THREE: DON'T YOU WORRY CHILD

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Chapter THREE
[Don't you worry child ]

As Charlotte walked through the halls the next day she couldn't help but feel relived

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As Charlotte walked through the halls the next day she couldn't help but feel relived . Instead of going to the movies like she normally would do , Charlotte stayed home to catch up with all the notes Farkle gave her .

She would never admit it out loud but she actually enjoyed farkles company . Maybe because he didn't really care what she was wearing or if she was wearing the right shade of lipstick. He Just simply treated her like she was a normal person and she loved it.

Because unlike everybody else , she didn't have to pretend .

Charlotte snapped out of her thoughts when she collided with another body making they're books fly everywhere.

"I'm sorry, let me help ." She on and Bend down to pick the The books .

"Thanks ." The voice said making her look up and indeed they're he was . The guy that had been in the girls thoughts every they had they're secret study sessions.

"Farkle."

"Charlotte."

She then noticed how a small crowd started to form . It wasn't everyday you saw the queen bee and the nerd interact .

Charlotte cleared her throat before glaring at the boy in front of her .

"Next time watch were you're going " she spat before walking away leaving Farkle confused over the girls attitude.

'What the hell?'

Farkle couldn't be more confused, he thought that after that happened that maybe Charlotte and him could be friends. But I guess he was wrong.

He then noticed how his friends started to make their way over to him and instantly grew nervous.

"Hello lover ." Smackle greeted grabbing his hand and intertwining their fingers . Farkle laughed nervously but didn't say anything.

"Hey ."

"What was that about?" Maya asked as she looked where the black haired girl had went .

"Oh you know , it was just Charlotte being...Charlotte ." He shrugged.

"I didn't know you guys were friends ." Riley said as she crossed her arms . A hint a jealousy in her voice making maya look at her but decidedly not say anything.

"Where did you meet her ?" Smackle went on and asked .

Farkle was about to answer but suddenly the bell rang making him let out a breath of relief .

"Well , I love to tell you but don't want to be late for class ." He said smiling innocently making smackle glare at her boyfriend slightly.

"This isn't over ."

With that they headed to their next class , but what the Minkus boy didn't that there was a certain someone who didn't like all the attention he was getting .

"He's hiding something ." Scott said as he  and Lizzie looked where the Minkus boy has went .

"You think ?" Lizzie questioned as she closed her locker and stared down at the boy .

"Positive . He's hiding something and I'm going to figure out what it is ."

"And how are you going to do that ?" She asked again making Scott smirk.

"You'll see ."

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As soon as Charlotte enters her apartment, she hears a crash of glass shattering making her let out sigh .

If you ask anyone, they would say that Charlotte Miller was the definition of perfect . But if they only knew that they couldn't be more wrong .

Sam Miller , Charlotte's father was an alcoholic who was rarely home . And when he was home , he wouldn't stop arguing with Clarissa ; Charlotte's mother . They were always fighting over the littlest things . Hell Charlotte can't even remember the last time they had diner as a family.

"You're never home !"

"Maybe it's because I don't want to be home !"

She could her patente arguing from their huge bedroom. Hell, I'm pretty sure the neighbors could hear it . Charlotte let out a shaky breath before rushing to her bedroom.

As soon as Charlotte made it to her room , she collapsed onto the floor and began to sob .

She should be used to it , they do nothing but fight. But she isn't all she ever wanted was for them to pay a attention to her . To notice that she was breaking inside. To see that she needed her parents .

Charlotte let out the tears fall as she leaned her head against the door

Charlotte let out the tears fall as she leaned her head against the door

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"This isn't how it's supposed to be ."

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