You hyped yourself up for an hour and half.
“I got this. I got this,” you say in the mirror.
“She's going to reject you, loser,” you hear Charlie say behind you.
“Shut your stupid girl face, Charlie!!” You say in your high-pitched puberty voice as you turn around.
“Oh, geez, my feeling are so hurt. How could you say such a thing. I might just die, now.”
“Well, your my best and only friend. I'm going to need you to be more supportive.”
“Okay, fine. Whatevvves.” This earned a chuckle out of you. You found it funny when Charlie said stuff in a silly voice.
”Don't call me that,”
“Today is the day I get a girlfriend.”
“Most likely not, but okay.”
“What? I'm just being supportive.”
“Oh my chips, can you be normal for one second?”
You and Charlie continue to talk like this as you walk to school on your normal route. You started to feel it was okay if that girl doesn't feel the same way, because you had Charlie. As you thought this in your head, you gave Charlie a little hug. As if on queue, Charlie hugged back. You both walked all the way to school like this continuing whatever you were talking about.
Author Notes: I just came up with this. It's trash and all, but I was in a good mood and thought, good mood, dumb story. So, yeh.