With one "see you later", Charlie knew Nancy Wheeler was the only one for her.
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fem!oc x nancy wheeler
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HOLLY, JOLLY “are you doing favors for me now, drew?”
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CHARLIE WAS TRYING TO FOCUS ON PLAYING her guitar in time with the rest of the band, her fingers aching from doing it the whole morning. She had had a double band session and it was about to go right into her lunch time and she was not going to be happy about it. That morning, Jonathan had called saying he didn’t need to be picked up that morning and was driving his mom’s car to school early because he needed to develop some photos, so Charlie had driven in on her own.
As she looked at her music sheet, her mind kept going back to whatever was in the woods last night. She kept hearing all those branches break and one or two would just be a coincidence, but after a couple times, that was definitely something. She couldn’t shake that something had been watching her and Jonathan last night, something had been stalking them. And there was always the question of what the hell happened to Barb? She literally up and left in the span of three seconds without either herself or Jonathan seeing, and that seemed utterly impossible in the physics of Charlie’s mind.
In front of the class, there was a note passed to Mr. Hutts and he read it over once before stopping the band in their tracks. Charlie had to be quick to react, nearly not stopping and she placed her hand on the strings to stop them. The man cleared his throat and searched the room before pointing to Charlie. “Charlotte Thomas? Your uncle needs to talk to you.”
