I'm just a 15 year old girl, trying to become a meterologist and a journalist.
Chapter 6 ------------ I wait for Mrs. Johnson to open her office door. Butterflies go crazy inside my stomach, and I feel myself start to hyperventilate.
Chapter 5 ------------ -"Oh my god. Jonah. It's my mom. She's calling me. Right now. What do I do?!?" -"Don't answer it Charlotte!" My phone rings and rings, finally going to voicemail.
Chapter 4 ------------ -"Hello?" Jonah's voice says on the other end. -"Jonah. Thank god you picked up!" I say through tears. -"Charlotte, what's going on?" -"It's my mom.
Chapter 3 --------------- The last two hours of the school day are a blur. I go, sit in my classes, and just wait for the day to be over.
Chapter 2 ------------ I finish class, after rehearsing for my school showcase. It's a big deal, because it's everyone's chance to show the city what they've got.
Chapter 1 ------------ "Hey ugly, get out of here!" "Ew, it's Charlotte." "Slut. Whore!" I hear all of that as I walk down the hall, books pulled close to my chest.
Loneliness, trust issues, depression, suppressed anger: These are some symptoms given from heartbreak..
So I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so you can appreciate when they're right.
Is "fat" really the worst thing a human can be. Is " fat" worse than "vindictive", "jealous", "shallow", "vain", "boring", or "cruel". Not to me. -J. K. Rowling.
I wish I could go back to Christmas Eve, 2010. I wish I could relieve the last Christmas with my grandma. When everyone was happy, when there was nothing for me to worry about.
Those who seem heartless now, once cared too much..
I thought I knew what heartbreak felt like. I thought heartbreak was me, standing alone at the prom. That was nothing. This, this was the heartbreak. The pain in your chest, the ache behind your eyes.