Seth Carter

74 8 0
                                        

Hope's POV

I woke up to the sun shining through my window. I looked out the window and its snowing. Yay!(note the sarcasm). Its not that I completely hate snow, like its pretty, but I don't like being in it. I got dressed and ran down stairs.

"Hope, honey? We need to talk."

"Okay. Bout what?" I sit down and look her in the eyes.

"Well, you're a senior now and "

I cut her off immediately. "Mom, I already have my colleges picked out."

"No um actually. I was wondering how you felt about the air force?"

I shot out of my seat and looked at her in disbelief. "Why would you even ask that mom? I support our troops yes but me?! Are you crazy!?"

"Hope! Of course not! I was just thinking of college and you would be set for years! Sweetie, I'm looking out for you."

"Whatever" I shook my head and went to my room

To Jess

We need to talk when I get to school

From Jess

What happened?

To Jess

My mom wants me to sign up for Air force. I'll talk to you at school. See ya

From Jess

Okay

I locked my phone and ran down stairs with my back pack.

"Love you!" My mom shouted

"Yeah"

I get to school and stop for a moment. All of a sudden someone rams into me.

"Hey! Watch where you're going eh?" I yelled and turned around. I looked and saw none other than that guy I helped yesterday.

"Oh hey. Going to protect me again?" He smirked at me

"No because I regret doing it the first time" I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Look, I'm sorry. What's your name?"

"Hope. What's yours?"

"Seth. Got a last name?"

"Posten. You?"

"Carter"

"Well Carter. I hope I never meet your acquaintance again" Seth grabbed my wrists.

"Woah girl! You're not getting away from me that quick"

"And what makes you so sure?"

"Because I always get what I want. And you Hope, are what I want" he smirked at me. I could feel my cheeks get warm but shrugged it off anyways.

"Hey Hope!" I turned around and saw Jessica standing there smiling like a mad man.

"I have to go. Good bye Carter."

"Later Posten" he let go off my wrists and let me walk away.

"Why were you talking to Seth?"

Hard To LoveWhere stories live. Discover now