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Charlotte's house, Saturday 19th, 2009...
10:30 am...
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BE-
SMACK!
Charlotte woke up early that morning. After setting her alarm the previous night, she woke up ready for the day.
She went to the bathroom- took a bath, washed her hair, body, and tail- evaporated the water from the tub and her tail, did her morning ritual (minus the face wash) and went back to her bedroom.
In her closet, Charlotte picked out and put on a pair of red, khaki shorts, a yellow, short-sleeve shirt, and a pair of boots. It may have not been the weather for boots, but if she was going near the beach and wanted to avoid touching the water than it was necessary. Afterward, she put her hair in a messy braid and noticed her guitar in the corner of her room.
She didn't know why she wanted to bring the instrument, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that she should. So, she put the guitar in the case and carried it with her as she went downstairs.
When she got downstairs, she found Thomas and her mother in the dining room. Thomas was eating scraps for breakfast and her mom had finished the last of the pancakes she was making.
"Morning sweetie. You hungry?" Annette asked, addressing the platter of pancakes she placed on the counter before taking a few off. Charlotte got a good look at the breakfast and felt her mouth start to water. Immediately, she grabbed a plate and took at least 6 pancakes off the platter.
Turns out, having a tail can make anyone work up an appetite.
As she sat down at the table and started to eat - no, devour - her breakfast, Annette watcher her with an amused look on her face.
"In all my years of knowing you, I have never seen you eat that much," Annette said.
Charlotte was on her 3rd by then and took a quick bite before answering.
"Sorry, but I'm hanging out with a few friends and I doubt I'll get anything to eat until later," Charlotte said.
"Really? What are you doing?"
Charlotte shrugged. "Well-
RRRRIIIINNNNGGGG!
Charlotte stopped what she was about to say and pulled out her cell phone to see who it is.
Caller ID: Alaine W.
Charlotte answered the phone and put it to her ear.
"Hey Alaine. How's your morning?" she asked.
"Uh...not well. Listen, can I come over to your house right quick? I, uh, had an incident at my house and all. So can I?" Alaine asked.
Alaine had seen where Charlotte lived a bunch of times due to the two of them riding the bus together, so directions wouldn't be needed.
"Sure," Charlotte said, "what time?"
DING DONG!
Annette got up from her seat and went to answer the front door.
"I'll be there in about ..."
Annette opened the door to see a young black girl with half curly and half madusa-like hair, crusty eyes, a half washed face, and a bunch of clothes with hair irons in hand. She had a phone to her ear.
SWOOSH!
Before Annette could say a word, the girl instantly ran into the house and into the nearest bathroom, almost knocking Annette down in the process.
"...about now," Alaine said, then hanged up.
Hearing the bathroom door slamming, Charlotte rolled her eyes.
The girl was practically halfway there when she called.
After getting herself together and closing the door, Annette came back into the dining room with a confused look on her face.
"Was that Alaine?" she asked. Charlotte nodded.
"Yeah...she's special! She, Thomas, and I were going to meet the other girls that we planned to meet at the mall and after that, go to a greenhouse and the beach next. I wonder what happened at her place to cause her to come over so soon?" Charlotte asked.
"Well, when I saw her, she looked like she spent the night in a tree. Honestly, how old is she?" Annette asked.
"15 or 16 years old," Charlotte estimated.
Annette's eyes widened with surprise. A girl of that age hanging out with her nearly 18-year-old daughter was hardly heard of, especially when Charlotte had to go to college the next year.
A few minutes later, Alaine came into the dining room looking proper this time.
Her hair was now tamed and curled up in braids, her face was now cleaned, rejuvenated, and her teeth looked pearl white. She was wearing a jean jacket, a lime green shirt under it, a long, white skirt, and some sneakers.
She turned to Charlotte.
"Sorry to rush in like that. I was having a bad day and... well you don't want to know!" she said with her energetic self. Then, she turned to Annette and held her hand, which Annette shook firmly.
"Good morning. My name is Alaine Williams. I'm the co-captain of the softball team and I play the sport with Charlotte along with singing the choir together," Alaine said, "also, I would like to apologize for barging into your home like that and I promise that the next time I visit, it won't happen again."
Charlotte used her hand to cover her mouth to stop the laughter that was trying to exit itself out of her.
Alaine planned this.
She had to. The arrival seems, not only perfectly timed, but the apology was way too rehearsed.
