Charlie The Perks Of Being A Wallflower Novels & Stories

“Roddy, don’t be crude. This counts as charity, a good deed, just like how you donate to our next-door neighbors. “What? You can be the only good guy draining our savings for a poor widow and her daughter, but I’m wrong for helping an even more struggling college student?” As his face went red, I poured fuel on the fire. “Why is it charity when you do it but not when I do? Are you coming at me because your neighbors are a young, beautiful widow and her daughter, while I’m sponsoring a guy?” “As if!” I must have struck a nerve because, caught in a moment, Roddy raised his hand at me. Looking up, I narrowed my eyes at his suspended arm. “Hit me, Roddy. I dare you to.”

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.

When he had freshened up, he returned to the living room to meet Rey still in the same position he had left him, and staring into space. "You're gone, bro," Charlie remarked. "What should I do? What advice do you have?" Rey asked. Charlie sat on the chair adjacent to Rey. "Well, if you ask me. I think one of the ways of getting over a girl is getting another girl." Charlie said with a shrug and Rey gave him a stern look. Charlie was sure that if looks could kill, Rey's look would have killed him already. "What? Is there something on my face?" He asked.

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.

Charlie educated his latest student about the topic of love causing the younger man to nod in deep thought then shake his head negatively. “She will break my nose.” He muttered under his breath as they took a left and entered the classroom. “Then so be it. At least you gave it a try.” Charlie whispered back furiously before shoving him hard behind Lauren. Lauren planted herself on the backbench and opened her book. Alex saw the empty seat beside her as the first opportunity and prepared himself to take it, but before he could’ve taken the first step somebody else beats him to it and slides by her side.

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