Trapped in Love Miss Arogan

100.

This morning, Charlotte woke up in her room at six past thirty-five. But a while after that, he was seen just spending his time with the crisp in his bed.

Charlotte was deliberately not prepared to go to the campus because she was too lazy to get up let alone have to get out of bed. His head felt so dizzy from drinking too much.

Charlotte admitted, she did drink unlimited booze last night because of problems with Xander and Brandon. As a result, this morning was so open his eyes, his body could not wake up at all and his head also felt dizzy instead of playing.

"Geez, my head hurts so much." he muttered once he opened his eyes, while occasionally opening his nose.

Charlotte clucked in annoyance as she recalled how many alcoholic drinks she had spent last night.

"I'm not gonna drink that much anymore, you dumbass." Charlotte said again, clucking in annoyance.

To be honest, Charlotte herself was already used to dealing with alcoholic beverages like this. But Charlotte must admit, if she had crossed the line last night. He even forgot how many glasses he had drunk, so many.

And her headache is getting worse because of her brother, Xander. Her brother did not understand the pain of his head due to drunkenness, instead chose to nag himself as soon as he came home. Of course, he who from the beginning was full of emotions, the more emotions he had.

Charlotte suddenly remembered everything she said to her sister last night. Isn't he too mean to Xander?

"Geez, why did I say such a cruel thing to her." murmured Charlotte.

His cruel words even continued to ring clearly in Charlotte's head and made her feel even more guilty.

"Should I apologize?" murmured Charlotte. But he hurriedly nodded. "Why should I apologize, everything I say is true."

Charlotte closed her eyes once more. But Xander is the only person who can make his mood better.

Being away from Xander was a big deal because he would feel so lonely.

"It's okay. A Charlotte would never lick her own spit. I will not retract my words anymore either." he muttered diligently.

A few moments after that the hour had already shown at half-eight in the morning.

Charlotte just finished cleaning up. He then took a glass of water that was on the nightstand near his bed.

The next second, the door to his room was knocked. The door then opens and displays Xander coming back to his room.

Charlotte whined, "What did you come here for? It's still morning. Don't ruin my mood again."

"Don't play that drama. It doesn't suit you at all" Xander said. He then reached out his hand which turned out to contain a piece of medicine to Charlotte.

"What's this?"

"What don't you see? It's medicine!"

"Yes I know. But what did you give me for?"

"It's a headache medicine. For yours. Take 'em! You're just troubling me." said Xander, starting to spit out all sorts of scolding, as usual.

The young man didn't seem to be too affected by Charlotte's cruel remarks last night.

Charlotte just throttled. "If you're not sincerely helping already. No need to nag."

"Take it."

"no need. I don't need it!" charlotte was upset.

Xander clucked as he glanced at the clock on his wrist. "I want to go to college. Take swan!"

"But stop nagging me again."

"Yes, yeah. Take, hunt!"

Charlotte grabbed the piece of medicine with a rough move. He's still upset. But he really needs that medicine.

Xander simply shook his head at the girl's spoiled attitude.

"Yes, I went to college first" Xander said as he attached his bag to his shoulder.

The young man turned around before then hearing Charlotte's cry

"Wait!"

"What's wrong?" ask Xander without looking.

"You're not gonna wait for me... are you?" I don't know why Charlotte looks like she's trying to be sure.

Xander smiled slightly.

"You said all night not to go with me. So I go alone." said Xander calmly.

Xander then continued. "I'm just giving you some time to calm down. Then after that you decide you still want to go anywhere with me."

Xander continued his footsteps about to leave Charlotte.

"Wait a minute!" hold Charlotte once again.

"What else is it?"

Charlotte seemed to think for a few seconds before returning to speak.

"Aren't you hurt by what I said last night?"

Xander chuckled lightly, "You once said I was worse than last night when I was drunk. I'm used to it."

Charlotte nodded her head understandingly. He knows what Xander means. They have been fighting often. And that's normal for Charlotte and Xander.

"Luckily the grandfather had gone early in the morning to check the factory. You will not meet. So it looks like you'll be safe from grandpa's scolding this morning." continued Xander.

After saying that in the end Xander came out of the room. He goes to college, leaving Charlotte alone in his room.

Charlotte continued by taking her headache medication. After that he put the glass and chose to lie back on his bed. He closed his eyes trying to go back to sleep. He also had no activities all day.

He decided not to go to college and just rest at home.

