Charli and Dixie D'Amelio Oneshots ✓

Tangled (Charli D'Amelio)

I just found out it's been a month of me writing this. 😌

No one is famous except you.

Charli's View

"You're gonna be fine." Dad says.

"Dixie is going to be there." Mom says.

"Huh?" Dixie asks looking up.

"Exactly." I say.

"She's 18 and she can barely take care of herself." I say.

"Dixie is going to be focused on you." Dad says.

"Right, Dixie?" Mom asks.

"Hell no, I'm trying to be friends with Y/n." Dixie says.

"Isn't she 16?" I ask.

"She turning 18 in like 7 months."Dixie says.

"Look, you're gonna be fine." Mom says.

Time Skip

"Hey, new kid." Someone says.

"I have a name." I say.

She looks at my ID and reads it.

"Let's try this again." She says.

"Hey, Charli." She says.

"What's your name?" I ask.

"Jessie." She says.

I'm starting to think that she's high.

"What brings you to this school?" She asks.

I don't know you.

"My parents' job." I say.

"Jessie, quit stalking the new girl." A boy says.

Most people would think that he's hot, but no. Girls, and only girls.

"I'm James." He says.

Okay, I don't give two fucks. You're telling me this why?

"You got a guy back home?" He asks.

I don't do boys.

"Yes, his name is Leo." I say.

"Didn't I tell you to keep it in your pants?" Jessie asks.

I look behind them, and I see Dixie talking to Y/n. She wasn't joking.

"Ugh. Maybe I'll see you around." He says.

He walks away and I roll my eyes.

Y/n's View

I saw bothering the new girl like he always does. I'm surprised he hasn't gotten an STD yet. He sticks it anywhere he can. Once, he had an allergic reaction to a condom and he stuck his pickle in the freezer. He ended up getting hypothermia.

"You want to go on a date?" James asks.

"I'm a vegan." I say.

His jaw drops and everyone laughs. I'm a vegan both ways. The bell rings and Dixie walks away. Dixie's sister looked confused so I walked up to her.

"Need any help?" I ask.

"I don't know where Ms Davidson's class is." She says.

"I'm going ther, so I can show you." I say.

She smiles and follows me.

"What's your name?" She asks.

"Y/n." I say.