How I imagine Charlie, but maybe with darker red hair.

I was so excited to write this chapter for y'all, hope you enjoy x

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Charlie's POV from here on out!

Why was she glaring at me like that?

Was it because my arms were around Daniel? Did she know him? Was she interested in him? More importantly, did he know her? Was he interested in her?

My thoughts were cut off abruptly when I realize she was walking over to us!

My grasp tightens on Daniel as she approaches us and if possible, the girl seems to get angrier. Although Daniel has other plans, he pulls away from me…

He pulls away from me! As he did so, he turns to the girl and flashes her a smile.

“Hey, you’re the new girl?” He asks once he’s completely pulled away from me. The girl was too busy glaring at me when he says this so she's a little slow to look at him with confusion.

“I’m sorry who—” She cuts herself off and I could’ve sworn her voice sounds oddly familiar. Also extremely masculine. “Who are you?” She coughs and her voice gets a few octaves higher.

Talk about freaky…

“I’m Daniel, a freshman here just like you. It’s nice to meet you,” he smirks that standard smirk of his before outstretching his hand. Slowly but surely the girl does the same before her eyes flicker in my direction. Suddenly Daniel seems to remember my existence again.

“Oh this is Charlie Davidson,” He says, giving a pointed nod my way. “My fr—”

“His girlfriend.” I finish with an impish smile of my own. Daniel just rubs the back of his neck and shrugs. I glare his way.

What was he doing? Was he going to call me his friend just then?

“G-girlfriend?” The girl stutters and her face seems to suddenly contort into something very unpleasing to look at.

“Are you okay?” I ask her and when I do she glares my way. Okay then… “I’m going to go use the bathroom, I’ll be right back,” I tell Daniel, kissing him on the cheek to show her he was mine and that she should back off, before slipping into the hall.

“Okay bye.” Daniel doesn’t turn to me when he says this; instead, he gives the new girl his full attention. I don’t think too much about it because I need to pee really badly.

After I finish my business in the toilet, I'm washing my hands when I hear the door open. I’m too busy to turn and see who entered, completely focused on washing my hands while I hum. I love washing my hands, it feels so refreshing, especially with cold water.

That’s until I hear the door lock, the harsh sound of the lock clicking against the slot being heard and I freeze.

I couldn’t see who was beside the door because there was a pillar blocking the view from the mirror. The bathroom was designed in an odd way now that I thought about it. Thankfully, I manage to get all of the soap from off of my hands and I close the tab, drying my hands with a piece of paper towel.

“If you have to use the number 2 don’t be shy, I’m leaving anyway,” I tell the person as I dry my hands.

“No that’s okay.” The voice sends a chill down my spine and I feel glued to my spot, my hand movements stopping its work to dry off. I knew that voice, that was—

“Miss me, Char?” The girl from before emerges from behind the pillar and I start to freak out.
Why did the girl have the same voice as Alex!

“Do I know you from somewhere?” I ask instead, trying not to be rude and tell the girl she sounded like a man—more importantly, my ex— although it was freaking me out a bit.

“Come on,” she rolls her hazel eyes and that’s when it hits me. Hazel eyes, that voice, that smirk; it was him. It was Alex! Wait how could that be Alex, what am I thinking? “I think you’re a little confused but deep down you recognize me. I knew you would.”

I open and close my mouth, struggling to find the words to say without sounding stupid.

“H-how, you’re a girl, I—” I was utterly and hopelessly confused. How could that be Alex when it was clearly a girl! The girl could pass as his sister, that’s for sure.

Slowly but surely the girl reaches for the top of her head and pulls off the wig with force and a gasp is being released from the back of my throat as she does so.

No way. No way.

No way.

“I’ve missed you, Char.”

I think my lungs have shrunk a size or two. Either that or all the oxygen in the bathroom has been sucked up by a vacuum. There was Alex, rubbing the lip gloss off of his lips, and running a hand through his soft brown locks in women’s attire!

He even had curves!

Alex was the girl. The girl was Alex. I was about to faint.

Grabbing onto the edge of the sink to steady myself and control my breathing, Alex looks back up at me with a grin. Why was he grinning! “How the hell did you manage to transform into a girl!” I exclaim.

“My sister and her friends designed the props.” Alex pats his butt and pushes at his breasts before winking my way. “Pretty cool huh?”

“Are you insane?!” I shout, catching him completely off guard. “You scared the shit out of me, this isn’t funny.” Once I say this, Alex starts grinning again, clearly amused by my reaction. “What are you doing here anyway?” I ask seriously.

“I’m the transfer student.” He says simply.

I blink. He stares back at me, smiling. I blink again.

“But the transfer student’s a girl—” Once again, realization dawns on me and my eyes widen as I stare at him in horror. “Don’t tell me you—”

“I transferred here by the name Alexander Higgins, my actual name, the files, and everything says I’m a male but that doesn’t mean I can fool ever one else, after all, Alex is a gender-neutral name.” He cuts me off by explaining and I’m staring with my jaw touching the bathroom floor.

“This is just a prank, right? Like you won’t look like that forever, right?” I plead. “Why? How? Why are you doing this?” I repeat more clearly.

“For you,” he starts, walking closer to me and reaching for my hand and I just gulp, leaning back hesitantly. “I did this for you?”

“What?” I frown. “I don’t understand."

“You said you wanted to take a break but I did this so we don’t have to anymore. We can be closer to each other and I’ll take the burden of all the attention so you can continue the rest of the year peacefully, without any worries.” He explains and I pull my hand away.

