His Hidden Little Secrets

January 14th, BDC

Okay, so if you guys were wondering how I imagine the character's appearances, I posted pictures of them above. I imagine Saige looking like Anna Sophia Robb, Carter like Harry Styles (but with blue eyes), Braden like the young Zayn Malik (with browner hair), Mrs. Dalton like Cameron Diaz, Jamie like Maia Mitchell, and Kristen like Chloe Moretz (sorry that I haven't been writing about her much, but she'll be in the sto a lot more soon!). You guys can picture Chloe's mom and everyone else in your mind how you like(: Also please don't hate if you're not a Directioner! THIS IS NOT A FANFIC! Thanks guys :) and be sure to vote and comment!

It had been 4 days after the date I had with Carter, and I hadn't seen him or heard anything from him. It was as if he had vanished out of thin air. Honestly, I was used to this happening at this point because he disappeared a lot, but that didn't stop me from worrying about him. Maybe he was helping his drunk mother? Working another job? Skipping school to hang out with friends? Running around the neighborhood? Who knows?

I tried to shake off the thought of Carter as I grabbed my car keys off the key hook and got into my car. I drove to school with my Paramore album blasting through the speakers, and I pulled into the school parking lot just in time for one hell of another day in that prison.

I put up the hood of my winter jacket just as I saw Kristen running towards me at full speed. I was sure that she was going to kill herself on the ice that coated the road.

"Saige! Saige!" She cried, panicking maybe?

"What?" I said in a tone grumpier than I intended it to be once she reached me.

"You heard about the big coke deal right?"

"The what?"

"The huge drug deal!"

"Um... No?"

"OMG, you haven't?!" She almost shrieked. "It's THE gossip that's going around school right now! Apparently, like, 5 guys got expelled for dealing cocaine last week and we all just found out about this now! They're probably going to jail, too."

"Um, okay? And why should I care?"

"I think Carter was one of the guys!"

"No. Kristen. Stop."

"No! I'm serious! I-."

"Kristen," I said, grabbing her shoulders. "Carter wouldn't do that. He's not that dumb."

"But he's a bad boy!"

Just then, Carter drove past us in his truck, and he honked his horn loudly at us. He was wearing a plain, white t-shirt (no jacket), and his lavender-colored beanie that covered most of his crazy-messy curls. He gave me a smirk and a head-nod when he saw me. He was so gorgeous, I could hardly stand it.

"See what I mean?!" Cried Kristen. "He even DRESSES like a bad boy! He's definitely one of the drug dealers."

"Hey, Baby!" Carter called to me as he turned around towards us. "Get in!"

"Why should I trust you?" I called back, jokingly. "You could be, like, a kidnapper or a drug dealer or a rapist!"

Holy shit, I realized. A shiver ran down my spine. Carter basically WAS a rapist.

"But I ain't!" He laughed, not even flinching after what I had just called him. "I'm just an ordinary guy with a REALLY big crush on this SUPER hot girl named... What's her name? Paige? Cage? Rage...?"

"Shut up," I said, trying not to giggle. I crossed my arms and smirked at him.

"Oh yeah! Her name is Saige!" He laughed, banging his palm playfully on the steering wheel. "Now, get in the truck, Saige." He winked at me and I rolled my eyes.