Charlotte stifled a laugh at Leon's anguished declaration.<span style="font-style: italic">And I thought that I was the actor,</span>she thought. "Okay, see you then!" She said as he left. She followed his suit after taking a few more moments to gather her things. She was only a few steps into the hallway when she heard her name.<br/><br/>"Lottie!" The speaker was female and clearly distressed. Charlotte slowed, and two people fell in step to either side of her. To the left, a very tall, bespectacled boy with curly red hair and a faceful of freckles. To the right, a full-bodied girl with a perfectly coordinated outfit and an air of confidence.<br/><br/>"Good morning, Sarah, West!" Charlotte chimed, eliciting one smile and one aggravated eye roll.<br/><br/>"Don't 'good morning' me! We have a crisis to deal with!" The other girl exclaimed. Charlotte did her best to look concerned.<br/><br/>"Oh dear, what's the crisis for today?" West snickered at the question behind one freckled hand, carefully avoiding the glare of his more dramatic friend.<br/><br/>"I'm going to pretend that both of you are being the genuinely concerned friends that you're<span style="font-style: italic">supposed</span>to be and carry on; anyways, you-know-who asked me out yesterday!"<br/><br/>"Anything but that," Charlotte gasped, grinning at the playful shove that followed.<br/><br/>“This is serious. For the first time in months, I’m not single anymore, so of course it’s today that the super-cute British guy moves here!” Sarah’s glossy lips pulled downwards into an exaggerated pout.<br/><br/>“Oh! Speaking of, I won’t be in theatre during lunch,” Charlotte said, shooting an apologetic glance at West.<br/><br/>"'Speaking of'?" The boy repeated, voice just loud enough to be heard over the chaos that came with each class change.<br/><br/>"Oh, hey, you're doing that president thing, right? Showing him around?" Sarah asked, already plotting.<br/><br/>"Yes, I am, and no, you can't come along. You're taken, remember?" Charlotte patiently reminded her.<br/><br/>"You're no fun. You probably just want him all to yourself. Selfish." Her tone was one of faux offense, and she could only hold the expression for a few moments before laughing; a high, cheery sound that neither friend could help but join in.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>The classes passed by quickly enough. When the bell finally rang to dismiss seniors to lunch -they had four thirty minute lunch periods, one for each grade level- Charlotte lingered in her class for a few minutes to ask some last minute questions of her teacher, then left in search of Leon. It wasn’t quite as hard to find him as one might think; all she had to do was go to the cafeteria and head towards the loud group gathered around a table in the corner.<br/><br/>She made her way through the small crowd, uttering a few polite ‘excuse me’s as she did.<br/><br/>“Hey, Leon!” She said with a smile once she’d come upon the table. “Do you want to go now? Or do you want to finish your lunch?”