"Come on boys, time for yarn." Dad says when we get upstairs. We follow him into his room and sit on the bed.
"D-Do I have to do it today? can I do it tomorrow?" Carson asks and my dad nods.
"Of course, but tomorrow you don't get a choice. Do you understand?" Carson nods.
"Verbal answer Carson." My dad says sternly. "Yes sir."
"Ok boys, go do whatever teenage boys do these days." Carson and I head to my room.
"You should have Grayson over, he probably feels left out."
"Are you ok with him coming over?"
"Yah of course, you don't need to ask me, it's your house." I shake my head.
"It's yours too now, you need someone and that someone is here. This is your house too." Carson nods and I call Grayson.
While I'm on the phone, Riley comes into the room, shutting the door behind him. I quickly finish my conversation and hang up. "What's up Riles?" He laughs.
"Why do you insist on calling me Riles? It makes me sound like a little kid."
"You call me RiRi. Anyway, what's up?" He sits on the bed in front of me and Carson.
"I just have a suspicion and I would like to see if I'm right." I cock my head to the side.
"Carson, do you have anorexia?" Carson goes as white as snow. "Riley you can't just ask people that!" I half yell and Carson shakes his head. "It's ok, I do yes. I'm telling you this because I trust you."
"You only met me yesterday though..."
"We go to school together. I know you aren't the type of person to go around spilling everyones secrets." Riley chuckles.
"Alright well, I'm going to the mall for a bit, I need new clothes. Do you guys wanna come with me?"
"C-Can I go?" Carson asks. Riley nods.
"Of course, let's go." Carson and Riley head downstairs. A few seconds later, Grayson comes into the room, taking his shirt off almost immediatly. "It's so fucking hot outside!" He flops down on the bed next to me and we flick on the movie "Grown Ups".
CARSON'S POV
We just left the house and Riley is smiling really big. "What are you smiling about? A giiiirl?" I tease and he looks down then back up again."No actually, a guy. A really cute guy that doesn't undersstand how cute he is."
"Who is this guy?" I ask and he shakes his head. "Nobody knows and I plan to keep it that way." I pout and we pull into the parking lot of the mall.
As we were walking through the mall, we stopped at Hottopic. "I need new band t-shirts, let's go."
He finds a Mettalica t-shirt and grabs two. "Why are you getting two?" I ask slightly confused. "We, are gonna get matching outfits and then get some food." I shrug. "Ok then."
We grab two dog collar chokers and the shirts and go to checkout.
"Hi, my name is Damien and- hot damn..." He says looking me up and down and I majorly blush. Riley looks angry but quickly covers it up. He lays the stuff down and Damien snaps out of it, scanning our items. When he puts the stuff in the bag, he slips a piece of paper in it too.
At the end of our shopping trip, I took out the paper and scribbled across it was a phone number.
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A life worth living
Teen FictionRise is 14 years old. He has been in foster care for almost 11 of those years. All of the homes he has been in so far have been abusive or unfit. He has now been placed in an all boys home with 5 other boys. All of which are at least 2 years older t...