No Regrets
1-Not Yet
Charlotte's P.O.V.
I walked into my last class of the day-tech theatre- for what would surely be another boring day of organizing the wood loft.
“Is Charlotte Moren here?” My head snapped up as I looked to see the guidance counselor looking for me.
“Come with me please.” He said. I got out of my seat and followed him into his office and I was surprised to see my mom there, looking very old and frail, unlike her normal happy self. I had a look of confusion on my face as my mom shot a look at the guidance counselor.
“I will leave you two to talk.” He said. Oh no, that can’t be good.
“Mom?”
* * * I burst out of the office, tears already threatening to break loose. I ran down the hallways and came to a secluded area, luckily no one followed me, my mom must have known I wanted to be alone. I fell onto the floor and let my sobs rip through my body. I didn’t know how to deal with this news. I needed someone to comfort me, so I called the person who I knew would run out of class in a heartbeat to help me.
Calling Chu Chi
“Hello? Char whats up?” She asked worriedly. She heard my sobs and immediately said “Where are you?”
“By the theatre” I managed to day. I realized I had run near the class I was in before I got called to the office.
“I will be there in one minute.” I heard a click and knew she would be here soon. By now I was shaking terribly and my cries were growing louder. She found me easily and immediately engulfed me in a hug. I sobbed into her arms and she just held me, rubbing my back and saying “Shhhhhhh” She knew me well enough to know not to ask what had happened yet, she just knew it was bad.
Once a fellow senior from my tech class came out to see what was wrong but Kylie sent him away with a very serious look. I had been crying for twenty minutes now, but I had run out of tears and now just sat there shaking and gasping for breath. Kylie pulled my head off her shoulder and looked at me with questioning eyes. I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud yet.
“Did someone die?” She asked in a soft whisper.
“Not yet” I managed to whisper.
“Who?”
“Me.”
I walked into my last class of the day-tech theatre- for what would surely be another boring day of organizing the wood loft.
“Is Charlotte Moren here?” My head snapped up as I looked to see the guidance counselor looking for me.
“Come with me please.” He said. I got out of my seat and followed him into his office and I was surprised to see my mom there, looking very old and frail, unlike her normal happy self. I had a look of confusion on my face as my mom shot a look at the guidance counselor.
“I will leave you two to talk.” He said. Oh no, that can’t be good.
“Mom?”
* * * I burst out of the office, tears already threatening to break loose. I ran down the hallways and came to a secluded area, luckily no one followed me, my mom must have known I wanted to be alone. I fell onto the floor and let my sobs rip through my body. I didn’t know how to deal with this news. I needed someone to comfort me, so I called the person who I knew would run out of class in a heartbeat to help me.
Calling Chu Chi
“Hello? Char whats up?” She asked worriedly. She heard my sobs and immediately said “Where are you?”
“By the theatre” I managed to day. I realized I had run near the class I was in before I got called to the office.
“I will be there in one minute.” I heard a click and knew she would be here soon. By now I was shaking terribly and my cries were growing louder. She found me easily and immediately engulfed me in a hug. I sobbed into her arms and she just held me, rubbing my back and saying “Shhhhhhh” She knew me well enough to know not to ask what had happened yet, she just knew it was bad.
Once a fellow senior from my tech class came out to see what was wrong but Kylie sent him away with a very serious look. I had been crying for twenty minutes now, but I had run out of tears and now just sat there shaking and gasping for breath. Kylie pulled my head off her shoulder and looked at me with questioning eyes. I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud yet.
“Did someone die?” She asked in a soft whisper.
“Not yet” I managed to whisper.
“Who?”
“Me.”
Awesome!:) and I know exactly how you feel!=]
7/21/13