Charlie
I'm sprawled on the couch, my legs flung over the armrest like a discarded rag doll, when Melody bursts through the front door. I can hear her footsteps race toward me, each one feeling like a tiny needle pricking my heart. Why do I have to fall for someone so unattainable?
"Charlie!" she exclaims, her brown eyes sparkling with excitement. "Guess what? I got an A on my calculus test!"
"Of course you did," I mutter, trying to sound nonchalant. "You're amazing, Mel. No surprise there." My words are like icicles, cold and biting, even though inside I'm melting under the heat of my own frustration.
"Aw, come on," she teases, nudging my leg with her foot. "Don't be such a grouch. You know you're happy for me."
And she's right. I am happy for her. But I'm also dying a slow, agonizin
