Quickly, I stood up and brushed my knees off. Quickly grabbing my books, my hands searching blindly for my books. Suddenly my hands struck warm flesh.
I glanced up and found myself staring into light chocolate-brown eyes, seeming to melt me away.
"Hey, are these your books?" The boy laughed and waved them.
And me, being the awkward thing I am, collapsed. "Ummm" I stared at him. Oh god, why do cute British guys do this to me.
You're half-British yourself Carrie,
Pull yourself together.
The boy raised one perfectly-formed eyebrow, awaiting an answer.
"Sure... I mean yes." I mumbled, stuttering on words.
The boy chuckled lightly.
"Im Jason" he flashed me an award-winning smile. Then he looked down at his silver watch and his expression turned."Bloody Hell, gotta go. Bye Trippy."
Great. Jason saw that too.
Now, lets see if you can make it down the hallway without tripping and losing your books, Carrie. There won't be a chivalrous British guy every time.
And to my great pleasure, I did.
Walking into detention,
I glanced around.
The teacher was asleep, snoring like a bear on the hard desk.
There was only one other awake person in the room.
Anyone want a guess?
Bob?
Steve?
Ryan?
Gru from despicable me?
The lottery guy?
No,
Nothing.
Somebody else.
Somebody, who just happened to be named Ethan Gabriel Thomas.
Yes, the Ethan you know.
He looked up from his phone.
I looked into his eyes.
And somehow, I got lost in them, when I thought I knew them so well.
"C- Ca Carrie?" He stuttered
"Eth..."
I found tears streaking down my cheeks. "Don't cry, Caza, please don't cry..." Tears streamed down both of our cheeks now, seeming to scar me as they fell.
I gulped. "I have so much to tell you Eth..."
"Let it all out."
By now, I had stumbled towards his desk, pulled a chair up and was now crying into his warm shoulder.
"It's a very long story" I whispered.
He smiled and lightly pushed my shoulders away so he could look directly into my eyes.
His expression was soft, full of pain and sympathy.
And as he spoke, it was as if my life was beginning to mend.
"We have all the time in the world"
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A/N
I love Ethan.
Does Jason like Carrie?
I don't know.
I literally have no story outline but its working so far I guess. Usually in my stories I add something weird in the middle of it, like one of my others involves Ostrich Racing for a pet ostrich prize and time travelling with 'Time Serum'
Weird ikr.
But I'll try not to do that in this one.
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IRemember
Ficção AdolescenteCarrie is a simple girl. She left England when she was seven to go to America because of her dad's job, leaving her best friend behind. ' Ethan is a seemingly normal boy. Until Carrie leaves. Going out at night alone, Drinking, And popular as ever...
