Chapter Three: Teenage Hormones, Much?

A/N: I'm soooo sorry it took me forever to update! I just had major writer's block, and after awhile, I decided to come back to this story to give it a shot. Thanks to all the reviews I've received. Hopefully I won't take as long to update again next time. Because it's been awhile, I've included a bit of the last chapter.

--Last Chapter--

Charlotte couldn't tell what she looked like, but she knew that she liked the feeling that the grass gave her. In the distance, she heard Danielle tell the others that you got high from pot. Of course, being the intelligent person she was, Charlotte knew this, but she must have forgotten, from her anger at Stacey. Through her haze of being high, Charlotte wondered just how she was going to go home now. The others were starting to become more and more blurry and less recognizable by the minute. She slowly closed her eyes...

Now, the story continues...

Charlotte could make out someone calling her name, although the person sounded miles away.

"Charlotte? Charlotte!" She opened her eyes to the sight of...Stacey. Oh, crap. Charlotte thought. Stacey breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed, and then she rounded on the other four. "Just what the fuck were you guys thinking?!" The blonde screamed at them.

Charlotte cringed. In all her years of knowing her, Stacey McGill had never displayed anger this strong.

"We..we weren't doing anything, Stace. Honest!" Charlotte's voice wavered.

Stacey took one last lingering glance at Charlotte's quartet, and said through clenched teeth, "Char, we are going home. Now."

"But--"

"Now."

Charlotte sighed, defeated, as she struggled to her feet and waved a farewell to her now wasted friends.

Not long later, Charlotte lay in her bed with the feeling of dread blooming in her stomach. She could just imagine what Stacey would tell her parents..."Mr. And Dr. Johanssen, I hate to tell you this, but I discovered your twelve year old daughter doped at the park after I let her go hang out with her friends." There would be stunned looks on her parents' faces...

No, Charlotte thought, Stacey wouldn't do that, wouldn't risk her babysitting reputation, wouldn't destroy their friendship with this disturbing piece of info. But now Charlotte wasn't sure what Stacey would do nowadays. Now, only time could tell what was in store for her future. Charlotte sighed, rubbing her temples. She rose from her warm bed, stepped into her fuzzy slippers and padded cautiously down the stairs to where Stacey sat, looking tired and sad.

"Stace?" Charlotte announced her presence in a soft, tentative voice.

Stacey exhaled and turned around to face. Charlotte slowly. "What would you like, Charlotte?"

Inside Charlotte's small frame, she felt her spirits sink all the way to her toes. Stacey's voice sounded disappointed, laced with fury.

Charlotte mentally prepared herself to speak. "I...I—" Oh, crap, now her voice faltered. "I wanted to...uhm, say that I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Stacey." There. She'd said it.

Stacey had a look of surprise on her face following Charlotte's apology. "Well, Charlotte, I do accept your apology, but, I don't know what I can say for your parents."

Charlotte's eyes widened. "You—you won't tell them, will you? You can't!"

"Charlotte, you know that I have to. As a babysitter, it's my responsibility to let the parents know when one of their...offspring have been caught under the influence."

"I won't do it again! I promise, with all of my heart!" Charlotte begged.

Stacey just shook her head, biting her lip. "I can't believe you'd do such a thing in the first place, Char. I thought you were smarter than that."

Charlotte hung her head for a few seconds, then held it up again. "You know what, Stacey McGill? You're right. I am smarter than that. I'm smart enough to realize that I was stupid and crazy to ever think that we were like sisters. All I ever was to you was just some more cash to pay for your next batch of makeup! It was fun while it lasted. I had a great time, and I hope you have a nice life." With that, Charlotte stomped up the stairs, leaving Stacey shocked, for the second time that night. Teenagers, she thought, annoyed.

Well, well. That concludes the third chapter of this story. Just what on Earth is Stacey going to say to Charlotte's parents when they get home?? That, plus more, is due to come in the next few chapters, so stay tuned.