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California was huge for Peter. It wasn't huge in a sense of size, but in a sense that Peter had never dreamed that he would be able to come to California. His father had shoved it in his head time after time that he wouldn't really amount to anything and that his dreams were pointless because he would never achieve them. The first thing Peter had done when he arrived at Concord was go to the beach. Every other day after that Peter always went to the beach, along with his hydrophobic dog Bogart. This morning Peter had decided that it would be a good idea for him to take a jog down to the beach and just chill for a little bit. Sometimes it was just... a good thing to be able to go to the beach and chill out. Peter liked to think that it was like making the world stop for him. Almost as if going to the beach stopped time altogether. Bad things weren't allowed to happen while he was at the beach.

Peter left his room in a pair of sweat pants and a pale blue t-shirt that said dance heart across the front of it. He walked briskly at first, giving Bogart enough time to adjust to his stride before he started off on a jog. Bogart stayed slightly behind him, but close enough that Peter could still hear the clicks of Bogart's nails hitting the side walk. It was a good work out for both of them. Peter liked to keep in shape. He was afraid that he would get out of shape after moving away from home. Moving from barely getting to eat to getting three very fine meals a day was a drastic change to him. Peter had to make sure there was no huge imbalance or something. That would be terrible. Peter took a sharp turn, heading off of the sidewalk and toward where the beach was. His mind raced with excitement.

Most people would probably think of going to the beach as one of those things like "you've been to one you've been to them all." But Peter felt something different every time. He wasn't sure what it was exactly, but he was sure that it was a good thing. Peter slowed to a stop when he got to the sand. He knelt down to one knee, letting Bogart catch up with him finally. Peter smiled, petting Bogart, Good run, baby! He said while laughing. Peter then attempted to take off his tennis shoes. When he finally got them off he stripped off his shirt and bolted toward the water. Bogart followed him, but stopped at the area the waves had been breaking in. Peter dived into the water, falling with a laugh. He sat back up after the last wave had gone by and stood. Peter firmed his lips together as his dark brown eyes fell on his dog.

Bogart barked at the oncoming waves as if they were going to come get him. Peter shook his head, walking slowly back to the sand. He walked until he was back where he had stripped his shirt. By that time Bogart was back at his side, stubby tail wagging happily. Peter grabbed his shirt from the sand, shaking the bits of sand off of it before slipping it back on. He ran his hands through his wet hair and just sat cross-legged in the sand. He closed his eyes and drew in a deep, gratifying breath. Oh yes, this life was perfect.

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This was carter’s first weekend here in the states, he and his tiny family had just moved here a few days ago from Ireland. He hadn’t started school yet, his father had just finished the paper work just yesterday, so Monday would be his official first day. He was indeed nervous about starting a new school and living in a new town, and living on campus? That was just the twist he needed. His dad insisted on him and his sister living on campus, so that they can get the full experience of the school and life here amongst other students. All of his things were in his new room, he hadn’t bothered on unpacking just yet, he wasn’t sure why that was. Though he felt as if, If he unpacked, it’d make everything real. He was still getting used to the fact that they moved from another country, everyone and everything was different. Did his dad expect him to get accustomed so quickly?

It was Saturday afternoon and Carter didn’t want to spend it unpacking and awkwardly staring at his new roommates, he needed to get out. His sister was more persistent when she met new people, Carter never made the first move. He was too quiet to, but once you started talking to him, you probably couldn’t get him to shut up. He had decided to walk into town a bit, he thought about bringing his pet lizard, but changed his mind. What if he met a new friend and they were freaked out or something? Or other pedestrians would look at him like he was some sort of freak? He hated weird looks, it freaked him out, he knew he wasn’t like others and he didn’t want everyone to notice that right away. He wanted to blend in here in California, not automatically be recognized as a foreigner.

