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CHARLOTTE SAT AT HER SMALL DESK with her feet tucked beneath her, scribbling away the lyrics she had just written down to a scrap piece of notebook paper.

It had been a few days since Charlotte and Olivia arrived back home after the Mizpah Investigation with Sam and Colby, and Charlotte had been holed away for a majority of them. Jordan arrived at LAX yesterday morning, so after the girls spent a day catching up and moving her back in, Charlotte was back to full-on song writing mode.

Although, she hadn't been getting very far.

Her brain physically hurt as she tried to string something together, but she wasn't getting anything worth wild. Every time she would get a few words or a sentence down, she would scribble it out and pull out a fresh sheet of paper.

It's not deep enough.

It's not romantic enough.

It's not poetic enough.

It was just never enough.

That was Charlotte's least favorite part about her career. She loved singing. It was her passion since the beginning and always would been. Typically, song writing wasn't this hard. She usually had something to write about. Now, she had nothing.

The notebook she kept stashed away and used solely for song lyrics was nearing the last pages. It was filled to the brim with song lyrics from songs on her past two albums. Occasionally, she would even flip through them and try and take inspiration from them.

It never worked.

She sighed in defeat and slammed the notebook closed, throwing her pen onto the white desk and throwing her head back. She ran her hands through her hair in aggravation, ready to give up and scrap the idea of releasing another album. Ever.

She shook the thoughts away and slipped on a pair of slippers, venturing out into the kitchen to get herself a drink of water.

She pulled a fresh glass out of the overhead cabinet and filled with ice water before pulling her phone from her sweatpants pocket. She scrolled through Instagram while she leaned on the counter, sipping away at the shivering cold water.

A few minutes later, her glass was empty and she retreated back to her room. The clock was reaching close to eight o'clock, which meant she had been working on writing a single lyric for the past few hoursβ€”give or take considering the amount of Instagram stalking she had doneβ€”with no avail.

She quickly shut her phone off, putting it face down as to not get distracted and slumped in the comfy desk chair.

The minute her pen touched the paper, she froze again. The only thing that arrived in her mind was the nice of crickets chirping deep in her thoughts. It was useless.

Groaning, the brunette ran her hands across her face and flopped it down. Her face was tucked behind her folded arms while she mourned her career. In the process, her mind also traced back to the past couple of days, seeing is she could source anything from there.

Her mind glued to the investigation, and for a moment she figured she could come up with some cool song with a ghost themeβ€”call it something like Ghost Story. Only, as she began to jot her throughs on paper as to not loose them, she reached a new subject.

A subject that arrived with blue eyes and a charming ass smile.

She smiled slightly just at the thought of Colby and the small moments they shared at the Mizpah. The way he checked in on her multiple times through out the night, or the way she felt so safe near him and latched onto him after every paranormal activity.

Then she thought about the morning after and his delicate compliment that made her blush all the way back to LA. She was wonderstruck by it and him, and she was blushing all they way... Wait!

Charlotte's eyes go wide for a moment and then the next thing she knows, she's scribbling phrase after phrase into her notebook.

Looking at it, you would think a second grader wrote it, but that didn't matter to Charlotte. She didn't need to see it, not when the song was already practically playing in her head.

She smiled to herself triumphantly and moves to the corner of her room, retrieving her guitar from its stand. She strums the pick through the strings and cringes before tuning it. She strums it again and finally arrives on a perfect melody to fit the lyrics.

She hums the first few lyrics while she tests out a few chords and once it's perfect, she jots them down.


VERSE 2
The lingering question kept me up
2 AM, who do you love?
I wonder 'till I'm wide awake
And now I'm pacing back and fourth
Wishing you were at my door
I'd open up and you would say
"Hey, it was enchanting to meet you"
All I know is I was enchanted to meet you

PRE-CHORUS
This night is sparkling, don't you let it go
I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home
I'll spend forever wondering if you knew

CHORUS
This night is flawless, don't you let it go
I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone
I'll spend forever wondering if you knew
I was enchanted to meet you

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charlotterenee i'd spend forever wonderin' if you knew... i was enchanted to meet you 🌷

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