But his plan to sleep instantly failed when suddenly his phone rang. It irritated Charlotte and threw the roll she just held carelessly.

The girl took her phone and stared at the screen.

Laurent called...

Charlotte has since ignored phone calls from anyone because she chose to mess around.

"What's wrong?" charlotte asked without answering Laurent's previous question.

"I've rented the swimming arena."

"Swimming arena?" charlotte's forehead shrunk in wonder. "For what?"

"This afternoon we're gonna go swimming. As always. You didn't forget, did you?"

"Ah that..." Charlotte remembers now. "Of course not to forget."

"Okay, I'll call you later this afternoon. I'll send you the address via ssja's message." said Laurent.

"Hm." said Charlotte then hung up the phone.

***

Charlotte sat by the pool, adjusting her hunting breath with an annoyed look on her face. Today, Laurent had just beaten her in their swimming race for the third time in a row and it was a bit of a shame for Charlotte. He never loses. Never does. And he should 'never' lose.

Laurent who just emerged from swimming in the pool can be seen combing his wet hair then putting both hands to the poolside, folding it, then smiling while looking at Charlotte's sour face.

"What's wrong with you today? You're not usually this bad." asked Laurent.

"Bad?" Charlotte raised next to her eyebrows, looking at Laurent who was swimming in front of her cynically. "What do you mean?"

Laurent then shook his shoulders relaxed. "Yes! You see, today's swimming race I can beat elo even to win three times in a row!"

Charlotte scolds cynically.

"The horror! I'd rather call it luck than victory!" tease Charlotte.

"Yes, whatever! The point is I can beat you for today." Laurent looked at Charlotte haughtily.

"Don't be too cocky, Laurent. You only beat me once. Just today."

"I'm sure I'll beat you again next time" Laurent said.

Laurent smiled happily and pulled himself out of the pool. He sat on the edge of the pool, joined Charlotte. Sit next to the girl. Laurent messed up his wet hair with his hands and then looked back at his best friend's face.

At first glance, Laurent stared fixedly at Charlotte's face which was currently sitting quietly in her position. Daydreamed.

"You why exactly? It hurt?" laurent asked Charlotte who looked uninspired.

Charlotte was silent, not answering.

"You got a problem with your grandfather, huh?" laurent asked.

Charlotte glanced at Laurent. He sighed, then took off the swimming cap that had since wrapped his hair in a lazy motion. Charlotte then brushed her long hair slowly to the front of her body.

"It's not grandpa, but there's something else I'm thinking about right now, Laurent." explains Charlotte still continuing to comb her hair with her fingers.

Laurent stared in amazement at Charlotte.

"Wow, it turns out that a troublemaker like Charlotte Clinton, can have personal problems too apparently."

"What do you mean, huh?" Charlotte kicked the pool water towards Laurent with a cynical smile.

"You want a story?" bargain Laurent.

"About?"

"On your problem."

"Of course, no!" Charlotte chuckled cynically while shaking her head. "Haking personal matters to others is not my style at all!"

Charlotte lowered. Where could he have told Laurent about his problem. About Xander and his grandfather is what Laurent knows.

And also the problem about Brandon who still bothers him. The 'ex-boyfriend' problem isn't a big deal. It would be a shame for him to tell Laurent that.

While Laurent was scornful cynically.

"What do you mean by 'curhat's not your style', huh? Do you think you've never confided in me all this time? The proof all this time you always confide in me about your problems."

Laurent then shook his shoulders. "But it doesn't matter if you don't want a story. Yeah, I'm just offering! Counting I'm trying to do my job as a friend."

Charlotte smiled amusedly then shook her head.

"I'm very grateful. Don't worry, I'm fine!" Charlotte flicked her hand indifferently.

"Yes, we'll see. Okay, now I'm gonna wash my body and get ready to get changed. My body would be mossy if I were here any longer." Laurent explained.

Charlotte nodded. "Yes,"

"Are you coming tonight?"

"Where?" Charlotte raises her eyebrows.

"Night club!"

"Again?"

Laurent nodded. Charlotte was just staring in disbelief.

"Why? Aren't you coming?"

"Of course I'll come." Charlotte smile.

The young man then broke his wet blonde hair once again then ruffled Charlotte's hair as he walked past the girl.

"Then, I'll see you tonight, at the club!" he added again, then waved, then left Charlotte alone in the pool.

"Bye bye!" reply Charlotte.

After Laurent's departure, Charlotte then returned to silence while staring at her reflection in the pool.

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