Carl sighed. He had waited an entire week for the party while in the meantime, ignored his two best friends. Oh... right, he actually own Jackson and Maria an apology too. He will apologize, just later, that's all.

The screen on his phone had flashed up revealing a new message from 'Mr party host: Jimothy Jones'

JimothyJones:

Hey, so you're still coming to the party, right? It's at: xxx road at 7pm. See you soon!

Carl had a quick glance at the clock on the wall, it read 6:15pm. 45 minutes left, perfect. Before leaving, he decided to check everything one last time. He had chose to wear his grey hoodie with the pockets. It's his favourite after all and knowing Carl, I doubt he had many options. He also wore skinny jeans to match. It looked fine and great with his soft hazelnut hair and grey lifeless eyes. Yep, great.

He had definitely made sure that the cuts on his arms were not visible to the human eye and didn't even bothered with the knife this week. He wasn't a party type but a chance to go to his crush's house? Any day.

He reached for his bedroom door and opened it, only to notice a brunette teen with pink piercings standing outside and in the hallway. Carl forgot that the teen lived here. honestly, who would be able to remember if she's ever barely home?

"Hey, Carl, mom told me that you're going to a party. Need a ride?"

Carl smiled with no regrets in showing her the rare expression that the boy ever used. He only nodded. Everyone knew that he preferred to save his voice for more important matters.

"Alright, come on then. Where's the party at?"

Teens with their colourful and fresh language nowadays.

"Brianna, did you come back just to come to the party?"

The teen giggled.

"Carlos! Who do you think I am? I'm here to give you a ride! You barely leave the house! It's a chance to make new friends and I just wanted you to have fun!"

How Carl hated people saying his full name... Carlos Hanson. Yep, he hated it. However, he'll definitely enjoy this party. He hope he would at least.