Carter:
"Hey, are you going to Kevin's place later?" James asks me.
"I don't know, maybe. I might just hang out at home for a couple hours." I reply hitting the birdie with my racket.
"Aw, come on Carter. You've mopped around at home all year. Get out of the house for a night. It's not going to kill you." Kevin says in a pleading manor.
"Fine, but only for one night. I reply, trying to get the idea of a party out of my mind. I have never been a huge fan of Kevin so I hope his idiot jock friends aren't there.
"Good. You've been a huge couch potatoe lately." He says laughing midway.
I laugh, " You take that back!" I say jokingly.
We walk out of the gym and head towards our lockers.
"So, when are you gonna get a girlfriend? You haven't dated once in 17 years. You may as while give it a try." States Kevin.
"I'm wiring for the right girl. I want someone I know will actually care about me, and why did you bring this up?" I ask.
"Because... Stacy Black is coming right this way." He says as I turn around.
Stacy has a raging look on her face that makes me shiver. Stacy has always had some anger management issues. I had never liked her that much.
"Kevin Andrews!" She shouts glaring at my friend. "Why did you tell the whole school have diarrhea?! I most certainly do not and don't appreciate you saying that!"
I walk away slowly letting Kevin fight for himself. I'm not getting into that argument.
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What Love Means To Me
JugendliteraturCarter Richards was an average boy. He desired things man can't provide. Such as strength, courage, and hope. Emily Matthews longed for other things. Such as love, devotion, and acceptance. She was looking for a spark to start a fire in her life.