And that it took only a matter of minutes for her to get dressed, knowing her, she was probably halfway dressed by the time she called.
But apparently Annette didn't catch it and smiled at Alaine. Clearly her earlier judgment had left her system.
"Oh, so your one of Charlotte's little friends from school. Well, you can call me Annette if you'd like. is too formal and I'm not married anyway," Annette said, "so would you like something to eat. The pancakes are still warm."
Alaine nodded and went to grab a plate. She then sat next to Charlotte with a smile on her face.
RING! RING! RING! RING!
Annette's head perked up as she realized that it was her phone that was ringing. She excused herself from the two teens and left the room.
When they were sure she was out of hearing distance, both girls started laughing up a storm.
"D-did y-you h-h-have to p-plan that w-whole thing o-out? That was s-so p-practiced!" Charlotte cracked up between laughs. She was laughing so gard that her sides hurt.
Alaine was laughing hard too, but she somehow managed to nod her head. After a few minutes, the laughter died down and the two were now breathing heavily.
After gasping for a breath, Alaine said "Sorry if I had to fool your mom. But I wanted to:
1. Make an entrance.
and 2. Got to give you some good news and some bad news.
The bad news: We can't go to the greenhouse. Apparently, Miranda, you know, the girl from the choir? Well, she was the one who told us about the place at all. But she forgot to tell us the place closed down and moved. So, change of plans."
Charlotte was filled with relief on the inside. She now didn't have to worry about the girls getting too playful and accidentally spray water on her.
"The good news," Alaine continued, "is that instead of just meeting at the mall, we all decided to spend our 'greenhouse time' there instead."
Charlotte groaned inwardly. She rarely liked shopping at all. So, no doubt she'll have to get something now.
"Really? Do we have to spend the entire time there?" Charlotte whined. She rarely did that.
Alaine looked at her in surprise.
"What? You don't like shopping?" she asked.
Charlotte nodded. Alaine pondered on this for a second and then came up with a solution.
"How about this: You can come with us and do a little window shopping, try on a few things, and maybe if you change your mind, you can buy a few things. Does that sound like a good compromise?" Alaine asked.
Charlotte thought about this and figured it would be a good idea. She would only look around and, possibly by Alaine's persuasion, try on a few things, but not buy anything except for if she got hungry.
"Alright. Sounds like a plan, but do you mind if I bring Thomas and my guitar with me? Thomas will follow me around regardless, one way or another. As for the guitar, well...I just want to," she said.
Alaine nodded and couldn't stop herself from smiling. Now it was time to spill her surprise.
"Well, since I heard you mention the beach, I have good news for you," Alaine said, giving her best smile.
Oh boy, what was she on to? Charlotte thought.
"Really? What is it?" Charlotte asked as she grabbed a glass of orange juice and started to drink from it.
Surprise.
"We're staying overnight at the beach! SLUMBER BEACH PARTYYYYYYYY!" Alaine sung in excitement.
In response, Charlotte accidentally did a spit tank with the orange juice she was drinking...and all went all over Alaine's face unfortunately.
"WHAT?!"
As disgusting as it was, Charlotte was thankful that Alaine forgave her for her "accident". Alaine, now in one of Charlotte's shirts, also apologized for springing the news on her like that.
Now, Charlotte had to pack a bag filled with extra clothes, a bottle of sunscreen, a flashlight, a beach towel, her journal, a flashlight, a canteen filled with lemonade, some snacks, her wallet, her cell phone, and a bag of dog food for Thomas.
After putting on the bag, grabbing her guitar case, and putting Thomas's leash on, the two girls went outside.
It surprised Charlotte to see not one - but two bikes in the driveway. The green one was obviously Alaine's, but there was a red one as well and they both and baskets on the back of them.
Charlotte's eyes widened when she spotted two sleeping bags in Alaine's basket.
"Really? You were that prepared that you brought an extra sleeping bag with you? I have no problem sleeping on a beach towel you know," Charlotte said with an eyebrow raised.
Alaine nodded. "If you thought I was going to let you get away with that, then you are VERY mistaken!"
Charlotte sighed in disbelief. She was really starting to hate surprises.
Charlotte placed her guitar case and her bag in the basket and tied Thomas to the front of the bike.
"So, if you don't mind me asking: Do you know how to ride a bike?" Alaine asked.
Charlotte looked at her and shrugged.
