Carter POV
I walked into first period and sat in that back. I had slipped from the group shortly after we got into the school. I went to the office, got my schedule and came here.
The teacher walked up to me and began to explain how this was pretty much a free period for today he would assign something at the end of the hour. We do whatever needs to be done. Phones are allowed. I nodded my head when he asked me if I understood.
"I'm Mr.Fox by the way." He smiled and turned back. (Ezra from PLL 😉)
"Carter Satterly." I replied even though I know he knew my name. I heard a group of giggles when a taller brunette boy walked in. Hair almost shoulder length. Nice body build. You could see his abs through his shirt. He had a group of boys with him. I had seen them earlier with the group.
The guy that first walked in sat next to me and I shifted awkwardly. Scooting my chair over a little. His friends then made it an effort to move people out of their seat so they could sit by this kid.
Once they were done moving around they all looked at me. They boy next to me gave them a look and they all turned around. He then turned to me.
"Hey...I'm Chandler. I seen you with abby earlier." He said with a questionable tone.
"Uh yea I'm Carter. " I said wanting this conversation over. This kids voice was affecting my women hormones..bad.
"Are you sitting with us at lunch?" He asked pulling his phone out and turning to face forward.
"I think so." I said and plugged my headphones in. I was listening to twenty pilots when he pulled my left headphone out. "Can I help you?" I asked kinda annoyed. I hate when people mess with my music.
"Actually you have to. I was covering for you while you were in la la land. We have a project where you do a skit. We had to choose a topic and we just so happened to have gotten romance.", He paused while I rolled my eyes "now I know it isn't thrilling but we are gonna be hanging out alot anyway. Soo we have to make the best of it. Got any skit ideas?"
I was still fathoming the fact that I had to work with this kid. I mean I know I don't know him. But all odds are is he is probably a fuckboy.
All I've ever known of guys are fuckboys. So they irritate me. Alot. The bell rang and I got up and pushed my chair in. "We can probably do something from Shakespeare...we can figure it out after school."
"Do you wanna come to my place? My parents won't be home and my brother is staying at a friend's house tonight." He asked. There was a look in his eye that told me this might be bad but at this point in my life..why not.
"Yea.. but I know Abby wants to hang out so after that."
"Okay cool...we can just go from hanging out with the group to my house."
"Okay see you later" I replied as I walked to my locker and got my things for my next hour.
It's eh but I'm trying
