let's be bad
Serena/Carter. 373 words. PG. Pre-series.
Summary: Carter comes to steal Serena away, closing a hand over her wrist with a playful smirk and saying come on beautiful I've got somewhere better to take you.
Note: Originally posted here.
Carter is bad news but that's okay because so is Serena and, anyway, he makes her laugh. Carter is old, a senior who probably won't make it to graduation if he keeps getting high on campus. He says Serena impresses him because she probably won't make it to sophomore year at the rate she's going and he respects anyone who kamikazes headlong into truancy.
Blair hates Carter, of course. She glares whenver Carter comes to steal Serena away, closing a hand over her wrist with a playful smirk and saying come on beautiful I've got somewhere better to take you. Serena puts very little effort into her schooling as it is (would, in fact, already have failed out if not for Blair) but Carter is single-handedly ruining her chemistry grade because he makes her skip it nearly every day. Sometimes it's to grab food at some hole in the wall place, or to go to a secret hidden poker game; sometimes he takes her on the long train ride to the beach, and Serena likes those days best of all.
They walk along the chilly, mostly empty pier – well, Carter walks, hunched with his hands in the pockets of the leather jacket he wears in lieu of his St. Jude's blazer. Serena skips or dances or twirls, feeling too locked into her skin, unable to stay still. It makes Carter laugh.
"You're a strange girl, beautiful," he says. Lots of people have called Serena beautiful but Carter's the only one to ever call her strange and she likes that more than she can say.
They sit together on the sand, her legs tucked under her. They pass a joint between them and Serena leans into his side, liking the warmth of his arm around her. Carter has no expectations. He doesn't think Serena's a disappointment and he doesn't think she makes the sun rise. He's just this guy that hangs around and takes her places, who doesn't mind when she's bad and doesn't press her to be good.
"I'm a bad influence on you, huh," he muses, exhaling smoke slow and careful.
She tilts her head up to look at him, surprised. "Don't worry," she says. "I'm a bad enough influence on myself."
Serena/Carter. 373 words. PG. Pre-series.
Summary: Carter comes to steal Serena away, closing a hand over her wrist with a playful smirk and saying come on beautiful I've got somewhere better to take you.
Note: Originally posted here.
Carter is bad news but that's okay because so is Serena and, anyway, he makes her laugh. Carter is old, a senior who probably won't make it to graduation if he keeps getting high on campus. He says Serena impresses him because she probably won't make it to sophomore year at the rate she's going and he respects anyone who kamikazes headlong into truancy.
Blair hates Carter, of course. She glares whenver Carter comes to steal Serena away, closing a hand over her wrist with a playful smirk and saying come on beautiful I've got somewhere better to take you. Serena puts very little effort into her schooling as it is (would, in fact, already have failed out if not for Blair) but Carter is single-handedly ruining her chemistry grade because he makes her skip it nearly every day. Sometimes it's to grab food at some hole in the wall place, or to go to a secret hidden poker game; sometimes he takes her on the long train ride to the beach, and Serena likes those days best of all.
They walk along the chilly, mostly empty pier – well, Carter walks, hunched with his hands in the pockets of the leather jacket he wears in lieu of his St. Jude's blazer. Serena skips or dances or twirls, feeling too locked into her skin, unable to stay still. It makes Carter laugh.
"You're a strange girl, beautiful," he says. Lots of people have called Serena beautiful but Carter's the only one to ever call her strange and she likes that more than she can say.
They sit together on the sand, her legs tucked under her. They pass a joint between them and Serena leans into his side, liking the warmth of his arm around her. Carter has no expectations. He doesn't think Serena's a disappointment and he doesn't think she makes the sun rise. He's just this guy that hangs around and takes her places, who doesn't mind when she's bad and doesn't press her to be good.
"I'm a bad influence on you, huh," he muses, exhaling smoke slow and careful.
She tilts her head up to look at him, surprised. "Don't worry," she says. "I'm a bad enough influence on myself."