He found himself at the beach, his very expensive camera around his neck, waiting to be used. He walked along it, looking around at others who seemed to be with friends, families, or significant others. He couldn’t wait till he met some people and was fortunate enough to share laughs and stories with someone other than his younger sister and dad. He was wearing a light blue shirt that had a cartoon tree on it and it said ‘TREE HUGGER’ in big googly letters above it. He was wearing jean shorts that went below his knees and slip on vans that were the same blue as his shirt. He picked up his camera and took a picture as he saw a boy go into the water and his dog almost going in after him, but stopping as the waves came in. The scene made Carter smile; he snapped the picture unaware of how creepy it probably seemed from other beach goers. He watched boy go back to the sand and sit, looking as if he had never been happier, moments like these were meant to be snapped into a still memory. Carter walked closer, without even realizing it, trying to get a good angle of the boy and snapped a photo of the scene. The loud noise of the snap, made his eyes widen, hoping the boy didn’t hear it. Carter peaked over his camera, whoops, he was standing right in front of the boy, towering over him a little.

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[peter bergan walker]

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Once Peter's hands had dried a bit from the sun he reached over, gently petting Bogart. Bogart, who had been relatively calm before that, immediately jumped into his lap and tried to lick his face. Peter leaned his face back, trying to get away from the excessive amount of doggy sugars that Bogart wanted to give him. Peter finally wrapped his arms around the super energetic Jack Russel. He held Bogart's side to his chest, which cause the dog to kick like he was running, but Peter thought the cutest thing was his little stub tail wiggling back and forth. Pete finally let Bogart go. Bogart settled into the sand beside him. He looked down with a smile. Bogart, in his opinion, was the cutest dog in the world. There might be some bias there, but Peter was pretty dern sure that Bogart ranked with the highest.

Peter hadn't been hearing the faint clicks of a camera during his and Bogart's little scene. He had rightly been wrapped in his little world of bliss. Though this time the clicking did catch his attention. Peter finally looked up, having to lean his head back a little to get a good look. He smiled, Well hello there. Peter said. Peter is the kind of guy that would try to be friendly to everyone unless they absolutely deserved being mean to. More often than not, though, Peter would put himself in the most vulnerable positions. He would make excuses for people who didn't really deserve to have excuses made for them just because he felt uncomfortable with hating someone. His brother had once said that he was too accepting and that it would come back to bite him in the ass one day. Peter couldn't doubt that, but in the end he still believed that it was worth it to just... be nice to people.

After a small laugh Peter patted the sand next to him, meaning for the boy to sit down next to him. Hope you got some good pictures, why don't you join me? He asked. This would be the part that his brother would freak out at. Peter could just hear his twin brother rambling in his head about how Peter couldn't guarantee that this guy wasn't some weird stalker taking pictures of him so that he could sleep with them at night or something. He highly doubted that was the case and felt like maybe this was supposed to happen. Peter wasn't sure what to make of most things, but he tried to know what he believed and didn't believe. It was hard since he abandoned most his beliefs shortly before coming to Concord.

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Why hello there, Carter stayed quiet for now, he gulped sort of afraid he’d get his ass kicked or something. He didn’t know how people in California reacted to people snapping pictures of them, but then again this guy seemed harmless. This scene could have gone a variety of ways, the stranger could have snatched his camera demanding to see what Carter had taken, could of broke his camera, could of broke Carter’s face, etc. Carter wasn’t a fighter that was for sure, so he probably would have let him beat him up too. He didn’t have one hateful bone in his body, plus, he’d never hurt anyone, even if he could. He stood there frozen, camera still held up, both eyes slowly peaking over to look at the boy. He was confused at the boy’s laugh and actions that followed.

Hope you go some good pictures, why don’t you join me?, at this Carter put his camera down, and remained staring at the boy in confusion. Did he just invite him to sit with him? God, Californians were odd, but Carter didn’t mind. In Ireland, the people were more vulgar and a bit rude, but Carter always knew how to keep his distance from those sorts. He looked around, then back at the stranger, ”Um… okay…”, he said uneasily, sitting beside him but keeping a little less than a foot between them. He cradled his camera in case the stranger was still going to go through with the damaging of the camera, this could have just been to lure Carter in closer so that he wouldn’t run away.

Carter looked at the boy again, he didn’t look like he’d do anything strange or mean, he had a glow about him that made Carter want to smile. Carter was starting to hope everyone here in Santa Monica were like this guy. ”I-I did..”, Carter was always shy at first, but once he warms up to you, which is pretty quickly anyways, you won’t get him to shut up. ”You want to see?’, he offered holding the camera up a little. He didn’t even give the boy a chance to answer, he just immediately scrolled through the pictures until he got to the few of him and showed him the pictures. The camera was connected to a strap that went around his neck so the boy couldn’t exactly take it too far, unless he was planning on ripping Carter’s head along with it.

