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Umbrella Academy !!

BED HEAD IS AN INSUFFERABLE PROBLEM FOR CHARLIE. Her hair was always super messy and tangled in the morning. And the old hairbrushes didn't work too well.

Charlie always worked hard to make sure they were constantly gorgeous. Growing up in the spotlight, everyone was always looking and it was tattooed into their mind that appearances were everything.

Obviously, she grew out of that mindset but there was a little voice in the back her head. It told her to she had to look great or no one would ever pay attention. Spending hours on hair, makeup, and clothing. That was Charlie's number one priority.

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Main entrance !!

"Good morning, Ms. Charlie." Pogo walked past the blonde, heading out of the living room.

"Morning, Pogo." She peeked through the doorway to see an almost naked Klaus. "Klaus, what the fuck?"

He turned around, smiling at the sight of his sister. "Oh, hey, my lovely cob of corn."

She cringed at the name. "Why are you naked?"

"Well, I usually sleep nude but..." His smile grew suspiciously and Charlie's face looks Elmore and more disgusted.

"Get some clothes on. Please." She turned and left, walking out the front door.

What should she do now? She tapped her foot while her mind recapped the event. Then wandered to older days, older memories. Memories of her childhood.

It was all a hard time, but there were fun times. Times they'd play tag around the house, or sneak out at night to the nearby donut shop.

Her, Diego, Klaus, Luther, Five, and Vanya. Only Vanya never really came with them. She was always excluded from the fun tim they spent together.

They always assumed Vanya didn't want to sneak out each night. She seemed like the boring one that wouldn't dare to disobey their father. Charlie thought, If I ask her she might slip and tell Dad. Then it'll be my fault we can't go anymore.

She couldn't bare to be the reason her and her siblings lost more freedom. They'd hate her for a while and they hated when they were mad at her.

She found herself walking along the streets of the city. She could've called Tara, maybe tell her all about what happened, but perhaps it would sound a bit insane. I mean, not that it would be unbelievable. She just liked the normalcy she had with Tara.

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Dylan speaks !!

This is pretty short Ik but I wanna get this out and I need to get some school work done.