"It's been a while, but I still do. So, you ready?"
Alaine smiled. "Ready."
After putting on their helmets and pads (another courtesy of Alaine), both girls hopped on the bikes and rode off.
Meanwhile...
At the Cove residence...underground pool/cave...
Laguna was pacing back and forth in the cave as she and Karen were waiting for Charlotte. She was pulling her hair then straightening it, rubbing her hands down her dress in a nervous matter, and if you looked closely, you could tell that her eyes were twitching slightly.
To Karen, she looked like a half-decent Medusa.
In fact, Charlotte should have been there an hour ago and still hadn't shown up. This had Laguna worried deeply.
At the moment, Karen was sitting in the cave with Laguna. She was sitting in the sitting area, rubbing her stomach, while Laguna was pacing back and forth.
"This isn't normal Karen! She should have been here an hour ago! What's taking so long?" Laguna said, "What if she's being controlled by Marana, or worse, she's dead and it could be only a matter of hours until she's found!?"
Karen, who had a good idea what really happened to the girl, smiled to herself and asked "What if she's just out with a few friends?"
Laguna looked at her and scoffed.
"She doesn't have time for friends! She should be here, training, not gallivanting around!"
Then, taking a breath, Laguna explained.
"You of all people should know that Charlotte is capable of doing anything disasterous. If Marana catches her off guard and controls her, she will make her do whatever she wants. And, trust me, dear, I've been searching the books to at least find ...something that could at least numb the effects of Marana possessing her!"
"Well, maybe you should start looking through the books Zellie gave you. I mean, this you and this family maybe mostly centered around merpeople, but there are more than we know. Perhaps, you should look in on it."
Laguna dismissed that idea. She may be an immortal mermaid, but that didn't mean that she was going to use magic from another supernatural being! That was like playing with a dangerous toy made for something else that was more dangerous!
Laguna looked at her daughter and then noticed something was off. Karen wasn't usually this quiet, but then she looked at her hands and gasped.
Karen was playing with her thumbs.
To an ordinary land dweller, this was nothing but a false habit when they are bored. But in the Mermaidian family, that was a sign for when someone had a secret.
And apparently, Karen was keeping one.
"What do you know?" Laguna asked Karen suspiciously. Karen looked at her.
"What do you mean, Mother? I don't know anything," she said.
Laguna gave her a pointed look.
"Then why are you playing with your thumbs?"
Karen quickly looked down at her hands and stopped.
"I don't know. I'm just waiting for Charlotte, just like you," she said.
Suddenly, Laguna turned to the pool and raised her hand up. A pillar of water rose from the pull and expanded as she moved the water over to Karen.
"What are you doing?" Karen asked as she started to panic. She knew EXACTLY what was about to happen.
Before she could get out the chair, Laguna made the water to make some type of cocoon around Karen. And with a straight palm, Laguna froze the water, causing the water to solid into ice and freeze Karen's whole body to the chair, except for her head and neck.
"MOTHER!" Karen screeched. She hated this punishment for years and the fact that Laguna did this to her while she is pregnant was flabbergasted.
"A hundred years and I still got it. Now listen to me Karen, and listen good. You are going to tell me where Charlotte is or so help me, I will have Jonathan come and put you in the pool and we all could wait hours for the ice to thaw.
Now what will it be?" Laguna asked menacingly.
Karen gulped. Her mother was NOT crazy and this used to happen when someone in the family lies to her. Karen called this the Ice Cocoon, an original punishment made for this family. She knew her mother didn't mean harm to her grandchild, but this was something Karen knew she had to do.
"Then get him," Karen simply said.
Charlotte's POV
To be honest, I only rode a bike two times in my life.
The first time was when I was a little girl, before my dad and my grandmother died.
The second time was for a fundraiser my mom did in Atlanta. She had managed to gather a bunch of people to ride around the city on their bikes to raise money for breast cancer or something. I had volunteered and rode with her. By the end of the day, both our legs were stiff and our feet were hurting. But it was worth it.
But the ride to the mall was actually nice, even after we managed to get out of my neighborhood. The sun was shining as I felt the wind blowing through my face, the birds chirping, the sound of the cars passing by. Thomas stopped running the same time I had to hit the brakes.
Smart dog.
But the time was nearly 11:10 am, so of course me, Alaine, and Thomas had to stick by the sidewalks and bike paths
I think it took us 10 minutes or so until we got to the mall. When we got to the entrance, we got off our bikes and parked them in the bicycle stand.
