Charlotte listened closely to what Noah was saying, finding it to be fascinating. She had never been one for the history in her own back yard, and was always drawn to the technical aspects of time periods, rather than what building was erected on what day and by who. There was something about the way Noah spoke, though, so sure and even a little passionate that made Charlotte truly interested. Noah seemed to be a very genuine person, and again, Charlotte had to wonder why he wanted to hang around her. Most people looked at her and assumed she was a stuck up girl from suburbs, a tease with little substance, but Noah already wanted to see her again. She really hoped that she didn't screw this up somehow.

Smiling as she felt his hand on her back, Charlotte continued to move forward toward the church. “You're not lame,” she assured with a soft laugh, naturally gravitating closer to his side. Charlotte didn't think she had any nerdy qualities, aside from maybe wanting to go into the marketing field, oh, and there was, “math. I really like math. I had a statistics class last semester that I absolutely loved.” Again, she more than likely didn't look like someone who could spend hours working out equations and drawing out charts, but it really was something she enjoyed, and even considered fun. 

“Math is way more lame than knowing things about church,” she laughed again and finally entered the church with Noah. It was warm inside due to the amount of people passing through the doors, and the day in general, but Charlotte didn't mind much. She fanned herself with her hand before reaching into her purse for an elastic to tie her hair back. Once the long tresses were off her neck, the humid air was much more bearable. 

Craning her neck, Charlotte looked around, taking in the high ceilings, and the beautiful paintings—the church really was gorgeous. “We should take pictures,” Charlotte suggested. “I can't be an annoying tourist if I don't leave here with a few memories.” She dug around in her purse once more and took out her cell phone. Being careful not to cut herself on the broken screen, Charlotte unlocked the phone and saw she had a few texts from her friends. They sounded disappointed that she couldn't make it, and she frowned to herself for a moment, feeling guilty. Charlotte quickly pushed the thoughts from her mind and turned back to Noah, the camera app already open.