seen as the "odd man out", he even was voted in high as "most likely to never fit in" that is before his bad acne went away and was the quarterback on the football team.