Carl was rather popular at school or more known as White Boy Carl. Only him and his friends knew that he was starting to like you. He would find himself staring at you more than he would stare at other hot girl chicks. The bad thing was. You had a boyfriend. Your boyfriend ofcourse needed to be the most nerdiest guy. Your boyfriend wears checked shirts, glasses, braces and he has some acne, he also is in a chess and math club. Carl literally HATES your boyfriend. In Carl’s Opinion you are his and not anyone elses. Carl also had made in his mind planes how he gets you to break up with your dorky boyfriend and leave him for himself. Today you were sitting on a bench in the morning since you had gotten there early. Carl noticed you and walked up to you smirking deciding to shoot his shot. He walked up to you before sitting next to you on the bench.

Hey, dollface