"Alright class, remember for your photography project to bring in pictures of something you find breath-taking, something that keeps you going. Your project is due next Thursday and no, you won't have to present it in front of the class." Ms. Wands declares. The bell rings and everyone rushes out the classroom. I get up and Bianca shoves passed me on her way out.

"Excuse you." I declare. She stops in her tracks and turns to face me.

"What? Move faster and you won't get shoved." She says in a nasty tone. She turns around and literally the door hits her in the face. I burst out with laughter, she humphs and walks out the room.

"I must say you handled that nicely, don't worry she'll be back in her regular class next week." Ms. Wands says with a smile and I send her a smile back.

"Come on, you know want to laugh." I say and of course she does.

"The way... it hit her.... that big ass forehead." Ms.Wands laughs out and I join in. Just then Jasper enters class.

"Chaaarrlooottee come on! Henry's waiting, we need to gooo." Jasper whines out exasperated and I wave bye to Ms.Wands as Jasper grabs my arm, pulling me out the class room. Once we're in the parking lot, I rip my arm out of Jasper's hold.

"Do that again and I'll slap you." I say with slight attitude.

"Sheesh, you don't have to be so snarky? Anyways, I'm glad you two are friends but like when did this happen? Why did he tell you all this about his ya know...SITUATION... if you guys just met Monday?" Jasper questions. Shit, I knew he'd get curious. So yeah no, we haven't told Jasper yet and soon we'll have to discuss how we'll tell him.

"Uhh we just really clicked in Theater class, we have to work on a project together." I say easily, damn that lie rolled right off my tongue. Jasper shrugs his shoulders and I slightly exhale. We both walk to the car and I jump in the backseat, no seat belt for me.

"Hey Hen." "Sup Char" Henry and I say simultaneously and Jasper looks at us, Henry then me, me then Henry, Henry then me, me then Henry.

"WHAAT. WAS. THAT? NICKNAAAMES?" Jasper yells out bewildered.

"Nothing." We say again. Jasper huffs loudly and we laugh. Henry turns his car on and we're off to our apartment. Of course everything is going great until Jasper opens his big mouth.

"So what are you two doing for your project?" Jasper asks and I internally groan at the awkward silence that followed. Henry looks at me in the rear-view mirror. I start to panic. I think it shows cause he mouths breathe and sends me a wink. My heart start to beat fast and I can feel perspiration building. Dammit, if we stay quiet too long he'll think something is wrong. What if he comes up with a ridiculous idea and spreads it? Would Jasper turn on me? Would he turn on Henry? He could, he might. Charlotte snap out of it, this is Jasper he wouldn't do that. 

"Actually we're writing a short story and hopefully that counts as something." Henry says coolly. 

"OOooo cool, by any chance will it be-" Jasper starts

"No Jasper no." I say in a motherly tone. He sighs and we finally stop in front an apartment complex, A FANCY ONE MIGHT I ADD. 

"Woaaah" Jasper says as he presses his hands against the window. Henry drives around the corner and into a parking lot. He parks the car and we get out. Henry opens the trunk and we take out everything, it's only a few bags. I have the two lightest ones while the guys have 3 heavier ones each. I close the trunk and Henry guides us into the building. We get inside and it looks very clean, wow I definitely didn't know Henry had this much money.

"Henryyyy, I thought you were um well ya know broke." Jasper whispers cautiously. I roll my eyes and step on the back of Jasper's shoe.

"I've been working for years remember and I kinda stole from my parent's." Henry admits and for some reason I find it funny so I giggle.

"What's so funny?" He says as he stops in front of an elevator. Jasper pushes the button.

"Nothing leave me." I say harshly. Henry's lip pouts, okay that was mean. I don't know why I did that. The elevator arrives and we step inside.

"I'm sorry." I say softly and Henry pushes the 21st floor. Wait 21st floor? I look at it again to see the button does say 21. The door close and I have to ask.

"This building looks 12 stories at most, please explain the whole 21 thing." I say.

"The guy who built this had Alzheimer's so he always forgot and that's why this whole complex is just a little off. I think you'll be pleased to know our apartment is actually 221B." Henry says and I smile widely.

"Our apartment?" Jasper interjects and I freeze. Shit, dammit Henry.

"Mi casa es su casa right? Come on, this is our new hang out guys. The three of us, what's mine is yours." Henry covers up quickly and I bite my lip. Jasper is a little gullible and eventually he'll catch onto us.

