I've always loved the idea of romance between a rich/poor couple, plus I love Carl's character and I can't wait till he gets older and begins to get more lines and a better storyline. So I just took his character and made this, idek what this is.

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Also send prompts of any characters, I'd love a writing challenge.

Also, this chapter isn't very good, it's just an introduction.

"Alright I'll be home by 8!" Carl yelled as he opened the back door to get away from Fiona's screeching voice from the top of the stairs.

"… Ian and Lip are coming over! Carl!" She continued yelling, he sighed loudly catching the eyes of Liam at the dinner table and winked. He felt bad for thinking Fiona was annoying but she really was.

"Yes, OK!" He yelled back, "I'm going now! Bye!" He slammed the back door shut so she'd know he left. Ian and Lip came over everyday what the hell was the big fucking deal about today he thought. He bounded down the steps and jumped over some muddy puddles, scurrying to get to the park to smoke a spiffy with Hank before going to school. Yes, he was going to school, he was on probation for stealing from the newly opened Target down the street. Luckily, Tony got him to do community hours instead of going to Juvy, he didn't want to be some bastard's bitch from the stories Mickey told him even though Mickey probably enjoyed that shit. Carl grimaced at the thought, buttholes were not supposed to be stuffed with something that wasn't shit.

So because he was on probation he had to go to school every day and work his 300 hours of community service at the library in the North Side. Which meant stuck up bitches galore all around him for 5 hours a day and 12 hours on the weekends, lucky him. It was chilly out today and he wrapped his hand- me-down army cargo jacket from Ian, tightly around himself as well as tightening his stupid green scarf around his face. He needed a smoke now, where the fuck was Hank. He spun around checking for Hank, who had the same punishment as him but his hours were done at the community center down the street.

The government had been trying to mend differences between the middle class folks and the low class folks for years, the result of all this action has planted a school for higher learning right smack dab in the middle of the North Side and South side which means he gets to wear some uncomfortable gray dress pants, a scratchy white dress shirt and a dumb ass dark green tie. The only good thing outta this was Fiona's happy face when she saw him all dressed up and looking presentable and those short green kilts the girls wear, which he thought was the perfect view when walking up the stairs.

He saw Hank striding towards him wearing only his uniform, dumb ass. He was going to freeze and end up stealing some dude's jacket from school. Hank smiled as he noticed Carl jittering from the chills and quickened his step, when he got to him he already had the smokes out and he handed one to Carl.

"Thanks man," Carl grunted as he took a long drag feeling at ease and warmer.

"No problem," Hank blew out with a cough, probably sucking too much in.

"Did you do the American History essay?" Carl asked remembering it was due today; luckily he got Debbie to write it and print it up. He also knew she slipped it in his binder, ah thank god for Debs. Hank glanced at him and snorted with laughter, he swiped his hand through his hair and shook it.

"Why the fuck would I do it?" He breathed out with some smoke; I looked at him and shook my head.

"Ms. K is gonna beat ya." Carl stated, taking another hit off the cig.

"I hope she spanks me" Hank said dreamily, they both laughed and dropped their cigs on the steps of their school and bounded loudly into the school.