Carter was sat with his friends at their designated spot in the cafeteria. The group of them were just messing about, chatting like normal people except somehow they were special. For some reason, everyone wanted to be them or be with them.

He was waiting as Chuck and Blair schemed. They had decided that Carter must make a girl fall in love with him. If he couldn't, he wasn't as good with women as he claimed. If he could, the group would stay off his back and agree that he is a successful womaniser. He would even be crowned the hottest guy in Constance.

Carter couldn't usually keep a partner for over week as he gets bored of them or they get too clingy for his liking. This was going to be difficult but he refused to show it. He was going to win this bet; he was too stubborn to lose it.

"Her." Blair pointed over at you.

You're sat at a table, chatting to your friends whilst eating your lunch. You were definitely pretty but there was something deterring Carter from pursuing you - your past together.

Carter and you used to be best friends, always attached to eachother. That was until he hit puberty and became a handsome young man. Girls started to notice him and so you became a forgotten memory. Plus, he got into the wrong crowd and his new friends began to bully you for no particular reason really.

Carter reluctantly got up, his determination to prove his friends wrong fueling his actions. He walked over to your table, plastering a flirty smirk on his handsome face and gazing down at you.

"Hey." He begins, putting on his usual cocky tone. "You and me. Tonight. What do you say?" He asks, although he was more demanding than asking. Carter was used to girls falling over just to go on a date with him. This should be easy.