Carter walked home, scuffing his feet along the sidewalk, kicking a pebble. Lately he had been thinking about stuff more than usual, and it was weird. Life used to be so carefree, and now he spent three-quarters of his time moping around instead of having fun.

Maybe I need to get away for a while, he thought, but shook his head. It was almost ( Read more... )

Carter rolled his eyes and tossed the joystick to his PS2 on the bed.  It was a crappy system, a crappy game, and he was fucking bored.  Video games weren't exactly his thing, but was it his fault that Elle was missing, his friends were busy, and he didn't even have any homework?  No.  He decided a quick update would be something to do . . at least ( Read more... )

Carter walked home in the rain, too lazy to call a cab, and he needed time to think, anyway.  About Alex and Elle and all of the girls and relationships he had fucked up and tried to put back together.  He reached his building after a fifteen minute or so walk and jogged up the stairs.  Realizing no one was home, surprisingly, he glanced at the ( Read more... )

Carter arrived home after a few hours talking to people in Starbucks.  He was getting used to New York, but he still didn't feel like he had that many friends.  But he had Elle.  He had Elle.  And Alex, and Maggie.  Jason was pretty cool too.  He sighed and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, drinking it in one gulp.

"Carter!  You're home ( Read more... )

Carter had heard his sister, Maya walk in and thought frantically about what he was going to do.  Maya was supposed to be here.  She was an alcholic, a druggie, a sex addict, and she was in rehab.. and even if she wasn't in rehab, she couldn't be here!  But unless he was seeing ghosts, she wasn't in rehab anymore.

"Maya, what the fuck are you doing ( Read more... )

::Carter walked into his room after the long, exciting, romantic and partly heartbreaking party at Suite 16.  He hadn't really even known the girl which made him feel a bit guilty.  But she hadn't really noticed him, so he guessed it didn't matter.  He turned on his computer.  All the stuff running through his head belonged in his Livejournal.::

I ( Read more... )

::Carter looked around his new apartment.  He hated his parents for making him come back here, all it was was snobs and guys who thought they were so fucking hot.::

But maybe they've grown up.  It can't be that bad... there's also obviously going to be new people.  Westport gets new arrivals all the time...

"Carter, fuck man did you take my iPod ( Read more... )