Talk Chemistry To Me

Chapter One

"Charlotte!"

I looked up from my doodling and raised an eyebrow as my brother came bursting through the door. There were a few snickers seeing his bright red hair which was really meant to be a blonde brown that would complement his blue eyes too well.

"Sorry Mr. Carl, can I borrow my sister for a while?"

I looked over at my history teacher trying to bite back a smile, it was Sean. Of course the teacher would say nothing, Sean the best quarter back this school has ever had. Sean the one that brings them to victory every damn year. Sean this and Sean that so when he nodded it didn't surprise me.

I rolled my eyes grabbing my books knowing this would take more than this period and walked out of the door. I decided I might as well put all my stuff away.

"What?" I asked as I saw him glare at me.

"Did you have something to do with this?" he said. I looked at his hair and smirked, "No," I said opening my locker and putting my books away. I grabbed an apple from inside and leaned against it biting into it watching Sean run his hand through his hair in frustration.

"The photos are today, what the hell Charlie," he snapped. I shrugged, that was not my problem.

"It's not my fault if you use Brandon's shampoo, that was meant for him," I said. 

Sean placed his hands on his hips raising an eyebrow, "Brandon? What the hell did he do now?" he said. I frowned chewing before I spoke, my mum brought me up well.

He swapped my toothpaste with some random toothpaste when he stayed over. See, my teeth are still itching," I said opening my mouth wide giving Sean a perfect view of half eaten apple making him grimace. 

Everyone knew, well everyone who knew me knew how pedantic I was about my toothpaste. I had the weirdest allergy ever, I was allergic to all toothpastes but one. Even the dentist didn't know that, he was a dumb guy, hot but dumb. So I relied on Google, not the best in the looks department but man did Google solve my problem in seconds.

It all started the faithful day when I went to stay at Brandon's house with Sean only to realize that one day without my toothpaste made this unbearing itch between my front two bottom teeth. I had never ever used another toothpaste before that and then this happened. So never again was I straying and the damn fool swapped it the other day.

The itch was unbearable, I felt like crying, punching and swearing, but good thing was, I did that, all to Sean. 

"That was because you swapped his shaving cream for shampoo,"

"Yea that was only because he swapped my chocolate bars with mud!"

Branden's war with me has been going on for as long as I remember, we got along well, unless we stayed over at each other houses, especially after a game. Either his parents or my parents picked us up, and wherever we stayed, we plotted revenge.

"How do I get this out, what did you use?" asked Sean gripping his hair. I shrugged finishing my apple off and chucking it in the bin when I heard a camera or phone go off. 

I turned around at the same time as Sean to see Tyrone standing there laughing.

"Nice look jock,"

"Fuck off Ty," snapped Sean glaring at one of the leather boys of the school. That was what I called them anyways. I disagree to believe that they were the 'bad' boys, just because they wore leather and had tattoos or piercings, which I hated, didn't make them 'bad'. Tattoos I could do, piercings, sure give me a car and I'll tie it to one end and pull. Gruesome, I know.