”Sorry if I came off as a weirdo papparazi…you just seemed like the perfect subject”, he shrugged looking over at the boy, ”You seemed… so… happy”, he said honestly. Carter loved catching moments like these, moments in which people were proud and jolly to be alive. They were the moments in which to capture, hell, the sad ones were too. Carter was big on showing emotion in camera, it was his biggest inspiration.

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[peter bergan walker]

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Most people probably would have freaked out having a camera in their face with a boy behind it they didn't know. The good thing about the world was that most people weren't Peter. Peter longed to be famous one day and there was no way he'd be able to handle fame if he couldn't handle a camera being around him. Besides, Peter couldn't lie, the guy holding the camera was adorably cute. How could Peter be rude to a face like that? When there was no reaction for a moment Peter thought that maybe he had reacted wrong or something. He wondered if he should have been rude, if maybe that was what the guy wanted to begin with. That was some logic that Peter just couldn't work out.

Thankfully the guy began to ease into it. Peter didn't want to seem like a super creep. Bogart lifted his head for a moment as the boy sat down with them, though Peter was sure Bogart had worn himself out. Peter's suspicion was confirmed when Bogart simply lay his head back down as if nothing happened. Sometimes Bogart could be iffy with new people coming around, but he liked to think that Bogart could tell a good person when he saw one. Peter always felt better trusting someone that Bogart trusted as well. He cared a lot about his dog's opinion even if the communication barrier was difficult to get over at times. Peter nodded when he was asked if he wanted to see.

Peter leaned over a bit so that he could see the pictures even better. He worried that he smelled like salt water, but that was in the back of his head. Peter smiled, Oh wow! Those are great. He said as he watched the rest of the pictures flip by. Would you mind like... getting some doubles of those? I'd love to frame a couple of these. He said honestly. Peter felt like he didn't have enough pictures of him and Bogart. He liked how the emotion in the pictures just seemed to jump out at him even just seeing it on the digital display of the camera.

Peter shook his head with a laugh, It's no big deal. I didn't really think of it like that. Peter looked out to the ocean when it was said that he was the perfect subject and he had looked so happy. Life isn't fun when you focus on negative stuff, you know? Peter said finally. Like, I mean... I come to this beach like every other day just because it feels different here. He smiled, glancing over, Hope I don't sound like a lunatic or something. He said with a laugh.

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Carter knew this wouldn’t be the last time he’d take pictures of this guy, he was the perfect subject, and he loved that the boy didn’t mind either. Usually back in Ireland, Carter used to have to hide to get good picture of people, but here? It seemed like he didn’t have to, but maybe it was just because Carter had picked the perfect subject for once. Not all people could be as friendly as this guy, could they? Carter could only hope. The boy had a dog, which made Carter smile bigger, he loved animals. He loved bringing random species home, which didn’t fit too well with his dad most of the time. But his dad was used to both carter and his sister bringing strange animals home. He couldn’t do that here, he was now living with boys he didn’t even know, but he was glad to have been able to bring his pet lizard to the dorms. He made a mental note to ask what the dogs name was later.

Carter smiled at the reaction he got from the boy after seeing his pictures, ”Really?”, he gave a goofy grin. No one had ever wanted doubles of his pictures, he always did it for fun, even though it was his passion in life. ”Yeah, I could do that…”, he nodded happily feeling better about the pictures. Carter didn’t even think he was that good to be honest; he just did it because it made him happy. So this was a big compliment, especially coming from a stranger. Oh my god, this meant that he’d get to see this boy again, the thought made Carter blush.

Carter shook his head, ”No, you don’t sound like a lunatic. I feel the same way… “, he looked out at the water, turning his camera off and letting it sit in his lap. The cold breeze from the ocean and the air only slightly grazed his arms, it wasn’t too cold, but Carter was always cold. Even when it’s the hottest day in the world. ”I just went into town and found myself here… This is actually the first place I came… well, here in town… I just moved here this weekend”, he explained a little. ”I can see why you like it here at the beach… let’s you gather your thoughts and just… feel carefree, right?”, he smiled shyly, ’I-I’m Carter by the way”, he said hoping he’d learn the stranger’s name next.

