Charlie and René

AN/ Why doesn't any one ever write about Charlie and René?

Disclaimer: No!!!! I don't own it! Why do you think I'm in therapy???

Charlie's POV

My stupid locker just WOULDN'T open!!! I finally got it to open after 5 minutes of banging and kicking it, just in time for the bell to ring. 'Why me?' I wondered.

I started to run to class. I reached the evil that is biology and got to my seat. It was then that I realized that I had forgotten my notebook. I looked at the clock to figure out how much time I had left. It was only 8:00. Class didn't start for 10 more minutes!

Stupid locker. It stressed me out so I was early. At least I would have time to get my notebook.

I went to my locker and was on my way back to class when my clumsiness decided it was time to intervene. I tripped running smack into someone. Cursing under my breath, I got up and apologized, helping the girl up.

That's when it hit me. The full force of her light blue round eyes. She had short brown hair, and was only about 5'4. I stood there gawking like an idiot at the beautiful angle in front of me.

"Its okay that happens a lot to me." She said with a smile. I realized that I had been staring openly. I quickly snapped my mouth shut and in came one of my famous blushes.

"I'm Charlie." I told her. I have no idea why! This angle couldn't possibly care what MY name was.

"René." She answered, offering her hand. As soon as our hands touched it was as if time stood still. It was broken by the bell. BRINNNNNGG!! It rang again and again.

She was about to leave, but I wasn't sure if I would see her again if I didn't take evasive action.

"Uh, WAIT René!" I shouted. She turned and I finished my question "what are you doing this Friday?" she blushed and walked back hurriedly.

"Nothing why?" she asked.

"Um, I was wondering if you wanted to get something to eat??" I asked blushing like a crazy person. She smiled a smile to melt ice.

"Id love to." She said then the bell rang again and we both hurried off to class. I realized as I waved to her in the hallway, this was the girl I loved.

AN/ yep, my version of how that happened. Tell me if you saw anything that could have led to Bella's name. And I might send you a cookie!!