Carter was known to be a playboy. He was with almost every girl in the school. He has always been known to be short tempered and rude and the obnoxious rich kid, not even caring who’s hurt by his behaviour. That was until you came in, and completely ignored everything he did. You were his prize, his goal. If he had you, he’d win.

“Come one girl. Give me a chance. I will do better, just for you to look at me with those pretty eyes, and I wanna see something else when you look me, something that’s distinct than the look you give others.”

I gently pin her across the locker and meet her eyes, my hand above her head and I lean in towards her.

“I wanna be significant to you. Not a somebody”

My hand moves to her face, i tuck her hair behind her ear and tilt her chin to look at me.