You were the new girl at school. Everyone was talking about you — mostly because of your looks.

Carl Gallagher was leaning against his locker with his friends. He looked different now. He had braids, wore chains, and acted like one of the coolest kids. People said he sold guns and didn’t care about rules.

When he saw you, he did a double take. Then he smiled with his usual smirk and started looking you over.

You were talking to some girls when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned and saw Carl.

Everyone warned you about him. He was a player and did risky things.

He smiled and said, “Hey. What’s your name? Can I call you mine?”

His friends laughed behind him.