"Hey look! The others are here!" Alaine said as she pointed to a bunch of multi-colored bikes that were parked ahead of us.
The other girls were probably inside waiting for us.
I untied Thomas's leash from the front of the bike and tied him to the metal bar. I made sure to make his leash longer if someone tried to steal our bikes.
"Be good okay and don't do anything that's going to get you taken away, besides guarding our bikes. Okay?" Charlotte said to him.
WOOF!
"No, you can't go chasing other dogs while you're at it. Not even attractive, female ones."
Thomas let out something between a low growl and a whine.
I rolled my eyes. Then, I heard Alaine laughing from behind me. I turned around and gave her a look.
"What? I just so happen to find it highly amusing that you and Thomas can actually hold a conversation," Alaine said while smiling and wriggling her eyebrows.
Charlotte snorted. "Shut up."
Alaine laughed.
After making sure that Thomas was safely secured, I got up and linked arms with Alaine as we walked into the mall.
But I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched.
Though the mall was crowded and busy today, it didn't take long for us to find our group. We found them at the center of the mall, sitting on the benches as they were talking among themselves.
By the looks of it, at least 8 girls, plus me and Alaine, came. I saw Dominique Kane, who thankfully forgave me for the accident in tryout, Samantha Rhodes, a pretty girl with sunny-blonde hair and a nice smile, and a bunch of other girls I knew from Choir and the softball team.
However, I was surprised to see a guy talking to Dominique. He wasn't as tan as her, but they looked alike. Probably her brother maybe?
Alaine made our presence known. Rather loudly.
"WE'RE HERE! Alaine yelled in a sing-song tone. It hurt my ears by how loud she was. We unlinked our arms as we got swarmed by the group.
"It's about time you got here!"
"You almost had us worried there."
"I see you brought Charlotte along," someone said dryly.
This got my attention. I looked to who said it, a girl named Ria, then to Alaine, who just looked sheepish. The group went silent.
I raised an eyebrow at her.
"Alaine, what does she mean by that?" I asked her.
I saw her fumbling with her fingers while she started to ramble with her words.
Well, it's actually a long story, you see. Today. there were supposed to be more girls and you know how...picky girls can be about other girls and all. And then, you remember Willow and Tessa, right? Well, they wanted to come and I was trying to be nice about it and told them who was coming and...and..." Alaine started to tail off and Dominique took the pleasure of explaining.
"In other words, Charlotte, Willow and Tessa were pissed off that Alaine invited you and practically demanded that you couldn't come. There was on overall HUGE fight which led to Alaine deciding to, if anyone didn't want you with us, they couldn't come at all. And it didn't help that most of the girls that Alaine did invite were also loyal minions to Will and Tess, so they had to not come.
And as you can see, Alaine clearly chose you. And don't worry about Ria. Her sister wanted to come but since she was one of the girls that didn't want you to come, she had to stay at home," Dominique said, "besides, the rest of us are actually happy to see you."
My eyes widened. I had a feeling that Alaine's ex-friends would start trouble, but the fact they would do something like that shocked me.
"Yeah, besides the girls that didn't come would have annoyed my sister to death, and that's Alaine's job!" someone said as they squeezed from behind Dominique. It was the guy she was talking to earlier.
He was wearing a casual t-shirt and jeans, but I saw that he was wearing dress shoes instead of sneakers. Interesting fashion choice.
"Damon. Damon Kane. I'm Minnie's older brother," he said, extending his hand to me. I shook it.
"Charlotte Watsford," I said, "it's a pleasure to meet you."
He winked at me and I smiled, but didn't blush. You can thank Riley for that.
"Well it's not for us," two voices said from behind me. I turned around and saw that it was Dominique and Alaine. And they looked irritated.
Dominique came up first.
"First of all, don't call me Minnie," she said. Then, she jerked Damon back by pulling the back of his collar and pulled him down so that his head was near her mouth as she as she whispered something into his ear.
I noticed that he lost a bit of his coloring.
"Don't worry about him," Dominique said as she let her brother go, "he's only going to follow us around since my mom's scared that I'm going to get kidnapped. As for my brother's flirting, ignore it. He always go for ones that are out of his virgin league."
This resulted in Damon grabbing her head and putting it under his arm as he ruffled her head. She screamed at him to get off.
