Hey readers! I'm back from my pathetic break! I could waste my time apologizing, but I'm pretty sure you would rather read then listen to my petty excuses.

Chapter 8

Even though I had spent most of last night up crying, I couldn't help feeling a rush of emotion at the thought of him and, that... thing. He deserved better than her, and maybe even me. Especially me. He was nothing but nice to me, and what did I do? I yelled at him for caring about me. I yelled at him for being kind.

Then my phone began to vibrate. I glanced at my watch. It normally only went off during big events, or at 7:00 when I was supposed to be at school. I face palmed. Today was the day before prom.

Great, because exactly what I needed right now was a reminder of how I had completely destroyed any chance of going to prom when I yelled at Hamilton. When I became a Charlotte.

I went through the motions that were required to get ready for school. I brushed my hair, my teeth, got dressed, gathered up my homework and school stuff, and woke up my brothers. The usual.

But today wasn't usual.

To start off, when I pulled the car into the school parking lot, the cheerleaders gave me some of the dirtiest looks they could accomplish. And strangely, Charlotte wasn't with them. Normally she was right in the front leading her crew.

I spotted Jenny standing next to some guy on the basketball team. He seemed to be filling her in about something. She began to laugh and I hurried over to her. And on the way several football players shot me discreet but honestly approving smiles. I nervously smiled back.

"...seriously? She got her dark and evil heart broken and stayed home from school because of it?! Sweet!" Exclaimed Jenny.

"Who got their heart broken?" Even though I strongly doubted it, I was hoping it wasn't me they were referring to.

"Charlotte!" Said the basketball player with way too much enthusiasm to be healthy, "Hamilton denied her, he told her he already had his eyes on someone." Then he returned to his little jock pals.

Jenny started to bounce and I thought she was going to explode. "Don't even pretend to act like we both don't know who that girl is."

I couldn't even respond I was so shocked. I though Hamilton hated me, and he sadly had every reason to. Then my heart did a little skip as I watched Hamilton walk outside from the hall. He saw me and ran toward me, smiling. I got a little hopeful, maybe he had forgiven me.

But I didn't even get to finish that thought. As soon as Hamilton reached me, he whispered an I forgive you before pressing his lips to mine.

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The next night, my dream came true.

I walked into Prom holding hands with Hamilton Holt.

Needless to say, it was probably the best night of my life.

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I guess that was the end. I really hope you liked this story, and I really love all of you reviewers. But one person who I'm especially thankful for is the Guest who posted reviews everywhere to get me to update this story. Thanks for getting me off of my lazy butt to write this.

Again, thanks for all of your support, reviews, and kind comments! Without every single one of you this story wouldn't have been written, or finished. Thanks!

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