You see, I always thought I'd be the one with no "other half" or soulmate. By the way I was treated at school, I just took myself to be one of "them". One of the losers. I had always been way to socially awkward and usually just sat at the lunch table by myself. I would look around and see everyone sitting around their friends, laughing and carrying on. Some people I see looking at me and snickering. Could this get any worse?
My name is Carter Summers. Im 17 years old and I'm a smashing size of 5'5'. My body consists of skinniness, long blonde hair, and crystal blue eyes. I wear glasses so most of the time people completely miss them. My parents hardly even acknowledge me, so most of the time Im in my room reading or watching Netflix. My wardrobe isn't really new. So I usually just wear jeans, a t-shirt, and sweatshirt with my hair in a messy bun.
School Monday started like any other day, pulling in to the parking lot with dusty, worn-out car. They call it the bum buster. I guess its a logical name considering every time I hit a bump the spring crawls into my butt. I crawled out of my car. Running about five minutes late as usual, I ran for the Administrators Office to grab a late note. I went to Biology and grabbed my book.
"Your late Ms. Summers..." Mr. Hunt said.
"I know I know. I'm sorry!"
We started reading our book about Animal Cells, answering the questions that followed along with it.
"Psst. Carter. This is from Nicole." Lindsey handed me a note. It's never good when they hand me something. In chemistry, they had covered a book in some sort of chemical and I had to stay in the hospital for a week with burns on
my hand.
I opened the note to read the words
'Look. I can ruin your life in one word. Watch your back sweetie'
I balled the note up and shoved it in my book bag. I heard Nicole and her "minions" laughing in the back of the room.
"Here goes to another great year!" I muttered sarcastically. This is going to be one horrible year.....
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Changing Carter
Teen FictionYou see, I always thought I’d be the one with no “other half” or soulmate. By the way I was treated at school, I just took myself to be one of “them”. One of the losers. I had always been way to socially awkward and usually just sat at the lunch tab...