Charlotte couldn't believe that she was punished to clean the female restroom after it was proven that she vandalized the desk of Natasha. She was certain that Natasha lied about not having a boyfriend after she heard the account of Lawrence. She found it hard to believe that Natasha didn't have a boyfriend when almost all of the male students were head over heels about Natasha.
She just couldn't let Natasha off the hook since Natasha broke the heart of Lawrence. She didn't get why Natasha wouldn't look at Lawrence. Although Lawrence did his best just to be noticed by Natasha, it was all for naught.
And the thought of it just infuriated her.
She would make sure to gather evidence as well to back her up. She wouldn't deny that it was rash of her to accuse her without evidence. So this time around, she would make sure that she would catch Natasha guilty.
She wore her backpack and was about to go out of the classroom when Sophia went in.
"Where do you intend to go, Charlotte?" Sophia asked in a concerned tone.
"You don't have to know that, Sophia," she answered.
"But I want to know, Charlotte!" Sophia insisted. "Don't get yourself into trouble just for this stupid love of yours!"
She didn't have the luxury to argue with Sophia because it would be a waste of time. "I will not get into trouble, Sophia."
Sophia didn't want to push Charlotte. "I hope so."
She didn't respond and then walked her way out of the classroom.
Sophia couldn't help it, but to worry about Charlotte. "I hope you really won't get yourself into trouble, Charlotte."
**
Charlotte made sure that she wouldn't lose sight of Natasha as she followed her. She wouldn't deny that she looked like a stalker, but if she wanted to gather proof, she needed to follow Natasha. She still didn't have a single idea where would Natasha go.
Natasha rode a bus, so she would ride a bus as well. She hoped that Natasha didn't notice that she hopped on the bus as well. It just took six minutes until Natasha arrived at her desired destination.
She continued to follow Natasha. She wasn't familiar with this area, but she knew how to read maps, so she wouldn't get lost that easily. She noticed that there was no hiding spot, so she decided to cross the street on the other side.
She quickly concealed herself at the bushes once she saw that Natasha stopped her steps. She noticed that Natasha stopped at a school that she wasn't familiar with. She tried to look for the name of the school through a map application on her phone.
According to the map, it was Jones High School.
She prepared her phone to take a picture in case she saw something that would serve as a proof against Natasha. She assumed that the boyfriend of Natasha attended at this school.
Her eyes couldn't even get wider as she saw that Natasha talked to someone who was handsome, too handsome. She couldn't believe that the handsome boy was her boyfriend.
"That witch's boyfriend is that handsome boy over there!?" she gritted her teeth. "She has those stocks of potions in her home!"
She shook her head. "I shouldn't be distracted! I'm here to collect proof of Natasha's lie!"
She captured pictures of Natasha with the handsome boy.
**
Baker didn't respond, so Natasha got that as a cue to speak again. "Looks like you zipped your lips for good, but that's not good."
She didn't want to make things complicated, but since Baker made hers complicated—making Lawrence, and almost everyone at her school believe it—she would gladly do the same thing. She would make the school of Baker believe that she was his girlfriend through a lie. She pulled the jacket of his uniform, making his face closer to hers.
"As your girlfriend, I want you to tell you're sorry for telling a lie," she wouldn't back down as she noticed there was an audience who gasped in shock and then starting to compose their opinions in their head, making it a gossip.
Baker was amused at what Natasha did. "You won't certainly make me bored."
She had a deep scowled. She disliked how Baker took this for his own amusement. He should be worried by now that others would think he had a girlfriend, but why did he look like he wasn't bothered by it?
"Don't make fun of—" she didn't have a chance to finish when he made his face closer to hers than ever.
Her instinct was to back herself away from him, but he predicted she would do that. He was prepared, so he held her waist not to let her go.
She knew that she needed to get away from his hold, but the fact she got all nervous because of him nearing his face to hers. She wouldn't want someone to steal a kiss from her, but it was all too late, so she closed her eyes shut. She felt that something covered her lips, so she opened her eyes.
Her eyes widened once she saw that Baker kissed his own left hand that covered her lips. So he didn't exactly steal a kiss from her.
He stuck out his tongue. "As your boyfriend, I don't like to kiss someone who's mad at me."