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Peter was really excited that he might be getting doubles of the pictures. He wanted to have his memories down in pictures, but he had never been able to buy his own camera. Well, really it was just that Peter preferred his guitar. Peter thought the pictures he had been shown were good, but the quality of the pictures really didn't matter to him. The point was that the pictures were of him and Bogart. The thought made Peter smile. Not only would he get pictures, but it would most definitely ensure a second time to see his new-found friend. Peter didn't know the guy's name yet, but he still figured that he had no reason to consider him less than a friend.

When the boy said that he felt the same way Peter smiled. He had never met many people that just felt the same way that he did. Peter had a guarded look on life. He put up boundaries to his thoughts that wouldn't allow him to think negatively of life. Sometimes his little blockades would crack, but for the most part he was able to keep himself nice, safe, and warm in his own little Peterland. As the boy explained about how he had just moved there a few days ago Peter smiled. He wasn't native to California either so he did at least know that feeling. Peter smiled a warm smile when the boy finally said his name. Carter. It was a nice name. Peter enjoyed the feeling repeating the name over in his head gave him.

Nice to meet you, Carter, he started. Peter even liked how the name sounded coming out of his mouth. It wasn't every day he came across a name that was just fun to say like that. I'm Peter, but you can call me whatever you want. He said with a laugh. Pete wasn't all that picky when it came down to names and nicknames. He understood that it was sometimes easier for people to remember nicknames. I know how you feel about just moving here. I moved here in 9th grade from Chicago. Peter shrugged. This was the first place I came to. He glanced over with a small smile, Where did you move from, Carter?

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Carter was a pretty positive person, he didn’t like arguments or negative energy of any sort, he usually just walked away or let the other person have their way. He didn’t like making the world or people mad, so he always kept a smile on his face or his mouth shut. He felt lucky to have met a nice person in this foreign place, he had been frightened over the past few days that he would have a few bad run-ins since he was new in town. But maybe the movies and television shows just blew things out of proportion? Carter’s sister, Liz, had told him to just be his normal self and he’d be fine, and he was doing just that. She knew how to talk him into things and calm him down whenever he needed it.

Carter smiled when the boy had said his name, it sounded nice coming out of his mouth, someone in this town had officially knew his name. It made him smile, it just made the whole thing official and real, he looked around happily. He turned his attention back to the boy when he introduced himself as ‘Peter’, this made Carter smile again, he did indeed look like a Peter. ”Peter.”, he repeated with a nod, ”Nice to meet you too… I hope everyone here is as nice and friendly as you are”, it sounded cheesy, Carter almost wished he could take the words back after they had left his mouth, but it was too late. He just hoped Peter would know that his words were genuine and not at all dorky.

Carter nodded, Peter had moved her just years ago, and he seemed very happy today. Carter could only hope that he’d feel the same way in the future after living here a few months or years. Carter wasn’t completely comfortable here yet, but it was too fast anyways, he needed to time to grow accustomed to this place. It was very different from Ireland, from the way the buildings were built to the food that was served in the restaurants or in the schools, he knew it would take time but it would eventually be fine. This was the first place I came to, Carter smiled in Peter’s direction, glad that they had something in common. Where did you move from, Carter?, Carter looked at the ocean again, the sound of the waves just speaking to him. Telling him that he was suppose to be there, he made it to the right place, and he was thankful. He looked back at Peter, the small smile still on his face, ”From Ireland… I moved here with my dad and sister… I don’t have much of an accent really though… I wish I did, I’d probably be much more interesting”, he laughed as he made a little fun of himself. He often did that when nervous, just make a light joke or say something random. He looked down at Peter’s dog and smiled, ”What’s his name?”, he asked reaching over to pet the dog hoping he wouldn’t bite him or anything. ”I love animals… I want to own a zoo some day”, he nodded randomly. He was still nervous, but you couldn’t completely tell, because of the smile he managed to keep on his face. Plus, his friendly tone, just suggested that he was simply making conversation and trying to get to know the other individual. ”He your only pet?”, he held his tongue, hoping he wasn’t asking or talking too much. It was hard to get Carter to shut up after you got him to start talking.

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Peter liked this guy. He had never met someone who was completely accepting of him right off the bat like that. All Peter had ever experienced in his life was people being judgmental of him. Peter wondered if that would change after this guy found out he was gay, not that Peter planned to announce it. He found that most guys who spoke to him got uncomfortable after finding out that he was gay. That wasn't something that Peter wanted to happen with this guy. For once he had a good feeling about a possible friendship with a guy that maybe wouldn't be so awkward. Was it too much to ask for that feeling to last?

