LOGINCHAPTER 101: NEW BOYFRIEND CHARLOTTE’S POV Maybe Maya wasn’t completely insane.Maybe.Because as much as I loved denying everything, the truth sat in my chest like a stubborn little pebble I couldn’t shake off.Now that Max was out of my life, and Sophie had stepped out of the disaster zone, maybe trying something and someone different wasn’t the worst idea.And by “someone different,” I obviously meant Austin.Ugh. Even thinking it made my stomach do weird summersaultsMaya elbowed me, practically vibrating.“You’re staring. Don’t blink too long or he’ll think you’re malfunctioning and disappear.”“I’m not staring and things don't walk that way ”“You’re absolutely staring.”I dragged my eyes away from where Austin was helping an old lady carry a box of banana bread, looking disgustingly sweet.“No. I’m being normal.”“You’re being single.”I groaned. “Grow up.”She smirked. “I will grow up the day you admit you have a crush on him.”“I don’t like him.”Maya arched an eyebrow so h
CHAPTER 100 : MY CRUSH CHARLOTTE’S POVIf someone had told me two weeks ago that I’d be standing at a bake sale, laughing over burnt cupcakes and not thinking about my ruined relationship every five seconds and kissing my childhood crush. I would’ve laughed in their face.Not because it was impossible but because it felt unlikely.Yet here I was still not laughing over burnt cookies and kissing my childhood crush.I stood there adjusted the tray in front of me, aligning the cupcakes neatly. Chocolate to the left, vanilla to the right, the red velvet slices sitting in the middle because they were royalty.Maya leaned over my shoulder and whispered . “Charlotte, say something”I didn’t look up. “What?”Maya’s voice dropped slightly, like she was trying not to make it obvious “He’s still staring at you.”That made my hand pause.“Okay and?”“And he’s hot.”I rolled my eyes. “Maya, that’s not helpful.”“I’m being serious. Tall, dark, mysterious, very I ruin lives for fun energy.”He was
CHAPTER 99: HONESTLY CHARLOTTE'S POV Two weeks later and nothing happened.No dramatic exposure, no viral post, no whisper campaign exploding in my face at school.Just silence.The kind of silence that doesn’t feel peaceful at first. It feels suspicious, like the world is waiting for the right moment to embarrass you publicly.Every morning, I checked anyway. I didn’t even mean to anymore, it was just muscle memory and reflex action. Open phone, open gossip page, scroll.Nothing.Same recycled posts, same irrelevant drama, same people arguing about things that had nothing to do with me.And somehow, I was still just Charlotte.Not Charlotte with the diary situation or Charlotte with big ugly secrets. Just me.Turns out Sophie wasn't lying after all and she didn't read my diary.Whew!I rolled out of bed that morning with a weird heaviness in my chest that I couldn’t fully explain. Not sadness exactly or anxiety either. Just tiredness from having to wake up and interact with people
CHAPTER 98: AH FUCK CHARLOTTE’S POV I knew it, I fucking knew it. But how?Did she steal it on purpose? Did she go through my things like it was nothing? Or worse, did she already know I was looking for my diary and planned all of this?No. That didn’t make sense.Because there was no universe where Sophie just magically guessed I’d misplaced my diary and decided to return it out of kindness. That wasn’t her style. Not anymore. Not after licking Max's tongue. She had my book.My stomach twisted so hard it almost hurt to breathe.I sat on my bed staring at my phone like it was about to give me instructions on how to survive my own life.Sophie was typing then stopping, then typing again.Those three dots kept appearing like she was pacing inside my head.I should’ve just ignored her. Easy, simple and safe.But my fingers didn’t agree.Sophie: please respond, I know you're angryI stared at it.My first instinct was immediate: no block her, delete, pretend I never saw it and travel
CHAPTER 97 : WRONG TIMINGCHARLOTTE’S POV There are moments where your life doesn’t just feel bad.It feels staged, like someone somewhere is sitting with a remote control laughing while pressing pause, rewind, and let’s ruin her emotional stability again in random order.That’s exactly how my morning started, after several days of mourning my diary.I woke up already tired, which should honestly be illegal. My phone was face down on my bedside table like it was ashamed of something. I already knew there would be messages. There’s always messages.I flipped it over anyway.Three notifications.Sophie: Hey are you home?Sophie: Can we talk please? And one from Instagram suggesting and yes I ignored it My brain wasn't just connecting, why was Sophie trying to talk to me isn't the damage she has caused, not enough.I stared at the last message again. Can we talk please?That sentence didn’t even feel real. It felt like a glitch in my life. Like someone typed it wrong and the universe
CHAPTER 96: MY DIARY?CHARLOTTE'S POV By the time I got home, I was convinced the universe was personally writing fanfiction about ruining my life.I dumped my bag on my bed, kicked off my shoes, and flopped backward like my mattress was supposed to magically absorb all my problems.It didn’t.My brain was too loud.Everyone was posting about me and Max again, people were whispering in the hallways and my group project turned into an emotional WWE match.Not to mention that I can't find my diary in my bag, how perfect. Thank you mother nature for all you do. I rubbed my face aggressively.Ugh, why was everything so complicated?What if it was somewhere in my room and maybe I didn't take it to school, I reached for my pillow and I couldn't feel anything.I tore my pillow off the bed.Not there.I threw the blanket.Not there.I crouched beside the bed and checked the floor.Nothing but dust bunnies and the sweatshirt Maya kept stealing and returning like it was a custody battle.Panic
CHAPTER 37: HAHA LAST LAUGH CHARLOTTE'S POV The morning sun wasn’t even fully awake yet, but I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling like it had personally offended me. Being grounded was one thing but being grounded in complete silence while everyone else continued having a normal teenage
CHAPTER 26 : LIESCHARLOTTE’S POVI stand by the kitchen counter, startled.How could Maya keep such a huge secret from me, I know I don't tell her everything but wow that was some really crazy plot twist.“ Ummm, wow”“Wow, is that all you're going to say?” Maya said defensively.“I don’t even kno
CHAPTER 25 : TRAUMA TRAUMA CHARLOTTE’S POV I slowly opened the door, completely shocked by the girl standing in front of the door and wow she looked like she had stepped right out of a rainbow. Her hair was short on one side and long on the other, dyed pink and purple like cotton candy. Bright g
CHAPTER 22: Day MareMAX’S POVCharlotte stood under the dim lights outside the ballroom, the glow turning her dress soft gold. She looked nervous, tired, more gorgeous and a little distant. I hated that look and most of all, I hated that I caused it.I texted her twice but still no response, I wat







