Song I imagine for this chapter down below (scene with Grayson and Charlotte)

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I raised a brow challenging her. "Seriously? What did I do now to upset you, your highness" I started.

This only fumed her more. "Having every spotlight in the world wasn't enough for you, wasn't it? And you had to take mine"

I was shocked that she'd say that, making me the villain. "I, didn't, do, shit" I spaced out each word. "You've blamed me for everything in your life, you've received everything you've ever wanted including every spotlight for the price of torturing me, and you did that with pride. So don't you dare threaten me with that" I shook my head in all honesty.

Everyone knew our relationship was broken but they hadn't seen us talk this way or even have a fight in public.

An announcement interrupted us. "Good morning students" a speaker spoke enthusiastically on the speaker. "We have tallied up the votes and we are pleased to announce school captain for 2018" and paused for a second.

"Firstly, vice captain for 2019 is.. Riley Jones. And school captain for 2019 is.. Leyla Rice. Congratulations to both" they finished off.

A few students in our class congratulated Leyla but right now I could tell Leyla's attention wasn't on that, but was on us.

The evil glint in her eyes suddenly dissapeared and a smug look crossed her features as she crossed her arms over her chest. "You wanted a fight, well you got it. Just know that was your last straw, be prepared for what's coming; and don't come crying back to me when you lose" she mocked me before storming out of the classroom.

My attention stayed on the entrance of our classroom when Isabel was last seen. My eyes moved a little to the left where Grayson stood. He was leaning slightly on the wall and was staring straight back at me as his head was cocked slightly to the side. Like he was trying to read me.

Suddenly continuous beeps went off on everyone's phones in class. Everyone in class grabbed their phone including me as we opened a picture sent from Isabel.

It was a picture of a conversation. My conversation. As soon as I looked at it I knew it was familiar. Too familiar. It was a conversation between Kyle and I, our last one. Emotions came flooding back to me.

It was when Kyle decided to break up with me. I remember the moment so clearly like it had just happened.

I hadn't talked to Kyle in a whole week because he had apparently been busy and that's how it started.

Kyle: I have to tell you something.

Me: I have to tell you something too.

Kyle: You first.

Me: I just wanted to let you know I love you. There I finally said it.

I remember him reading the message but not replying. I didn't know what to feel, I only hoped that it was a glitch and he hadn't read it which is why he hadn't replied. As soon as I sent the text i knew I shouldn't have, I did it on instinct, not thinking through. I was also dumb to do it over text, always do it first in person.

A day later I received a text.

Kyle: I don't feel the same way. I'm sorry but we're done.

In bold writing below the text read:

Charlotte dumped after admitting she loved him, how pathetic can she get?

I snapped back to reality. As a few people around me giggled. I felt so embarrassed and I knew who the source of this was. I looked around and everyone was taking in hushed tones and staring at me. Even the new guy received the text.

Everyone knew Kyle and I broke up but they didn't know how. They a thought we broke off on good terms. The fact was after Kyle said we're done I tried looking for him and I stumbled on him having an intense make out sessions with Isabel. Kyle didn't see me but Isabel stared straight at me with a victorious look crossing her face.

Rachel was trying to get my attention as she had a worried look on her face.

I could feel my heart racing and my mind racing as I started to blank out. I felt dizzy. Anything is fine apart from my break up. The break up broke me, because I truly did love him and I couldn't get over him. I felt numb for the first month after I was dumped and I wouldn't do anything. It drove me right to the edge where I couldn't even function properly.

I needed to get out, I needed air.

I felt angry, so angry but deep down I knew that it was to cover how betrayed I really am.

I stood up and turned directly to Kyle. I shook my head dissaprovingly as tears swelled up in my eyes. I willed myself not to cry. I ignored everyone in the class as I directly spoke to Kyle who held his eyes down in shame. "You knew. You knew how much you broke me from this and getting together with my twin. Remember those times when we talked about what people like Isbael did? How they looked straight though people and  only cared about their own selfish self?" I paused as he looked straight at me."Well congratulations because you just become what we both hated"

I couldn't stay, not with every one staring at me and laughing at my pathetic break up.

