Part 3

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What does he want.

I turn to him.

"Do you want something?" I say with a bitchy tone
I'm not in the mood right now for weirdos
"Nope" he says looking away from me and back on the parking lot
"Then why do you keep bugging me" I say looking out for my mom

"I don't know what you mean" he says bluntly
Bro come on I'm not stupid.
He's really getting on my nerves.

"Then why did you keep staring at me during the session" I say crossing my arms.

"Again I don't know what your talking about."

"Yeah ok then if you weren't staring at me why are standing here, go home or something."

"You know I might be just standing here waiting for a ride which is what I assume you're doing unless you were just standing out here waiting for me." He says with some stupid smirk.

"Ha I guess we're both just making things up then." I say rolling my eyes this guys seems like the hugest douche bag

"So Karter is it? Why are you here?" He says putting his hands in his pockets.
Come on mom please hurry.

"Oh I just decided to come to some random old building that smells like rubber balloons that gives me the creeps on a random Thursday night just cause I thought it would be fun" I say in a sarcastic tone rolling my eyes again.

"Wow that's really weird, I can see it though." He says chuckling

"I'm obviously here because have to be here" I say furrowing my eyebrows

"No way I totally believe the first story." He says still chuckling even more.

"Shut up" I say quickly

"So is it drugs or alcohol or both?" He asks

"Both" I saw looking down at my green converse "what about you?"

"Mostly alcohol I dabbled in little bit of drugs but that's all been months ago"

"What then why are you even here?" Who's the weirdo now

"I was supposed to have it done months ago but the dead lines coming and the court hasn't been a huge fan of me"

"Oh I see"

"So what about you? are you sober?" He asks I take a sharp breath before answering

"I feel like you'd know if I were I lying if I said I were sober. I mean you heard my answer to that dumb question in there" I say fumbling the zipper on my jacket

"I mean you're not exactly wrong but I would know because you smell like weed being masked by a cheap vanilla perfume." Suddenly remembering I smoked that blunt at Max's house. Shit I hope no else smelled it especially my mom.

"Hey it's bath body works" I say playfully shoving his arm. Which I immediately regret. He's a weirdo Karter.
Don't forget.

A heavy silence fell for a few seconds before I decided to talk.

"You know I haven't seen you around anywhere here before not even at school or anything."
We live in a small New Jersey town
Almost big enough to consider a city but not quite.
But I feel like I would have seen or at least heard of an Ethan at school. He seems like the type all the girls would try and get with.

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