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At the tug on her sleeve, Charlotte spun around giving a dazzling smile, her eyes glittering with excitement over not only the sweets she was waiting for but also because she had been hoping Lydia had finally arrived and found her somehow in this massive crowd. It faded slowly to a polite ‘model’ smile though as she came face to face with someone she didn’t know or at least she didn’t think she knew. The confusion must have been visible on her features as he quickly shook his head, slightly stepping to the side to show the individual behind him, causing her eyebrow to raise as she locked eyes with dark brown ones. She felt a blush trying to form since this guy was practically dripping charm just by giving a friendly smile in her direction and even if it wasn’t for that, his appearance was enough to give her interest though looks aren't everything. She knew more than a few models that had a pretty face but with a personality as foul as a pile of freshly laid crap. Charlotte opened her mouth to ask if there was something he needed when he beat her the punch on being the first one to speak. 

[center][color=#7ACAB7]"Long time no see, Charlie."[/color][/center]

She blinked once, her mind completely short circuiting for a moment as she tried to catch up to the words he spoke before her thoughts instantly landed on the simple phrase, [i]Oh, shit.[/i] Now she was practically panicking on the inside, her mind scrambling to come up with an explanation on who the hell this was because honestly did not recognize him. Charlotte wanted to say he seemed familiar somehow but couldn’t pinpoint a single place that came to mind and she wasn’t being supplied a name either. She was now regretting her decision to half ass listen during homeroom and completely ignoring the assembly because either one of those could have given a hint. She knew the moment of silence stretching between them was growing more awkward by the second but the forced smile she tried to give had accidently made it worse. [color=#FE7F9C]”Oh, um, hey….you…”[/color], she nervously replied, which in hindsight was not helping her case here. She took a deep breath and ran a hand over her face at the stupid comment she made before continuing, [color=#FE7F9C]”Sorry, sorry, that was lame…um..”[/color]. Charlotte sighed before looking back up to him from between her fingers and then to the dude in between them as she dropped her hand. [color=#FE7F9C]”Wanna trade spots?”[/color], she asked. “Don’t have to ask me twice.” he answered before switching with her so she and the mystery man could be next to each other. 

She crossed her arms gently, her fingers nervously tapping a rhythm against her arm before speaking up, regret in her tone. [color=#FE7F9C]”I’m really sorry to ask but who are you? I know this sounds so rude because you obviously know me and while you seem kind of familiar I just can’t seem to remember who you are.”[/color] Charlotte was honestly praying the ground would swallow her up or someone would interrupt to have mercy on her because she currently felt like a complete dumbass in front of a hot guy which she just had to tell straight up, he wasn’t important to remember or be on her radar which was [i]insane[/i] because he was up her alley so far unless he turned out to be an asshole so maybe that why she forgot? She usually told those kinds to shove it and get lost though so why would he be so friendly if that was the case? This was confusing and just not how she pictured her first encounter without Lydia to go.