“I said I wanted to take a break because I needed to know how to be happy without you,” I explain and Alex looks perplexed as if he can’t physically understand that I just wanted a break for him.

Why was it so hard for him to understand?

“I don’t understand.” He pulls away, running a hand through his hair again. “I did all of this for you, you don’t have to worry about the attention or changing and all that.” He explains again and I give him a face full of pity.

Suddenly the expression on Alex’s face changes.

“It’s because of him isn't it?” He asks. When I don’t answer he repeats himself. “It’s because of that scumbag you kissed at the party! I saw you all over him out there!” I look at him with a look of incredulity and he scoffs.

“Don’t give me that look! You’re his girlfriend!”

Alex spits the last word and I flinch.

“You don’t understand—”

“I understand perfectly. You broke up with me just to be with him. You left me so easily just because of the attention. You don’t want me to take it away, you like it!” He presses and I shake my head, my eyes starting to burn.

“No, that’s not true!”

“Oh really?” He mocks. “It makes perfect sense. No one ever noticed you in high school so it makes you feel good to feel noticed now, doesn’t it?” He urges and I shake my head. Why was he saying this? This wasn’t true!

This couldn’t be true…

“Besides I get he’s rich and handsome but to go for someone like that,” Alex shakes his head, chuckling darkly. “I know guys like that and he has you fooled.” His words have me narrowing my eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“He likes to show off everything, his cars, his watch, his money, even his women. You were the best until I came along.” Alex says this with a shrug but I know he’s eager for a reaction out of me. Obviously, I give him one.

“He’s not like that!” I object and Alex scoffs. “He actually cares about me,” I say the last part shyly, playing with my fingers. When Alex remains quiet, I look back up at him to see he has a pained expression on his face.

“I care about you.” My heart stops beating for a moment.

He has his hands on his face, covering his agape mouth as he stares at me with a mixture of shock, hurt, and horrifying pain. “You actually like him?” He asks, but it’s more like a statement and I decide it’s better not to answer that.

Alex stumbles back until his back hits the wall while he shakes his head furiously. “You can’t…” I look away, unable to meet his eyes anymore.

My heart was breaking, I didn’t want things to happen this way but here we were and I couldn’t stop it.

Why did he have to come back and do this to himself?

“Why him?” He shocks me by asking, a look of desperation on his face. “Why he is so much better than me!?”

“He’s not better than you he just makes me feel different.” I try to explain but it seems Alex doesn’t understand. “Wanted,” I add and his eyes flash.

“I make you feel wanted,” Alex whispers, stepping closer to me. “I can make you feel more wanted than him.” Alex’s hands find my waist before they slowly move up my body, tracing each curve until they’re cupping my face.

"I know you like no one else, Charlie." His hazel eyes are a bundle of gold green and brown as he keeps me entranced.

Our lips meet with a needy crash.

I’m fighting against him, fighting his lips, but he is pushing himself onto me, making sure I cannot get away. I love everything about the kiss but once again there was something missing—never mind telling him I wanted a break— there was still something missing.

Thank God the door was locked…I didn't want someone walking in to find this situation. Alex was still in his girl’s clothes, his wig lying on the counter behind me.

I can feel all the pain and confusion that is inside of him. He’s not doing this because he loves me, he was only doing this to prove a point! My instincts kick in and I thrust my leg upwards, barely kicking him in the groin.

Alex jerks backward and I manage to get as far away from him as possible.

“Don’t do this to me, Char. You don’t know what you’re thinking,” he begs, his pink lips swollen and I flinch. “Baby, I became a girl for you.”

“I didn’t ask for this! I just asked you to trust me when I said I wanted a break and this shows you don’t trust me at all!” I shout at him, suddenly very frustrated at how hard he was making all of this.

“Trust you?” He scoffs. “Are you kidding? After you locked lips with that guy? Look at you now, you’re his girlfriend. Girlfriend! And you’re asking me to trust you?” He spits, his anger also boiling over, it was a matter of time before one of us blew up.

“I don’t have to explain myself to you!” I snap, looking at his clothes in annoyance. “I mean look at you! I’m going to expose you and tell everyone who you really are.”

Just as I’m about to head out of the bathroom to do just that, Alex is calling me back.

“Are you sure about that Char?” When I turn back around, I find him holding out his wallet, a picture in his other hand.

It couldn’t be…

“You wouldn’t,” my eyes widen when I realize it was a picture of me back in high school, back when I was fat and ugly. No one knew about my history and I planned to keep it that way, things were going so well already and I knew this would ruin me.

I like who I am now and I want to take the old Charlie with me to the grave.

“You really want to take your chances?” He smirks. Before he can react, I reach for the photo and rip it in two, a satisfied smile on my face. “You don’t honestly think there isn’t more where that came from. We’ve been dating for what, 3 years baby? I’m stocked.”

My smile drops.

Alex walks closer to me, a wicked look on his face.

“I said I wasn’t going to give up and I meant it. You’re just going to have to live with the fact that I go here and  I’ll  make you realize you need me just as much as I need you.” Alex whispers these words in my ear and I shiver.

He is crazy!

Crazy about you, a voice inside my head corrects. I ignore her.

“I’ll see you out there,” Alex says, reaching for his wig by the sink and pulling it on before applying more of his lip gloss. I watch him with horror and disbelief. Alex waves my way, blowing me a kiss before exiting the bathroom and closing it behind him.

I pressed my back against the counter of the sink.

I think I was about to lose my mind.

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I know fast update right? This is probably one of my favorite chapters. I know most of you are really annoyed with Charlie's descions lately, but we all need to make mistakes to grow. She'll change further into the book into a strong independent women, I promise.

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