Wow, I have one week till school, and three articles to read, two books to read and a letter to write. I also have to memorize my music for marching band, write ANOTHER letter, remember the drill for band, and lose some weight. So I might not update as much for the next week or two.

NJ is getting hit hard with a storm the size of Europe, so I dunno if I can post this before we get a blackout. I also have to move my xbox and all gaming systems and all electronics upstairs, in case the basement floods.

I also want to write a story Amanda Granger suggested. That's the next oneshot in this story.

Lots to do, lots to do…

oi! Wish me luck!

These are just a series of drabbles. Who do you want the next series to be about? Review. Also, I'm taking request cuz im out of ideas for a bit….

So yeah I'm takin requests….

'Dorkitude'- inspired by a quiz on teennick. com haha…

Charlene's POV…

I closed my eyes, breathing in the warm summer air flowing through my open window. I glanced back at my magazine: Jelena: Real, Or Summer Fling? mirrored on the opposite page by Your Dorkiness Level Quiz. I looked at Willa, who was seated on my carpet, reading Percy Jackson intently. I smirked as she laughed silently at a part of the book. She realized my stare, and glanced up.

"What?" She smiled.

"Here. Look at this." I laughed, and threw her the magazine. It hit her forehead, and she glared at me, before looking down at it.

"Look, Charlie, I've told you a million times. You may not like that Selena 'stole your man', but I don't care."

"No! Not the Justin Beiber thing! Flip it over!"

She did as told, and read the title of the page.

"You want me to take the dork quiz? That's a little insulting."

"My dorkiness level is two. Because I said 'yes' to 'still live in my childhood fantasies….' For obvious reasons…"

"Ah…. Ok….hmm…. Alright! Done! My dorkiness level is….*sigh*…. Twenty. I'm a mega-dork. There."

I smiled at her. She sighed.

"Oh, come on Willa. It was a joke. Dorky isn't bad. And it was just a quiz in a dumb magazine."

"Yeah, but…"

"But what?"

"I'm not… cool, like you are, Charlie.I'm on the bottom of the food chain. I'm just… dorky little Willa, reading a book in the corner over there… stupid little, uncool Willa."

"Hey." I said, cutting her off. "I happen to love that dorky little kid sitting on my carpet reading a book right now. Willa, yeah, you're a dork. But you're awesome like that. You know, it would suck if you were like me. I'm conceded, and… I'm not smart, and I just think like I'm better than people! Willa, you're the best, nicest, coolest person I know."

She looked up at me, with a small smile.

"Really?"

"Nah."

Her head tilted to the side a bit.

"Of course Willa! You know I love you! And yes, you're awesome."

She smiled. "Thanks, Charlie."

"Anytime."

A few seconds went by, her smile still remained stretched across her face. I glanced down at the magazine, and saw some of the questions she had previously answered 'yes' to, to get a 20 on the dork test.

"Nerd."

….

'Getting Over It.'

Willa's POV…

"Willa… I can't watch it anymore."

"You say that everyday, Charlie."

"And you never care." She said, a hint of sadness mixed with anger in her voice.

That was enough to drag me from my thoughts.

"Charlie, I care."

"Well, all you say is 'You say that everyday, Charlie' or…. or… 'It's not his fault', or even 'Just ignore it', I can't ignore it!"

"Charl-"

"No! How would you like it if I went around kissing Philby all day!"

"I wouldn't."

"See! Then why am I supposed to-"

"But I'd get over it."

"Huh?"

"You're my friend, Charlie. If you were happy snogging Philby all day, and he chose to… make out with you all day, alright. You two are my friends, I'd be glad that you're happy. I mean, it would hurt a little, yeah, because you knew I liked him, but… Charlie, Amanda doesn't even know you like Finn. I'm sure if you told her, they'd be a little less…. Lip-locked around you, you know?"

"Really? Cuz if you went around making out with Finn when you knew I liked him, I'd slap you."

I glared at her.

"…Buuuut, I could try it your way. I'll talk to her, I guess…"

I smiled.

"Good."

'Date'

Charlie's POV…

I sat on the couch, listening to my iPod. Outside, it was raining- not quite pouring, but it wasn't just misting, either. I slowly closed my eyes, and tried what Willa taught me to go 'all clear'. I felt my fingers and toes start to tingle, and a familiar warm feeling overtook me. That is, before someone just had to pull me from my thoughts.

BANG!

