A Date With Carter
Carter blinks.
"What do you mean–"
"I NEVER ASKED FOR YOUR COOTIES! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!" you scream. Carter sweat-drops.
"I don't–"
You jump from his arms, tumbling into the grass. You crawl to the edge of the lake, staring at your reflection. Tears fill your eyes. "LOOK AT ME! YOUR DISGUSTING GERMS ARE SPREADING ONTO ME! THEY'RE KILLING ME! AHHHH–"
You fall into the lake. Too bad you don't know how to swim and Carter doesn't either.
"What do you mean–"
"I NEVER ASKED FOR YOUR COOTIES! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!" you scream. Carter sweat-drops.
"I don't–"
You jump from his arms, tumbling into the grass. You crawl to the edge of the lake, staring at your reflection. Tears fill your eyes. "LOOK AT ME! YOUR DISGUSTING GERMS ARE SPREADING ONTO ME! THEY'RE KILLING ME! AHHHH–"
You fall into the lake. Too bad you don't know how to swim and Carter doesn't either.
