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Lizzie let out a sigh as she watched how Charlotte opened her locker not even bothering to greet her . She knew there was something bothering .
"Okay , what's going on ?" Lizzie questioned frustrated by the girls behavior. Charlotte stoped what she was doing and gave her friend a questioning look .
"What?"
"There's something obviously bothering you . What's up ?" Lizzie questioned making the girl in front of her let out a sigh .
"Oh nothing, I just haven't seen Scott yet ." Charlotte lied as she closed her locker and and gave her friend a fake smile.
Charlotte wasn't one to open up to people . She prefer to things personal to herself . Ever since her dad left her and her mom . She never really opened up to anybody. Not even Scott.
Lizzie knew something was up but decided to change the subject. She was about to say something when feel arms wrapped around her waist .
"Hey babe ."
Charlotte turned around and come face to face with her boyfriend of eight months.
"Hey Scott." She smiled at the boy before leaning in and giving him a quick peck on the lips .
"Are we still up for tomorrow night?" Scott asked as the girl nodded her head .
The story of Charlotte and Scott was everything but complicated. They just fit together so well . The jock and the queen bee. Charlotte loved Scott . Of course she did but she couldn't help but want more .
"Of course, wouldn't miss it ."
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After school ended , Charlotte decided to go the library to catch up in some of her clases. The hallways were empty nothing was heard except the sound of heels clicking each time she took a step .
As soon as she got there , Charlotte quickly sat down in one of the empty tables and took her pen along with her purple binder .
'Shit' Charlotte thought as she look down at all the assignments she had and most of it she had no idea how to do it . She was now regretting refusing Farkle's help at the moment.
"Well , it looks like you're doing fine ."
Charlotte look up from her binder and as soon she saw who the person was , she couldn't help but roll her eyes before looking down at her books once again.
"What are doing here , Farkle ." She questioned annoyance visible on her voice.
Farkle shrugged as ducked his hands onto his pocket jeans .
"I always come here in the afternoons ." He went on and explained as Charlotte nodded with a slightly hesitation before clearing her throat .
"Yeah well, you can go now and go search for whatever you're looking for." She answered looked down at her books as she let out a sigh .
Farkle then noticed a Charlotte's history essay who had a big F mark with a red sharpie .
"An F?" He questioned as he reached over the paper . Charlotte eyes widen and before he could reached the paper , she snatched it from his reach .
"That's not mine ." She whispered embarrassed making him smile slightly as an idea pops into his head .
"I had an idea ." Farkle whispered to himself.
"What ?"
"The way a I see it , we can help each other ." He spoke making Charlotte tilt her head to side in confusion." I can help you pass history and you can help me with something. "
"With what ?" Charlotte questioned as she stared at the boy in front of her .
As soon as those words left Charlotte's mouth, Farkle began to blush of embarrassment making her narrow her eyes at him in confusion.
"Well Riley since I've known her always wanted to be a cheerleader. And since the head cheerleader I thought maybe you can help her get in the squad ." He explained making her let out a sigh before crossing her arms .
