Carter was your enemy, and everybody knew that. Since pre-school it seemed, he'd been your rival in every subject there was. Classes, sports, clubs, you name it. But even outside of all that, he just didn't like you. He'd call you names and poke you, and would just generally take time out of his day to bother you.

One day, however, you came to school wearing an oversized hoodie, your friend's, and he noticed.

"What the hell are you wearing?" He asked, stopping you in the hallway. He looked down at the hoodie with a twinge of jealousy in his eyes. It was almost... cute, in a way. "Are you seriously wearing Alex's hoodie?"