"Ignore them, they love to flaunt their 'affection' for each other," Alaine said to me. Then, she turned to the girls.
"So, you girls ready to have some fun?"
There was a loud cheer from them and Dominique, who managed to get out of her brother's grasp and muttered something about "stinking armpits".
I smiled. Maybe this day will work out after all.
3rd POV
The first shop was actually a store for swimwear.
H2O swimwear and Company.
They sold everything from men's and women's swimsuits and swim-trunks. They also sold swimming gear, floats, and other stuff. You name it, they had it!
Why oh why did the girls choose to come to this type of store first, Charlotte didn't know.
As they walked into the store, Charlotte asked Alaine "Why are we going here?"
Alaine smiled and said "Well, since we're all going to the beach, we all wants to get extra stuff to dress for the part."
"So, some of the girls didn't bring swimsuits?"
Alaine looked at her, deadpanned.
"Yep, unfortunately."
The inside of the store was ocean themed. The walls were white with sea-blue waves. The floor, the shelves, and the tables were covered in white sand, seashells, and other beach-like things. The shelves were white with blue pebbles and there was a big display table was in the center of the store with a bunch of neatly stacked jewelry boxes with equatic - themed pendants in them.
Charlotte noticed Alaine and two other girls go to the table and followed them.
Alaine picked up a jewelry box with a dolphin pendant in it and showed it to her.
"Oooh, I like this one! Dolphins are so cute and playful! I wonder what wild dolphins are like for real? Don't you think?" Alaine asked, then she saw the look on her friend's face, "Char?"
Charlotte tensed as she remembered what happened in Australia.
Flashback...
She had wanted to face her fear of dolphins, so she had went to the water park and went into the dolphin enclosure alone. She had tried playing with the Ronnie the dolphin, but he splashed water on her, which resulted in her having to jump into the water with him to avoid being seen in her mermaid form at the time.
That wasn't her best idea.
Charlotte will admit that she started to freak out and accidentally used her heat powers on Ronnie.
Thankfully, Lewis and Cleo got her out of the water and Ronnie wasn't harmed...badly. But, unfortunately, her pride got the best of her and she ended up yelling at Cleo, telling her that she didn't need her help.
Charlotte had left that experience TERRIFIED of dolphins ever since.
Flashback ends...
"CHARLOTTE!"
Charlotte snapped back into reality and saw Alaine looking at her with a worried look.
"Girl, are you okay?" she asked, "you look like you had just seen a ghost or something."
Charlotte shrugged off her horrific memory and put on a fake smile.
"I'm fine. I think some wild dolphins are playful, but you probably won't know any time soon."
Charlotte looked away from Alaine and started looking at other pendants.
Alaine looked at her in suspicion.
As Charlotte looked around the table, she spotted something in the far back. She reached for it and pulled it out.
In her hand was 2 pendants. The first was a silver starfish and the second was a silver fish-hook.
The two instantly reminded her of Karen and Laguna. Karen was like a starfish, big and had a nice form while doing her job quietly. The fish-hook was a little joke for Laguna.
"I think I'll buy these two. They're for my bosses," Charlotte said.
Alaine looked at the pendants and raised her eyebrows.
"Really? You think buying jewelry for them is going to get you a raise?Let me guess: the starfish shows that she's a prima donna and the fish-hook shows that she's a pain in the ass?"
Despite that she was talking about her mermaid teachers, Charlotte chuckled.
"Trust me, my boss isn't so bad. A pain in the ass, no. Stubborn, yes. And the starfish is for her daughter. She works at the café as a cashier and she's having a baby. I'm hoping they'll accept these as an apology for me skipping work today," Charlotte lied.
Well, it was a half lie. While she told Alaine she would have had to work today, Charlotte was really missing her mermaid lesson.
But Alaine seemed to buy it.
"Alright, but it's still bribing," she said. Then, Alaine's eyes widened at the women's swimsuits.
"Come on, I'll bet you'll find something over there!" she exclaimed.
"Alaine, I already told you. I'm not shopping. This, " Charlotte gestured to the pendants, "is a one-time thing."
With that, Charlotte walked away and went to the cashier.
It was an older woman with brown hair and green eyes.
"Excuse me, but I would like to buy these two pendants," Charlotte said as she placed the jewelry on the counter.
The woman smiled at her. "Well, it's your lucky day. We have a special."
