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Chapter 7~Carter

You may not care but I seriously have an addiction to fanfiction and it's highly unhealthy. I stay in my room and read a fanfict and I swear the only things you'll here coming from me/my room is me whispering 'ouch. Death' when a climax is reached or when I catch 2000x feels

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I am actually kind of happy that I am paired with Shawn on this project. And I am not gonna lie, he is hot. He hasn't done anything to make me think bad about him. For a second, I even thought he was Bird!

I have had my suspicions about him before, atleast about him being a bad person, seeing as everybody else in this school seems to just make my life better and better.

*Flashback*
I walked down the hall way to my second period class when suddenly I am bumped into by the new girl, Mahogany. All my things fell out of my hands and I bent down to pick them up and surprisingly she started to help too.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pu-"

Suddenly I heard a gasp coming from behind me.

"What the hell are you doing Lox!? Don't help her! Let her pick her own things up. Or better yet." Jenna started

Oh shit.

She yanked me up by my hair making me drop all of my things I have gathered. "Stay away from me and my friends, you worthless, scummy, bitch." she whispered in my ear shoving me back on the ground.

*End of Flashback*

Why am I even alive.

I push my thoughts aside, sighing, I unlock my door and step inside. Immediately the fowl smell of alcohol and cigarettes hit me like a wave.

I grimace seeing my dad passed out on our tattered couch.

Now don't get me wrong, I live in a rather large house and myself father has a well paying job, but my dad spends his money on drug instead of keeping up the house.

I walk into my kitchen, grab a bag of Colby Jack cheese and sit on my bed. I grab my phone and go to my messages and since I have no other friends except for Kaylin. I text Bird saying 'Hi ☺️' he instantly texts back a and we chat a little until I tell him I have to go somewhere and he responds with 'coming to visit me🌚' which causes me to laugh but in my head I think if I did, you would probably ditch me like the useless person I am.

I get out o my bed and hop into the bathroom look at my horrid reflection in the mirror. Lord if you are up their, kill me now. My eyes are drawn to the razor but I shake my head. I am to much of a wimp to actually cut, or kill myself. I am so weak.

I take off my clothes and hop in the shower turning it on warm, lathering my body with soap. I grab my luffa and start furiously scrubbing my skin, trying my best to possibly deteriorate and just flow down the drain. I stop once I realize the water is turning cold and get out of the water.

I dry my body and hair and get dressed to go over Shawns house for an hour or two. I know he probably won't care how I look, or about me period. He probably just invited me over to make fun of me or something. I ignore my thoughts and put on a tye-dye shirt and grey sweatpants. I then throw on socks that I am sure are completely different and sneakers. Putting on my jacket, grabbing my phone and charger, and putting my hair in a braid-- I leave the house before my dad even realizes I was their.

Coincidentally, Shawn lives a few houses down so I walk their and knock on his door, immediately feeling sick.

What if he invited me as a joke?

Haha! C'mon who wants to spend time with scum like you!?

Your such a joke!

My thoughts are interrupted as Mr.Tomlinson answered the door. If you can't tell by the separate last names, Shawn was adopted at the age of 8, and I know because we went to grade school together. Mr.Tomlinson has showed Shawn nothing but love and care and I admire him for that. He is a lovely man indeed.

"Carter! I wasn't expecting you to be here!"

I smiled sheepishly, "Shawn invited me, I can leave if yo-"

"No it's fine, Shawn is in his room 2nd on the left!" Mr.Tomlinson said and invited me inside.

I thanked him and walked inside walking up the stairs and knocking on his door. Few seconds later, a shirtless Shawn showed up at the door making me blush.

"I- uh - ermm- I gonna just." I said feeling out of place.

"Sorry, I'm really sorry. Come in I almost forgot you were coming over!" And I didn't blame him, I'm quite forgettable.

I stood awkwardly in the middle of his room and he motioned for me to sit and I sat on his bed.

"So, do you sing." He said breaking the bread silence we were in.

"A little."

"Sing for me."

"I'd prefer not."

"I-I'll sing with you." He said timidly. I rolled my eyes. He knew he was good already, he sings in every talent show!

I sighed, knowing I'd have to sing eventually.

"I will sing alone." I mumbled and he nodded.

I took a deep breath before starting my first note.

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