If Loving You Is Wrong

Carrie was born in London but moved to USA when she was 7. She seems to have a pretty good life with her mom, her best friend Em, and her boyfriend John. But one day something happens that changes everything. William, her childhood love from London has moved to the USA to look for her but he realizes she has moved on past him. Will Carrie remember William?


1. New Yet Old


The alarm clock went off. 7:30 AM. “Crap” I said to myself. First day of school and I was going to be late. “Carrie!” My mother called me from downstairs. “Breakfast is ready!” I went to my closet, put on a pair of tight jeans and a green strapless shirt, my black snickers and headed to the kitchen. “Good morning sleepy head, want me to drive you off to school?” my mother asked. “Em will come to fetch me” I told her. Em is my best friend. We met in first grade, when I moved to town, and we´ve been inseparable since then. She is the only one who understands me entirely, and the only one who has never let me down. The doorbell rang, of course, it was her. I finished what was left of coffee in my cup and went to the door. “Goodbye mum” I said. “Bye sweetie, good luck” she replied.

  “Hey girl, what’s up?” Em said as we got on the car. “Oh you know, nothing new.” I said “already missing summer”. “Come on, we are young, we are sixteen, we can make school fun” she said with a little bit of irony in her voice. “And don’t forget, John is waiting for you”. John is my boyfriend. We´ve been together for a year now. He is the cutest and hottest guy ever. Somehow he completes me. I just know I feel for him something strong. I’m not sure I can call it love yet, but it is possible that it grows into it. “Ha ha, yeah, it can’t be that bad after all, right?...and what about you? Any news from Kevin?” I asked. “Well, yeah, he cut his hair, but you know he would never be with a girl like me” she said, not really sad. “Well, that’s because he’s stupid”

We arrived to school, and Em was right, John was waiting for me. I really missed him; I hadn’t seen him in a month because he went to visit his grandparents in Canada. I got down of the car as fast as possible and ran to him. He hugged me really hard, and I hugged him back. He lifted me up and spinned me around, and when he stopped, he gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Hey baby, I missed you” he said almost in a whisper. “Hey, I missed you more” I said as I looked into his beautiful brown eyes.  He bit his lip and I put my hand on his neck and hair, and I was about to kiss him when Em interrupted. “It’s late already, let’s go to class, you can continue your romantic stuff later” she said and we headed to the classroom.

I took a look at my schedule, “great, geography” I thought to myself as I walked into the room. I sat down in the second row, as I always did. Em and John weren’t in my class, so I just waited to see if anyone sat down with me. As I was taking out my book, I saw a boy getting into the class. He looked familiar, but I had never seen him at school before, so he must be new. But where did I know him from? Who was this guy? He started walking towards me, and I started to get nervous, but not nervous like you get when you’re about to talk in front of a big crowd, or to sing in public. No. This was different. Good different. “Hey…um, this is the only seat that’s left, do you mind if I sit?” he asked, in a sweet deep British accent. I looked around, and it was true, that was the only seat left. “Not at all” I replied “go ahead”. He was tall, brown messy hair. You could see his six pack through his shirt. Half sexy smirk. And I couldn’t avoid looking at his beautiful green eyes. They weren’t just green; they were deep green, like emerald mixed with honey, and a dark and light brown pattern around the pupil. They were just perfect; I couldn’t stop staring, got lost in them. But I was sure I had seen these eyes before. “Do I look funny?” he asked. “What?” I said, as I wasn’t paying attention because I was too concentrated in his eyes. “You keep staring at me, so do I look funny?” he asked again. “Oh. No, no. Sorry, um I was just um, you know.” I said, stupidly. “Right” he said with a confused look on his face. “Hello everyone, I am professor Druft, welcome to advance geography. This year we have a new student, please come to the front” said the professor while writing “advance geography” on the board. The boy that had sat next to me stood up and went next to Druft. “This is William Shaftwood everyone. He is from London and moved to town this summer. Carrie, as you come from London too, you’ll be in charge of showing him the school and helping him in whatever he needs. Understood?” he said “Understood” I replied copying his tone of voice. William Shaftwood. His name was so familiar, even more than his looks, more than his eyes. There was something strange about this boy. I felt as if I already knew him, but I wasn’t quite sure if it was just my imagination or if I did really know him. This thought invaded my head the whole hour, until the bell rung. William stood up and went out in a flash. I needed to ask him if he felt what I felt too, so I got up and followed him as fast as I could.

  When I got out of the class, the hall was full of people, and I couldn’t find Wiliam anywhere. “Looking for someone?” I heard John’s voice behind me. “Yeah, there’s this new boy, William, well professor Druft left me in charge of showing him the school but I can’t find him anywhere” I said. “Oh, you’ll find him later. I have to go now, but remember that next week is the homecoming ball, and you need to tell me what color your dress is. I want to look nice next to you.” Said John in a sexy voice. “I was going to buy it today after school, so I’ll tell you later” I said. Then he gave me a hug and walked away.

As I got in into my next class, I saw William sitting in one of the desks, so I went and sat with him. “Hey, I was looking for you” I said in a worried tone of voice. “Oh really?” he said aggressively. “Well, yeah. I’m supposed to show you the school, remember?” I said kind of insecure. “It’s not necessary. Apparently I can locate myself perfectly in here. Now do me a favor and go to another seat, I don’t need to deal with you in another class.” He said looking to the front and sending me away. I got up and seated at the back of the room. During the whole class I just thought of what had happened. He appeared very friendly when he sat down with me in geography, maybe it was a matter of subjects…no, that couldn’t be, in geography he sat with me because it was the only seat left. But why was he rude to me now? What had I done to him? The answer to that was clearly nothing, because I had just met him. Who was this boy?   When the class finished, I caught him before he could get out. “Do you have any problem with me?” I asked as passive as I could. He just kept walking. “Hey, I’m talking to you.” I said as I grabbed him by the arm. “Just get away from me” he said looking down.  I let him go, but now I was pretty upset. I hadn’t done absolutely anything for him to treat me that way. He was being mean because he wanted to. Maybe he was a bully back in London. Maybe, he wasn’t that way just with me. Maybe he treated everyone like that. I tried not to think about it, but I did, the whole day. At lunch when I was eating with Em and John I couldn’t help noticing that he was sitting with a group of students from chemistry. He looked pretty happy, so the theory I had about him treating everyone in a bad way was wrong. The problem was me. The question was why?

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