generous my *ss

CHARLOTTE

Staring wide-eyed at the photos of me, pasted everywhere, my heart pounded in anger, my brows ticked as shame clouded my face.

"Char!" Madeline's sharp voice cut through my haze, bringing my attention to her running figure.

Madeline was dressed neatly in her uniform, her hair lifted in a ponytail, giving her a meticulous look.

From her state I could tell she was most likely with her brothers before rushing down here.

"Out of the way please," Madeline announced, as she pushed through students, finally stopping in front of me. "Oh my gosh!" Madeline exclaimed, turning to face me with pleading eyes. "Charlotte, are you okay?"

I shook my head, " I am fine Madeline,"

My eyes strayed to the hanging posters of me, and I had a faint guess of who could have done it.

Watching the fun of it all were the people behind me, with the sound of their cameras flashing, as anger washed through me, their jabs and snickering sending waves through my brain.

"Look, I told you she'd be stumped."

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