"Yo, little bro!" Charlotte said, ruffling Johnny's hair as she walked into the kitchen in her Pyjamas (which were actually only a pair of shorts and a crop top). He didn't looked pleased at her actions as he stuck his tongue out at her. "Johnny... Why's ya hair messy?!" she laughed as grabbed a piecr of toast off her dad's plate. Mick spun round and gave his daughter a death stare. She smiled cheekily at him. Charlotte sat on the kitchen worktop, whilst Mick slumped in the chair next to Johnny. Mick had left some bread on the side, signalling for Linda to toast it when she finally awoke. And as if one cue, Linda walked through the kitchen door. She immediately rushed around the kitchen making toast. Charlotte just nicked slices as her mum made them. After some time, Linda threw two plates in front of Mick and Johnny with a loud sigh.

"L! This is jam... The boy hasn't eaten jam since he were five!" Mick said staring at his sons plate.

"It's my house. He'll eat what he's given!" Linda snapped

Johnny sighed. He pondered about what to do.. So he grabbed his jacket and walked out of the room, and out of The Vic. Linda looked at Charlotte, indicating for her to leave...

"I'll go... And... I dunno, i'll just go!" She stuttered. She grabbed a piece of toast, kissed her mum on the head and left the room.

"What was that for?!" she heard her dad yell as she walked down the stairs. She walked straight out the door, grabbing her jacket on her way.

"You forgot to change!" Peter Beale joked as he saw the new girl walk out the Vic. He walked along side her "You're Shirley's niece right? I'm Peter... Beale that is..."

"I don't really care!" Charlotte moaned

"Nice to meet you to!"

"You're still following me!" Charlotte pointed out

"Wow! You really are related to Shirley! You didn't tell me your name?"

"Charlotte... It's Charlotte Carter! Why do you care?"

"I live here... We're going to have to say hello at some point!"

"Hello... There I said it! Now leave me alone... You're still here..."

"I'm not going... You're in a bad mood! It doesn't mean you definitely are grumpy!"

Charlotte rolled her eyes! She carried on walking as Peter followed with his hands in his pockets. Chatting every now and then. Charlotte made her way to the the park and slumped down on the swing, Peter sat down next to her...

"Somethings up?! Am I right?" Peter looked at Charlotte. She didn't answer, she just kicked a few stones with her feet. Her converse became dusty with the sand from underneath the rocks. Every now and then, she looked up at the people walking, but she never said a word. She was so quiet, Peter could hear her breathing... He realised that she wanted to be alone, so he got up and started to walk away...

"Stay... Please!" Charlotte pleaded as he reached the gate. He spun round and leant on the fence. He pondered whether to not, but he finally decided to slowly walk back. When he reached the swings, he placed his head on the post and stared at Charlotte. She looked up at him. "You go out with Lola Pearce right? Billy Mitchell's granddaughter?"

"Yeah!" Peter smiled "Are you... Ya know... With anyone?"

"I was... Until my stupid parents made me move to Walford!" she kicked a stone so hard that it flew to the other side of the park. Charlotte put her head back and briefly closed her eyes, then she grumpily sat upright, watching everyone as they passed.

"It's not... That bad!" Peter said. Charlotte glared at him, confused "Okay... Maybe it is a bit of a shit tip but who cares?"

Charlotte giggled half heartedly as Peter sat down again on the swing adjacent to her. It made a slight creaking sound as he sat down. Charlotte carefully pushed herself on the swing, making it rock back and fourth.

"Whatevers wrong... It'll get better... I just know!" he said sympathetically

"What?!" Charlotte raised her head to look at him "So You're saying I'll go home and my friends will all be stood there. My brother will be back. Johnny and mum won't be yelling at each other anymore... And as if by magic, my little brother will be straight... Not gay!"

"Sorry... I didn't know!"

"It's okay... I appreciate it really... No one else seems to want to listen, and I know I ramble on!"

Peter smirked.

"May I ask how old you are?" Peter asked

"I'm 23... 24 in a few weeks."

"Wow! You Look younger!"

This made Charlotte feel slightly better. "Me and my brother Lee, we're twins, so I won't be doing much celebrating!"

"Why not?"

"He's away in the army!"

Peter suddenly felt really bad for the new girl in the square... It seemed like everything is not going very well in her life.

"Hey!" Charlotte yelled as Peter threw some water from his water bottle at her... "That's mean."

They laughed for a while.

"Peter, come down the Vic tonight... I'll buy you a drink... Well, get given a drink!"

Peter nodded with a smile on his face.

"Do you wanna get a tour of the town?!" Peter laughed

"Go on then... It'll be a laugh!"

And with that, the two friends strode around the square as Peter told Charlotte embarrassing secrets about the villagers of Walford.

That night whilst Charlotte was behind the bar, Peter and his girlfriend Lola walked through the door. Peter smiled at Charlotte who flagged him over. Lola gave Charlotte 'the stare' as she was uncomfortable that her boyfriend and this girl were already so close.

Suddenly, various shouts could be heard from the nosy people in the bar shut up so they could hear what was being said... So technically, everyone shut up. You could hear a pin drop.

"Tracey! Hold the bar!" Charlotte said to another barmaid. Everyone looked at her, wondering what she was going to do. It was obvious that the people who were shouting didn't know that everyone could hear them.

"Excuse me everyone!" Charlotte said walking over to the steps "MUM! JOHNNY! SHUT THE HELL UP!"

The shouting carried on

"I'm so sorry about this... Everyone can have their next drink on the house!" Charlotte said to the vast crowd of people who were listening to every words of the shouts.

Suddenly Johnny ran down the stairs. He walked to his sister

"Mum is doing my nut in!" he whispered in her ear

"Yeah... And everyone can hear you!" She yelled at her brother "Johnny I'm sorry... I'm just stressed out!"

As the shouting had now stopped, everyone in the carried on with their own business. But all of them immediately obtained their free drink. Charlotte went really pale.

"Are you okay?" Peter asked when he saw how she was swaying from side to side.

"Yeah!"

As she walked out of the bar, Peter pulled her close to him so that he could hold her up. As if he let go, she looked like she would collapse in a heap on the ground. Seeing this, Lola gave Peter devil eyes... She was getting jealous.

"I'm just stressed out... It's giving me head ache." At that point, Linda stormed down the stairs and stood as far away as possible from Johnny. Charlotte watched them both move awkwardly, attempting to avoid each other. Peter followed her gaze.

"Come on." he said quietly as he sat her on the seat to the left of him. She put her head on the bar

"Johnny!" she mumbled. Her brother walked over from behind the bar "Speak to mum... Please! You two are making me ill!"

"Why should I talk to her if she can't bear to look at me?" Johnny moaned... Charlotte looked into her brothers eyes. She was fed up of being nice to him

"Because you're gay... Get over it. That's why! It's not gonna kill you to walk over and say you're sorry for yelling at her!" she shouted harshly "She loves you... You love her... She is straight... You are gay! SERIOUSLY! IT DOESN'T MATTER!"

Johnny stood staring at his sister, his mouth slightly open. Then she bashed her head on the surface of the bar, before sitting up straight. Her brother looked like he was about to cry, but Charlotte didn't care. He needed to learn to grow up and deal with it...