"I need some air" I told the teacher as I left the class with my head held high. I wasn't going to give up and be the weak one. Be the strong one, I repeated in my head.

The hallway was empty and quiet only the sound of my heels could be heard.

I stopped at my locker and slid down, my knees bunched together as I laid my head back against the locker and shut my eyes, hoping that it would shut out the rest of the world.

I couldn't stop the thoughts from running in my head so I plugged my earphones in and pressed shuffle on my spotify playlist and waiting by Kian blasted in my ears.

I'm well over Kyle, but I remembered how broken I was and that terrifies me, knowing my twin has so much power over me. I could be on top of the world having the time of my life but it would all be ripped away in a matter of time. Even before I took something important to her and she fired back with something so bad. It only worried me for the future, if I really want revenge I have to be prepared for the worse. I didn't want to go back into the classroom, that would be way too embarrassing. I'll be known as the pathetic girl who got dumped.

I lost my train of thought when one earphone was snatched from my ear. I instantly opened my eyes and immediatly groaned. "What even-" I snapped as I looked up the tall figure and say Grayson standing there grinning at me.

I felt bad for snapping at him. "Sorry, bad day" I muttered staring at the locker opposite me.

He raised a brow. "Bad day? Come on, I was literally pushed out of the way by a girl" he faked being hurt. "Nothing can beat that"

I couldn't help but laugh at that and a bright smile made it's way up my face, Grayons smiled at me.

I put on a serious look. "Your poor ego, please sit down, standing must be causing you so much pain" I indicated my head to the spot next to me.

He swiftly sat next to me with his legs outstretched and crossing over each other. Our shoulders were touching and I could smell his strong cologne. There's something about men's cologne that I love, it smells too good.

He held out his hand. "I'm Grayson".

I shook his hand. "I'm Charlotte". His hand was warm and soft.

We both dropped our hands and silence enveloped us. "Ditching on your first day, never took you for the bad boy type" I searched for his hall pass and couldn't find any. In fact he looks like the perfect golden boy, with his handsome features and strong build.

He shrugged. "It was too boring"

"Let me guess, you ditch school a lot and your grades are very poor, and you play in the football team?" I stated looking over him

He smiled at this. "Well Char" he started, as my name rolled off the edge of his tongue sending shivers down my spine. "You are wrong, at my previous school I was top of the class, although I did ditch a lot because I already knew everything they were teaching me and I was the captain of the football team" he finished ticking off the list in his head.

I was slightly taken back. So he's smart, sporty and hot, is there anything he's not?

"So why'd you decide to move?" I asked curiously.

"So what happened back there between you and that girl?" He asked.

I couldn't bite down the smile that made it's way up my face. "Good point"

I definetly did not want to tell him about Isabel. I knew that Isabel would set her eyes on him and make it her life mission to make him hers, so there was no point in complaining about her.

He nodded his head to my earphones. "Whatcha listening to?" He asked.

"Waiting" I stated.

"By Kian?" He asked genuinely interested.

I nodded as I passed one earphone to him, hoping he'd take it otherwise I'd look like an idiot.

He gracefully took the earphone and placed it in his ear as we both listened to the song blasting through our ears.

For the first time in a long time I felt like I was at peace, right now I wasn't battling anyone and I didn't need to think about my next move. It was as though Isabel was no longer a threat to me, like she's playing a game of cat and mouse with herself. I knew that Grayson was the reason for that, the reason why I no longer care about Isabel right now. Words can't explain just how much I loved that feeling.

(A/N)
So how was this chapter? Do you like the new character Grayson? And what about Isabel's reaction to Charlotte firing back?
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- Ashley.