closed starter / @cbyrde
CHARLOTTE WASN’T PREPARED to see her. how could she ever be? it had been years since the days they’d spent sneaking around the hallways of their school, whispering sweet nothings to each other. chelsea was only a few feet away from her. it wasn’t often charlotte felt nervous. public speaking, large crowds, heights, she’d done them all. she let out a small sigh, heels clicking against the pristine floor as she walked towards her. it was like a magnetic pull, one she wasn’t in charge of. hands clasped, she gave a small smile. just as beautiful as she’d remembered. “hi.” how lame of a greeting after all this time. “how ---- how’ve you been?” she asked, a small laugh escaping her lips as she tucked a strand of hair between her ear.