When Carter repeated his name Peter smiled. He liked how his name sounded with Carter's voice. Maybe that was a weird thought, but he found Carter's voice to be attractive. Peter laughed lightly at Carter's next comment. "Aw, you're gonna make me blush." He joked with a wave of his hand. Peter honestly wished that he could promise Carter that everyone would be nice to him and there would be absolutely nothing to worry about. Of course, Peter couldn't promise those things. He knew there were probably some people out there that would mistreat Carter and that thought made Peter feel a little upset. He didn't want to think of anyone being rude to this nice boy.

Ireland. Now that was a place that Peter would have never expected. He couldn't believe how American Carter sounded. Peter had always thought of the Irish being the stereotypical red-haired, firey temper, and greedy. Carter seemed to be the exact opposite of that. He shoved the stereotype out of his mind. He didn't want that in his head while he was around Carter if that were the case. Ireland... just wow... maybe you can tell me about it sometime? Peter asked. I'd love to hear about it someday. He talked as if he would be seeing Carter for sure after this, but he really really hoped that he would get to.

His name is Bogart. Peter said wit ha smile. I named him after Humphrey Bogart because Casablanca was on when I found him. Peter laughed when Carter said he wanted to own a zoo one day. That would totally rock. I'd definitely come to your zoo if you ever have one. Peter could only imagine what it might be like to own a zoo. It was a nice thought though. Peter didn't much mind the idea of going to a zoo at the moment. Peter nodded, Yep, Bogart is my one and only pet right now. He's spoiled rotten because of it too. He laughed. PEter looked down to the sand for a moment before looking up with a smile.

Peter glanced over to Carter, How about we play a game? Kind of like twenty questions. I'd like to get to know you and what better than a question game? He said calmly. Of all the times Peter should have been embarrassed to say something this should have been it. It wasn't as if Peter had committed a crime by saying that he wanted to get to know Carter, but he wasn't sure about getting too close to someone.

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Aw, you’re gonna make me blush, this made Carter smile a little more with a hint of pink in his cheeks, he’d love to have the honor to make him blush. Hell, he’d love to be the one to make anyone blush, really. He had never really been in a relationship, he never had the balls to do anything aggressive to get someone’s attention, but that was beside the point. Carter just liked the feeling of making another individual happy or excited. Carter really did hope everyone else in this town/city were as nice and friendly as Peter seemed to be, Carter wasn’t sure whether or not he could handle bullying or negative attitudes in any way. He was dreading the day he started the school here, which was pretty soon, Monday wasn’t too far away, the thought made Carter bite his lip gently.

Carter’s eyes widened softly, he was a little surprised to hear that the boy wanted to actually hear about his homeland. Carter nodded, ”Anytime”, he gave a friendly smile. This meant he’d get to see this friendly individual again, which just made Carter feel a tingle of excitement inside his stomach. ”I love talking about it, it’s so pretty out there… where do you think my inspiration for photography began?”, he lifted up his camera about an inch from where it was then immediately placed it back in its original position. ”I can show you some of my best shots out there too”, he said a little more excitement in his voice this time, he also LOVED talking about his photography.

Carter nodded, he had heard of Casablanca but had never watched it, ”Sweet. Is that movie any good?”, he had heard good reviews, mostly from older people though. He felt a little embarrassed that he hadn’t yet seen it, but hoped Peter wouldn’t mind his ignorance. Carter smiled at Peter’s interest in him owning a zoo, thankful that Peter didn’t think he was some weirdo animal freak. How about we play a game?, Carter looked up interested in what game they could possibly play. Kind of like twenty questions. I’d like to get to know you and what better than a question game?, this made Carter smile and nod rapidly. Carter felt as if he had already beat Peter to the punch with all of his own random questions. ”Sounds perfect… I already attacked you with oodles of questions… so you can go”, he insisted happily.