I sat up quickly, pulling the earbuds out. I was now completely human, not a trace of DHI.

I marched towards the door, threw it opened, and glared. "What do you want?" I asked angrily.

Instead of answering, she pushed past me, threw off her shoes, and plopped her wet self down on my mother's favorite white couch.

"Willa! I was almost all-clear!"

She didn't seem to care. She still had that giddy, dumb-looking grin on her face.

"What!" I yelled, still a bit annoyed.

Her giant grin wavered a bit, before looking up at me pleadingly.

"I need… your… help?"

"Huh?" I asked, confusion now replacing anger.

"Um… Philby…. Just…."

"What did he do? Will I want to smack him, if you tell me what he did?"

"No! No, not at all! Umm… Philby asked me to… go on… a date… with… him…"

My eyes widened, and I smiled.

"FINALLY! The kid actually does have guts! OH, I never thought he'd get the courage to ask you! AHH!" I shrieked, and danced around the room. Then, I ran up to her and pinched her cheeks jokingly. "AWwww…. My little Willa's growing up so fast!"

"Charlie, stop it…. Please…" she mumbled. "I really need your help… Umm… You've been on a lot of dates, right?"

"Well that makes me sound… slutty… But yeah, I guess. Why?"

"I… Umm… don't know what to wear, and… stuff…"

My jaw dropped.

"AAAHHHHH! I never thought I'd live to see the day! You want my advice on clothes! Come on! Come up to my room! I have this dress that would look gorgeous on you!"

"Oh, what did I get myself into?" she mumbled, following me up the stairs.

Well, at least Philby liked it, even though she did almost break her ankle walking down the stairs in those heels…. But she looked pretty!

…..

'Surprise!'

Willa's POV…

"Josh!" I laughed, chasing him around the house. "Come on, give it back!"

"No! Nope, no way!" he teased. "You were texting him, weren't you? Phil-by? Did he say Happy Birthday? All flirty-like and stuff! "

"Josh! No, he didn't!" I chuckled. I jumped on his back and we both fell onto the carpet.

"What a bad boyfriend, he doesn't even remember your birthday!"

Truthfully, no one remembered my birthday, apart from Josh. Well, we all had other worries. It's not that important, I guess. I can't expect them to remember. But I kinda figured at least Charlie would…

"He's not my-"

My phone rang.

"Oooh, is it him again?" he laughed, and looked down at my phone. "Hey, it's Charlie."

I took the phone from him and read the text.

New Msg.: Charlie- hey Willa… U alright?

Hey Char, Why wouldn't I be?

New Msg.: Charlie- OT's at it again. They hurt J. Makin sure ur fine.

They hurt J. Jess!

OMG! Is she OK?

New Msg.: Charlie- Yah shes fine just a sprained wrist… Hey u wanna come over here? It would be safer since were together.

"Josh, can you drive me to Charlie's?"

"Yeah, sure."

Yah im comin.

New Msg.: Charlie- Cool.

We pulled up in front of her house, and I got out quickly, slightly scared of a possible OT encounter. I walked up to her door and pushed through- both of us had agreed that we didn't need to knock at each other's doors.

"Charlie? Hello? I-oof!"

Charlie had run up to me and tackled me into a hug. I landed With a thud on the white carpet, her still hugging me.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

I was immediately overwhelmed with happiness. She hadn't forgotten my birthday! I got up, and realized all the keepers were here. They all hadn't forgotten my birthday!

"G-Guys!"

"Oh, you didn't think we forgot your birthday, did you? That hurts." Jess said, smiling. I noticed her wrist was wrapped up.

"So… no OT's?"

"Nope." Charlie smiled.

"But Jess, your hand…"

"She fell off her bike." Finn explained.

"Scared the crap outta me, too, coming home all bruised and bloody." Amanda muttered. I laughed.

"Thanks. This really means a lot." I smiled.

"Thank Charlie!" Philby laughed. "She's the one who made this all happen! And she baked a cake. So I say let's eat!"

Everyone nodded and cheered. (Charlie was known for baking the world's BEST cakes.)

"Charlie, wait up." I said, as everyone headed into the other room. She turned. "Thanks."

"Hey." She said, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "What're friends for?"

I smiled.

K I'll do more of these when I get more ideas. They're pretty much just drabbles, but I really like writing them. I like writing about friendship! And if you want to see a series of drabbles including two other characters, just put it in the reviews.

once again, i'm taking requests for oneshots as ive said four times already.

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