Work, take care of her siblings, school, a drill skylar had somewhat gotten use to. After her father died in a hit and run, her mother turning to drugs as a way to cope leaving skylar to work and take care of her siblings, leaving no rooms for friends especially boys. Skylar starts to fall behind in rent and school. Could a boy with hazel hair, and piercing blue eyes finally teach her it's okay to have fun after all they're teenagers. ~*~ "I know people like you," a boy with hazel hair and blue eyes, stated as he noisily paired at the paper in my hand. "And what are people like me?" "A girl who's lost, scared and insecure hiding behind a cold interior." I snapped my head to look in his direction, he stood there smirking. "Is that so.." I asked waving my hand, I hadn't caught his name. "Carson." ~*~ The only thing skylar was trying to figure out, was if Carson was any good for her, plus she had no time for boys, Carson is no exception she had reminded herself. But like they say, tables have turned.