We met when we were four, not that I remember much of that, but it's like whatever .
What I was told is that, when ever my parents told his parents about me, they thought I was a boy. Why would they think that you ask?
Well, because my name is Carter.
Carter Ashley Nelson.
Or CAN. (Get it?)
Well, this is also because I like to play with boy toys. Barbie dolls and 'Baby-Alive's just weren't my thing you know?
So, knowing that, the Chadwick family introduced me to their son Drew, and here's how things went 'supposedly' that day:
*Flashback*
"Sweetie, you're gonna meet a new friend today!" mommy said.
I was really happy. I needed someone to play Legos with me!
"Who is it, mommie?" I asked.
"He's from the family next door. His name is drew, baby," she replied.
There was a knock at the door and I went to open it. There was a lady and a man and a boy that was a little bit taller than me.
"Hi!" I said really loud because I was excited.
"Hi!" the boy said back and then he tried to shake my hand. I laughed and hugged him instead, becuase that was what mommy does when she sees daddy.
"Uhm, hi, sweetie, what's your name?" the man asked. The lady looked really confused too.
"I'm Carter. What's your name ?" I asked.
"She's Carter?" the man asked the lady. What did that mean?
"Carter, this is Mrs. Chadwick and this is Mr. Chadwick. This is your new friend, Drew." Mommy said from behind me.
I looked at the blond-haired boy standing in front of me and smiled.
"Mommy, can we go play Legos now?" I asked, looking up at my mom.
"Yes, sweetie," she said, and I grabbed Drew's hand and took him into our den/play room.
"You like Legos?" I asked but he didn't even answer my question.
"My mommy and daddy said that you were a boy," he said. I was really confused.
"Why?"
"Because you have a boy name, and you like stuff like I like." he replied.
"Huh?" I asked still confused but moved on, "I said do you like Legos?"
"Yeah I do." he said and we started playing.
After a couple of hours of playing, Drew had to leave.
"Bye, Car!" he said, he had given me the name earlier because we were playng with cars. (-_-)
"Bye, Drew!" he was turning away when I felt the urge to ask him something.
"WAIT!" I said, running after them.
"You wanna be best friends?" I asked, and put my hand out, like he did to me earlier.
"Yeah!" he said happily, and we shook on it.
YOU ARE READING
How We Are
Teen FictionWe thought it was platonic. Then he fell, and I hadn't realized that I was there to catch him when he did. And now here we are. Telling you our story of how we were and how we are.
