Charlie The Perks Of Being A Wallflower Novels & Stories

I didn’t need my fellow female warriors to have more reasons to tease me for preferential treatment. At the sound of the bell signaling the beginning of the session, Charlie strutted onto the field looking around, openly leering at a female warrior who was bent over stretching, not even trying to be stealthy. He actually wasn’t terrible looking—a tall redhead with lean muscle. But he was a creep. He walked over to Lucy and me and smiled. “Ooh, Charlie, have you been working out? Your arms are looking so much bigger than last time I saw you,” Lucy exclaimed, touching his bicep.

Charles was a famous top leading businessman for twenty-eight consecutive years until he took the spot as the new Number one and Charles was demoted to the top two and that’s how Charles held a deep grudge against him. A couple of hours passed, and Dion and Victor did nothing but chatter relentlessly in the office after a facile effort of finishing three mountains of paper works in just a short span of hours. It was a piece of cake for Dion to revise, sign, and correct them, he’s been doing this kind of work since he was in his early teens.

Just a signature and a "thanks, bye." I figured she was just over weddings. Too jaded from her job, maybe. Guess not. Turns out, she just didn't want to marry me. Then Alec said yes, and Donna handed him some paper. A prenatal report. "This is a gift from heaven," she beamed. I stared, numb. My face went cold. Up on the 31st floor, the execs were fake-whispering, sneaking looks at me like they couldn't decide if they were worried or just entertained.

I muttered as we head out of the daycare. Well, that was something! "Is everything alright Beth?" I asked her worriedly. "Everything's fine." She muttered, closing her eyes tightly. When she opened it, she gave me a sad smile, "Trust me, I'm fine." Pfft, you and Dean are liars. ~-~ I almost had a heart attack when I saw Charlie's attire. Charlie was wearing an above-the-knee purple dress, a colored blue flower crown, a pair of lavendar 3-inch stilletos, and a pair of pink fake huge wings.

Charlotte blinked. “Anything wrong?” “Uncle, can you give me a yellow one next time? Mommy always says I’m like a little piggy and will stain the white dress.” Charlie smiled and snapped his fingers. “Ok, the little beauty’s request is accepted. Mr. Valentine, I want her to be my flower girl.” “I’ll be Mommy’s flower girl. Mommy is going to marry Uncle Dean, and I will be the flower girl.” Charlotte’s smiling eyes were like a crescent moon. “Uncle, let’s go home.”

She curled her lips into a smile and whispered, "Hey, Vicky. What do you think about Charlie?" Vicky lifted her head and answered, "Not bad. He's easy-going and funny. Very passionate and happy person. He was never a snub, and he's got good potential for a person who only debuted two years ago." Mindy nodded. "Charlie isn't aiming to be an idol. Even if he's in a relationship, it won't affect his career too much." As soon as she finished talking, the door opened again. When everyone saw who arrived, the lively environment suddenly became dead quiet within three seconds.

But there are some people who still longs for more rather than staying in the room, locked up and just playing games. I am one of them. And now, I have friends, and I finally get along with my family. I also have found the love of my life. I am Miss Wallflower, and this is my story. END

Chapter 22 Red Adamson ~ “Why on earth did you do that Charlie?” I said with my eyebrows puckered expressing my annoyance. “You think that this is funny?” I added when I observed the smirk on his face that followed a chuckle. “No! Of course not! This isn’t at all funny. It is way beyond that. It’s hilarious! About a minute ago, I gave my best friend the opportunity of a lifetime so she could utilize the voice of an angel she was born with by getting to sing side by side with Ryan McFlame and The Rotten Apples but what do I get instead of a kneeling appreciation or gratitude from her? A ridiculous question, I guess.” Charlie said turning the smile on his face upside down.

she said coldly, smoke starting to come out from her hands. “Chill. We’re just confused.” “Then, talk so that we can understand each other.” “Okay, just chill.” Peony’s smoke disappeared. “That’s right, don’t harass u-” “Just explain already, Zachary!” “Oh right. Well, I was trying my best to enter here using my flair. There was a rumor in Seacrest that anyone can enter here as long as their flairs can surpass The Shield. I’m not ambitious. I just tried and then I heard a voice, it was like hypothesizing us. We fell asleep and then, boom! We found ourselves here in Bulwark.”

Dressed in a very pretty pink ball gown, just like the one Ria's is putting on. With her clutch and her six inches gold heels. Charlie's mouth fell open as he slowly raised to his feet. Shock is a word that can't define how he felt at that moment. He also felt happy and very relieved. Rosanna walked closer to Charlie, but he stood transfixed watching her. They didn't even mind the cameras clicking everywhere. "Hi Charlie Bran, nice meeting you again," She said extending her hand for a handshake. He kept staring at the extended hand. He couldn't believe it.