The cashier scanned the pendants and put them in a bag.
"That'll be $3.62. Is that all?"
Charlotte shook her head as she pulled out her wallet and took out $4. She gave it to the woman and received her receipt, along with the pendants, in the store bag.
"Have a nice day."
"You too," Charlotte said.
As she turned around, she saw Alaine coming towards her with a smirk on her face.
What Charlotte saw in her hand horrified her.
"No no no no no no no no no no...NO!" Charlotte exclaimed.
"I can't believe your making me do this!" Charlotte exclaimed from the inside of the dressing room.
On the outside, Alaine and the other girls were waiting for Charlotte to show off her swimsuit.
"Oh, stop being such a Drama Queen! I'm sure you have a nice figure," Alaine said, "and besides, it's not like you're wearing a bikini. Oh no, those are not your style!"
"Yeah, come out already," Dominique said.
Hearing a huff, Alaine couldn't help but raise her camera phone up as Charlotte came out of the dressing room.
Charlotte was in a lime-green swimsuit with a large chunk taken out of the side. The suit fit her curves nicely, but her exposed chest made her uncomfortable.
"Well?" Charlotte asked as she tried to cover herself.
The first person to speak was Damon.
"Wow! You look hot!" he said. This caused Charlotte to hide her face and his sister to slap him on the back of his head.
"Dude, that's enough! Stop hitting on her!" Dominique scolded, then she turned to Charlotte. "I think you look great."
Alaine snapped a picture and said "Great! Now I can say that you are absolutely sexy in a shark-bite swimsuit!"
By now, Charlotte had to be as red as a tomato.
"Alright, alright, I get it. I'm good looking in a suit that's not my style! Now, can I please take this off? I feel so...naked," Charlotte said as a shiver went down her back.
"Alright, but Alaine will send us the pictures," Samantha said, causing Charlotte to groan as she went back into the dressing room to change.
After leaving H2O, everyone went to other stores like Victoria Secrets (Damon wasn't allowed in there), Claire's Boutique, Avalon, and a few other stores.
Charlotte was, for the first time in a while, truly happy. She never really had friends and even if she tried, it always backfired. But to actually be socializing, goofing off, having fun with people who actually like her was like leaving Amish land to live like a regular person. It was relieving.
Alaine always tried to include her in everything and somehow managed to get her to try on more than one outfit in every store they entered. Damon made sure to make flirty comments on whatever she wore, which resulted in his sister constantly hitting , the other girls would start to have heated debates and Charlotte, surprisingly, would always be a part of it.
By 12:30 pm, it was time for lunch. Everyone started to head to the food court to grab something to eat. All the girls (with the exception of Damon) had at least 2 bags in their hand from most of the stores they went to, except for Charlotte.
She was just so happy to grab something to eat. Alaine probably had at least 100 pictures of her in different outfits from different stores. It was exactly like softball practice: draining.
"Come on! Just one more picture?" Alaine begged.
"No, Alaine. I think Charlotte's had enough of playing a very one-sided game of dress up," Damon said. The other girls laughed.
Charlotte tried to smile but she couldn't. Wherever the group went, she couldn't help but think she was being watched. At first, she thought it might have been Damon, but he proved not to be perverted.
"Yeah, he's right. All I had to eat today was breakfast and I'm starving!" Charlotte exclaimed. Everyone agreed.
They all walked outside to the food court and immediately spread out to different food vendors and stands.
Grrrrrr...
Charlotte blushed to herself, embarrassed by how hungry she was. She looked around and spotted a Veggieland food stand.
She licked her lips.
As she made her way over, she felt a strange sense of déjà vu overcoming her. She looked around to see if anyone was watching her, but she saw no one.
Sighing, she went to the stand.
"I'd like some curly carrot fries, a can of lemonade, and a veggie sandwich," Charlotte said.
"Is that all?" the cashier asked.
Charlotte nodded.
"Alright, that'll be $4.56."
She grabbed her wallet and pulled out a $5 dollar bill. She was about hand it to him when a hand stopped her.
"Sorry, but my girlfriend's already had something to eat, haven't you?" a voice asked from behind her.
Charlotte froze. She knew that voice anywhere.
She turned around slowly and her brown eyes met a bluish-purple color.
Jason.
That's the end of Part 1 and give special thanks to Return to Neverland, who help build this story with me so far and check out her story, "The Secret lies with Charlotte".
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