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Peter loved how much he smiled. Carter had a nice smile. He also noticed the slightly blush to Carter's cheeks. Peter didn't want to think that he was the cause of that blush. He chalked it up to Carter being shy or nervous. Deep down in Peter's crazy, mixed up world he wasn't the least bit attractive. It wasn't that Peter had never been involved with any kind of romance before. He'd had a boyfriend for a few years before he had been cheated on. After that Peter wasn't too sure about getting too close to other people in the relationship way. The difficult part was keeping that part of him in check. No matter how worried Peter thought he was about it... he just couldn't seem to control what his heart told him it wanted to do. Peter rarely thought with his head. His heart did most of the thinking.

Peter smiled as Carter began talking about how beautiful it was in Ireland. He had only seen pictures in school books really, but Peter could imagine that those didn't really do Ireland justice. A native of Ireland would no doubt be able to capture the beauty a hundred times better than any text book photographer. That would be completely awesome. Peter said, I've never really been anywhere other than Chicago and here so seeing Ireland, even if through pictures, sounds exciting to me. With Peter's vivid imagination he'd more than likely be able to just imagine what it'd be like after seeing the pictures. He caught himself doing that sometimes when he learned about other places. Peter had never really been allowed to do anything for himself before so he had to adapt somehow. Having an abusive father had really worked on bringing him down, but Peter fought hard to bring himself back up.

It didn't shock Peter that Carter had not seen Casablanca. For some reason it didn't seem to be a movie that younger generations watched a lot. The only reason Peter watched it was because it was one of the few that he was allowed to watch. He nodded, I think it's fantastic. He didn't know if the movie had grown on him or not. All Peter could really tell was that he was attached to it and he loved Humphrey Bogart's voice in the movie. Peter couldn't have been more glad when Carter agreed to play the game with him. He laughed when Carter said he had already attacked him with questions. It really didn't feel like that.

Peter bit his lower lip for a moment, trying to think of a question that he could ask. It wasn't really that he couldn't think of a question. It was more of the fact that he wasn't sure the question he wanted to ask was a good idea. Peter finally shook his head and decided to go for the one question he wanted to ask. Okay, first question. He said, leaning forward and resting his arms on his folded legs. Would you like to maybe come to my room one night and watch Casablanca with me?

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Carter let his hair fall to his face, almost like a shield to hide himself. Sure, he was starting to get more and more comfortable by the second, but for some odd reason, he was still a little nervous. He just needed a few seconds to contain himself, which he took swiftly; he moved his hair out of his face, revealing his bright blue eyes. He blinked and looked back at Peter, not being able to keep his eyes off of him. Carter nodded with a smile, ”Sweet, I look forward to showing you”, suddenly he got a little nervous to show Peter the pictures. Carter loved his pictures, that was a fact, but he was always afraid to show others his photographs, he hated constructive criticism, though he did know that he was going to have to get used to it if he wanted to become a professional photographer one day.

I think it’d fantastid, this made Carter smile, never in a millions years had he ever heard someone refer to a movie as fantastic. This definitely interested him, maybe if Carter found a video store around here or something he could rent it just to see why Peter liked it so much. Carter waited patiently for Peter to ask his first question, he was semi-curious and semi-afraid of the kinds of stuff Peter would ask him. He had millions of questions for Peter, but that was just how Carter was, he loved getting to know people. It ‘s what encouraged him to be more comfortable with them , he was only his true self around people he was comfortable with, and Peter? He was getting closer and closer to the outgoing Carter, but Carter had a feeling the nervous side of him would still be around, he didn’t know why, maybe because the boy sitting beside him was really attractive. His smile just gave Carter a giddy feeling in his stomach he hadn’t yet learned to control.

When the question left his lips, Carters’s eyes widened. He was surprised but glad, ”M-me?”, he hadn’t expected an invitation anywhere anytime soon. He expected to be asked his favorite color? Favorite movie? If he had any pets of his own? Anything random like that, but he was not expecting an invitation to the boys room. Carter smiled shyly and nodded, ”I’d like that very much”, he didn’t usually go off with strangers to their rooms but Peter seemed nice enough to feel safe around. Carter cleared his throat, it was his turn, right? ”Um.. do you have any siblings? If so, what ages?, he asked nicely. He knew he sort of asked two questions, but he had a feeling Peter wouldn’t mind much.

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TAG Peter/Brooke! <3
TEMPLATE amandapanda @ caution 2.0
WORD COUNT 454
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LYRICS NEVERSHOUTNEVER! – On the Brightside.
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