High School Never Ends

3: Carter Clifford

"I got my schedule this morning." I say to the boys as we were walking to the school.

"What classes do you have?" Ashley asks.

"12 grade biology
12 grade maths
12 grade reading and L.A.
12 grade history
Art and
Criminal Justice class"

"Holy balls, your in higher classes that me!" Ashley says.

"And me." Cason says.

"Haha boys, she's in almost all my classes, I'll show you the way babe." Carter says, wraps his arm around me and starts walking towards class.

"Bye, I'll see you guys later." I call to them.

"Bye Ella!" Cason screams.

•••

Lunch time rolls around and I sit with Carter, Ashley and Cason. By force.

"What the heck are you eating?" Ashley asks me.

"Umm... A salad, what does it look like, you retard." I say and scoff.

•••
I walk home with Carter because he literally lives right next door to me.

"Hey Ella, can you help me study for maths? I don't understand a flip shit." He says.

"Of course, come to mine in 30?"

"Sure, see ya there babe." He smiles and winks at me.

•••
" Ella, carters here to see you." My dad yells from the hallway.

"Send him up daddy, we're just gonna study." I reply.

"Hi love." Carter says as he walks into my room, carrying his backpack.

"Hi Carter." I say. "So what do you need help on?"

"Oh doll, I didn't actually need help. I just want to spend time with you." Carter whispers in my ear.

"Carter, that's very sweet." I say to him, backing away from his lips.

"Baby please, let's just talk, I've never really gotten to know you."

"Okay, we can talk. Um, wanna play 20 questions?" I ask.

"Sure love. One, whats your favorite color?" Carter asks me.

"Blue. Two, why did you decide to stretch your ears?" I ask him, scooting closer so I could mess with his stretchers.

"Because they looked cool on my dad, so I got some. Three, what's your favorite holiday?" Carter asks me.

"Halloween. Four, what's your favorite drink?" I ask, not k owing anything else to ask.

"Really Ella? Haha, it's Tea, sweet tea. Five, who is your celebrity crush? Boy and girl." He asks.

"Umm... Boy- Kurt Cobain or Johnny Depp, girl- Beyoncé, cause she's my queen. Six, favorite thing about me." I say.

"Oh darling, I could name so many things, your hair, your smile, your legs are so beautiful and long, the way you laugh at my jokes, or when you blush, I swear, every time you blush I get butterflies in my stomach, or even when you swat at me when I say something dirty, your everything is my favorite babe." He says and I almost cry.

"Carter, that is the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me." I say and hug him tightly.

"Can I-I, can I try something?" He asks me.

I just nod my head, yes.

Ever so slowly, Carter brings his lips closer and closer to mine, when finally, he closes the gap between our lips.

His lips taste, sweet, I am immediately addicted to the way they taste, the way they fit perfectly with mine, and all too soon, they leave my mouth.

I silently pout as he just smiles down on me and pulls me close to him, "thank you Ella. I'm officially addicted to you." He says.

"Is it bad that I feel the same?" I ask.

"No baby, it isn't." He says.

"But Carter, my dad will kill us if he finds out that we, ya know..."

"What? Kissed? Baby I'll go tell him right now if I have to, Ella, I want you, not just for kisses and sex and shit like that, baby, I want you to be my girlfriend. Will you, Arabella Grey Hemmings, be my girlfriend?" Carter asks.

"Oh Carter, of course!" I say with excitement.

He pulls me forward and kisses me, not just a kiss, but the best kiss I've ever experienced in my life.

"Thanks Ella Grey. Thanks." He says.