Carters POV

Moving from the busy New York City to remote Scotland has been very...different. There were no food venders on every street or any pizza places to grab a quick lunch. There was no more taking the subway to school and hearing car alarms going over all the time. Instead, there was just grass, cows and wide open fields. Oh yeah and castles. To get too school you actually needed to drive and there was no leaving...there was no where to go. At night you it's perfectly silent and I'm not use to that yet.

In NYC I was about to go into my senior year of high school and let me just say...I was very well liked. I was on the school cheer squad as a flyer, I dated the varsity linebacker (Tyler), was on prom committee and won junior prom queen. Of course I was at every party. Tyler and I were basically school royalty and we had that good Couple image. We both were good students and did well in school as well as the school athletes. Tyler came over and won my parents over instantly, but not tony. Tony said Tyler was boring and I wasn't giving my full potential with him, wise words for a kid. Tyler had the good boy image. We started dating freshman year and we were always told we were going to last forever. But the thing is...I wasn't in love with Tyler.

He wasn't the man I wanted. He was too soft, besides football he wasn't manly at all. I like to be girly and soft but I want my man to be hard and rough. I would always glance at the wallflowers. You know...the wallflowers. The people who are themselves but not like really strange and crazy. But just themselves. And there were the guys that wore black and were intense and I wanted them. But I was stuck with boat shoe, pink short wearing Tyler....well that was until we moved.

When I found out we were moving to Scotland it was a punch in the face, leaving school and the cheer team. Leaving all my friends and the amazing city. Breaking up with Tyler was a sad scene, for him not for me, I remember giving him the speech where it wouldn't be fair to him to waste him senior year on someone who can't be here. He cried for 2 weeks and again when he came to my house to pick up his sweatshirt and joggers.

Let talk about me for a moment though okay? Cool.

My full name is Carter Jeanne Thompson and I'm 17. ever since I was little I was told how I resembled a princess...my voice, my looks and my whole personality. I like to be spoiled and the center of attention. I love pink and white and anything fuzzy. I love looking cute and feeling good. I decided to be a vegetarian around 15 and I never looked back. My brother and I are completely different but we still have an unbreakable bond. After high school I'm not completely sure what I want to do, maybe becoming a cosmetologist or a wedding planner—something where I can dress cute and it doesn't require getting dirty.

I want a bad boy— someone with tattoo and piercings who has a motorcycle. Someone who doesn't care if he pleases anyone as long as he's happy. Who's tough but sweet. Dark but likes my light.

I have a fear though—a fear of not being perfect. A fear of disappointing my family. Tyler was safe. But I wasn't happy. I need to get out of my comfort zone.

I wouldn't let my life pass me by because I was scared to find true love...I wouldn't