User blog:Cdc1998/A New Face at Bullworth: Part 9

(So I decided I'd start on this today instead of Thursday because I'm in the writing mood. Anyways, on to the chapter)

It's now close to the beginning of April, and Charlie still is not back. Michael and I have tried contacting him, yet we always get his voicemail. He's definitely going to be in for an earfull when he listens to it. Things have been relatively calm around the academy, except for the usual clique issues. It's almost football season, which means that the football team is going to be running the school. Also, the nerds will probably try, and fail, to sabatoge their big game. From what I heard, they actually succeeded once, with the help of some kid named Jimmy Hopkins. Apparently he was a student here a few years ago. I guess he was pretty popular.

It's a Monday afternoon. It's surprisingly nice outside. The sun is shining, very few clouds in the sky, not too windy. I'm usually used to dreary weather. Oh well, I'm happy it's finally nice out. I decide to wear an Aquaberry polo and some khaki slacks. When I look in the mirror I notice I have some facial hair stubble. It took ya long enough! I then walk outside, where I am greeted by some of the preps. I notice Tad, who's the leader, talking with some of the other preps near the small field. He's giving me a dirty look. I guess he still hates that I am not one of the stereotypical Bullworth Preps, and that I'm friends with Charlie.

I decide to walk out towards the fountain, where I run into Ricky, one of the greasers. I accidentally bump past him and he gives me a look of disgust.

"Out of the way, ya trust fund turd!" He screams at me. I look at him for a moment, but then decide not to say anything and continue walking. It doesn't matter if I try to explain myself, to the greasers, I am just nothing but a trust fund turd.

I then hear my phone ring. I pull it out and see it's from Bradi.

"Hey, Bradi. What's up?" I ask her.

"Come to the parking lot, right now," She calmly replies.

"What's going on?" I question.

"You'll see when you get here. Jimmy and Michael are here with me. Hurry," She says, and then hangs up.

I then begin to fast walk my way over to the parking lot. I don't want to tire myself out in case anything happens. When I make it over there I see Jimmy, Michael, and Bradi waiting for me.

"Hey guys, what's happening?" I ask them as I walk up.

"Look over there," Jimmy says, and points out towards the parking lot. I notice a familiar car. Wait a minute, that's Charlie's car!

"He's back?!" I ask excitedly.

"Yeah... But there's a problem; We haven't seen him. We've looked all around campus, called his Aunt and Uncle, nobody's seen him," Bradi replies.

"Well it looks like the engine's still on," Jimmy notes. "Maybe he's just sitting in his car."

"What could he be doing sitting in his car?" I question.

"Perhaps he's saw us and is wondering what to say," Jimmy suggests.

A few seconds go by until the door to the car opens. Due to the stereo being turned up very loud, we can hear the song playing on the radio. It's Take a Picture by Filter. Someone then steps out. It's noneother than Charlie. However, he looks a little different. He's wearing a black leather jacket, a white t-shirt, and a pair of jeans. His hair is also shorter. Well, not short short; It's how long it was before he started growing it out. He's shaved off his facial hair, although it seems it's slowly starting to grow back. Finally, his eyes are no longer puffy and bloodshot. You can actually fully see the ocean blue color of them.

(unfinished)