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Charlie stood quietly at the gate, his small figure almost lost among the crowd. He waited patiently, as he always did, hoping to catch sight of his mom. Usually, she would arrive right away. But today, time stretched longer than usual, and his shoulders began to slump. One by one, his classmates left with their parents. Charlie’s friend waved goodbye cheerfully. “See you tomorrow, Charlie!” Charlie looked up, spotting his closest friend from preschool. He raised his hand to wave back, but his mood was far from cheerful. His wave was slow, his expression glum.

Lark: (looking up) “Ah, you must be Charlie! Maya has not stopped talking about you. Welcome to the Art Society. We’re thrilled to have you. Just sign your name here, and you’ll be all set.” Charlie steps forward, her heart racing as she scribbles her name on the sign-up sheet. She glances around, noticing a mix of werewolves, vampires, and witches chatting and laughing together. Charlie:(softly) “Thanks. I’m a little nervous.” Maya: (nudging her playfully) “Don’t be! you’re going to love it. Everyone here is super chill. We’re working on a collaborative mural for the school this semester!” Charlie’s eyes widen with interest as she looks at the sketches pinned on the wall, each one more colo

“I know I said this a million times before, but Timothy makes me happy.” Grabbing her phone, Charlie pushed it to her ear, listening attentively and tuning in to Anna’s every word. She wanted to be the shoulder her friend needed, just as Anna had always been for her. “I’m happy as long as you’re sure about this, my Bestie.” She would not stand in the way of her friend’s happiness. “Just tell me when the wedding is, and I’ll be there.” She jested, just to lighten the mood, finding the mood a little bit stuffy for her taste.

“WHY YOU LITTLE-“ As Charlie and Anna began their daily battle royale, the occupant of the seat nearest to Anna began to uncontrollably laugh. The laughter was enough to penetrate Charlie and Anna’s battlefield. “Are we really that funny?” said Charlie as he turned to face the source of the laughter. “I think she’s just laughing at you, idiot.” “Broad.” “Pig.” The laughing culprit managed to finally regain control of herself. “Sorry guys. You two just seem like really great friends.” Charlie formed a slim smile, appearing to be distant from the conversation. “I guess you could say we are. But we aren’t the complete package. Not without him.” Anna nodded her head in agreement.

Forcing a smile, Charlie replied, “I’m glad I have you guys.” *** Two hours later. Charlie sulked in the apartment she shared with Sofia and Ashley. Because she was not good at cooking, she made herself a bowl of instant noodles and sat on the couch to watch TV. Charlie met her best friends through Luke. They were all locals and knew each other beforehand. Only Charlie was new to Luxford. The three of them, as friends, were inseparable. The guys within the Wall Street Warriors called them ‘Champagne and Spice’ because of their hair colors. Ashley had red hair. Charlie was blonde, and Sofia had light brown hair.

“What? No. This is just ordinary non-heart-mending chocolate. And champagne. And strawberries.” “And ice cream,” Charlie added. I rolled my eyes and collapsed on the couch. “How many times do I have to tell you two that I’m perfectly fine?” “You can tell us as many times as you’d like,” Charlie said, walking around the kitchen island and joining me in the living room. She sat down beside me with the box of chocolates in her lap. She lifted the lid, picked a heart-shaped treat, and popped it in her mouth. Then, with it stashed in her cheek, she mumbled, “But that won’t stop us from checking in on you. Because that’s what friends do. And there’s nothing wrong with missing him.”

I wish I had a friend who treated me like a queen, just like you," he lamented, laughing above the expression of crying. "Nothing that a drunken night to the sound of Lady Gaga won't solve, little flower," Charlie replied, smiling sweetly at my friend. Kendall laughed. "Do your friend have any idols in whom you can inspire the party? "Please, I don't want anything that reminds you of a fifteenth birthday party. "Charlie studied the place, moving his eyes to each artificial gear. "The boyfriend himself is her idol, does it make sense? I put my lips to the side.

Candice took one glance and was instantly speechless. Charlie had posted a strawberry cake photo collage—nine full images, no caption. But he had included one single emoji… a yellow cartoon face, eyes closed, shy smile. Shy. A bashful smile emoji. Under normal circumstances, it was just a cutesy expression. But coming from Charlie? It was pure nightmare fuel. What on earth was he being shy about??? Charlie stood. “Let’s go to the office.” He headed out. Jerry and Candice trailed behind. In the elevator, Candice stood behind him, staring at his back.

Charlie stopped at the fork, turning to face me with that same smug grin he always wore when he was about to leave me to face my doom alone. “Alright, hybrid,” he said, his voice dripping with false sympathy. “Try not to get expelled before I see you again.” I flipped him off, but there was no real heat in it. “I’ll do my best,” I shot back, though we both knew my track record with "best" was… questionable. Charlie laughed, already turning toward his classroom. “Good luck!” he called over his shoulder, his voice cheerful. “Don’t screw it up!” “No promises!” I yelled after him, watching as he disappeared through the doorway, his laughter echoing behind him.

There, Chloe stood, her phone in her hand, raised, smiling wickedly. "Well, well, well," she chimed, her face smug. "If it isn't the alpha kings' mate, tangled with a guard," she mocked, her eyes gleaming, as I froze against the wall, my chest rising and falling rapidly.