"Ohhhhhh okay, that makes sense. Aww thanks bud but I'll rarely be over at least for now, I have a lot of school work to do so you and Charlotte can take this time to bond and make memories, it's only fair you guys try to gain memories like we all have and then we can make more as a trio." Jasper says half bummed in the beginning but then more cheerily towards the end. The elevator stops and we all step off. We walk out and turn left, there is only one apartment on this side of the hall. Great! No neighbors. Henry inserts his key in the door, when he even took that out I don't know, and unlocks the door. We rush into the apartment and drop everything in what I think will be the living room. It smells like paint, I like and hate it. 

"My nostrils are on fire bro." Jasper says as he looks around.

"This place is cool but I can't wait to see the final product. Are you going to have a house-warming party? Will you make friends in the neighborhood? I think some of our teachers live around this area. Isn't this like ya know the more wealthy part of town?" For some reason I thought Jasper spoke but apparently it was me because both Henry and Jasper look astonished.

"Wow, you're starting to sound like me. Jaspy likey." Jasper says and I scowl. He whines and I smile.

"Dear Lord no, why would you even say that?" I ask as I pinch the bridge of my nose.

"I wanted a nickname." Jasper says innocently.

"Jasp will do. Come on let's put all this stuff away and get out of here." Henry voices, butting in. He's tired and I know he needs his bed.

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We are home and we've both showered. Now we're just sitting on Henry's bed. We've been sitting for a while, we'd said we'd talk but neither of us have said anything. I'm tired of this and I need sleep soon so here goes nothing.

How are we going to avoid this topic in school? People will grow curious right, Jasper especially. What about Henry's girlfriend? Will she think he's cheating? That is ridiculous though.

"So Jasper's you're best friend?" Henry says starting off easy.

"Well yeah it's always been him and now you so yeah." I say adding to our light conversation.

"I've know Jasper since forever, we're fucking diaper buddies. Seriously, how haev we never met before?" Henry says incredulously. That I seriously don't know.

"Are we going to tell Jasper about our ya know home situation?" I ask, I hope he says yes. I have acquaintances but they'll never be as close to me as Jasper and how close Henry will soon be.

"Yeah definitely, we have to but let's do it over his favorite meal. I wouldn't tell anyone else cause uh, people take things and blow them out of proportion." He says sighing at the end. Something must be wrong.

"What's wrong?" I ask him. 

"Bianca's been acting more different, she's trying to change me." He says plainly but I need more.

"If you want help, Momma Char needs more so boy you better spill." I say and he smiles. I move back on the bed so my back is against the wall and Henry lays his head in my lap, laying horizontally as I sit vertically. He looks up at me.

"You got a booger in your nose." He says calmly. My face drops in horror and I already know my voice will come out squeaky and high.

"I do not! Don't look up my nose you weirdo!" I squeak out. Henry laughs and I mush his head with my hand.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist. Your nose is pretty clean though," I punch his shoulder," Ow, okay okay I'm telling I'm telling. Okay fine so um yeah she hates Jasper. I just found out that out, she called him a bucket-loving worthless piece of shit waste of live. I got super pissed and I almost blew up on her. Then uh ya know, she started asking about my family and why she's never met them even though I tell her all the time that they really don't care about me. Then of course she brought up the fact that I was a waste of space," I start playing in his hair to soothe him," but uhm yeah she just said a lot of things, and my emotions got the better of me. She ran away crying and I guess she told my family cause they want me out sooner now but our move in day is now Saturday so yeah. She's just being bitchy now and I don't like, I've seen her flirting and touching other guys, she wears skimpy clothing and she wants me to change too. She wants me to skip class, not do work, skip school, get in more trouble, get detention, fail classes, smoke, drink, get tattoos, dye my hair, just be this whole other person." Henry rants and then he lets out a huge breath. He closes his eyes.

"It might be time to let her go. I'm sorry, don't hate me but I really think it's time. You say she's been acting different and I don't want to see you change into something you're not." I say and my last few words hit me hard. I must have stopped playing in Hen's hair cause he looks at me and sits up. 

"You're right." He say and gets off the bed to turn the light off. I curl up a little and lay down, facing the wall. The bed dips and arms wrap around my tummy, a blanket is pulled up over us and I feel a kiss placed on my head, through my bonnet.

"I'll do it soon. Goodnight Char. And uhm thanks." Henry says. I just nod and I know he felt it cause my head has to be by his, I felt his breath on the back of my neck. Dammit, this boy might be the death of me.