Chapter 4

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(Charlie's prospective)

I drank my bottled water as I sat at the bench near the playground phone at Laymore Playground.

I wasn't the coolest kid at the playground.

I mean, I didn't get picked on and such. I'm just not so popular. Understandable. I mean, who would enjoy the company of a smart Alec? Not me. Well maybe, I'm talking about myself after all.

"Hello?" what seems to be a female voice through the phone.

Social interaction? Oh no.

'Don't sound shy! DON'T SOUND SHY!!!' my mind said.

"H-hello?" I barely stuttered out.

Dang, it.

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