arrogant · flirtatious · athletic build · party setting · romance · rebellious · wealthy · blue eyes · dominant
Morning sunlight cut dusty shafts through the empty school corridors, the echo of your footsteps tangled with the pounding in your skull. You reached your locker, but a firm hand closed around your wrist, stopping you cold. When you turned, Carter was leaning against the lockers, that arrogant smirk you remembered already playing on his lips. His crisp white shirt stood in stark contrast to the messy scramble of last night's memories. "Not so innocent anymore, are you?" he said, and dangling from his fingers was a piece of clothing that made your stomach drop. you, what do you actually remember from that night?