WALKER, riley carson

[riley carson walker]

riley carson walker
twenty-one. local


“I dare say that you have a house hold name,
but for our new readers, will you inform us once
more what your parents named you?”


my name is riley carson walker, but if you're a student then i'd
rather you call me mr. walker while we're in class. outside of
school, i couldn't care less if you call me riley, or whatever. i don't
mind my name too much. i think it's a pretty common name so i've
never had to deal with mispronunciation before, which is good.



“Remind us again when you were born? I can
never get enough of the story surrounding
your birth.”


i was born on october 8, 1990. i share a birthday with my older
sister stephanie, who is 3 years older than me. i don't think she
appreciated having a little brother 'steal' her birthday from her in
her teenage years, but she's gotten over it by now.


“Okay, be honest here. Which are you in to
more: guys or dolls? Don't worry, our lips
are sealed.”


girls all the way.



“Alright, on to the good stuff. What do you do
in your spare time? Any favorite past times?”


i love to play sports. anything you throw at me, i'll probably do it.
when i'm not at the school, i'm probably outside doing something. i
hate to be stuck in the house. that's what winter is for. when it's
summer time, there's no excuse to be indoors. you've gotta go out.
i still like to party, and a couple of my friends and i try to go to one
every weekend or so. we need it to get rid of the stress we get
from our jobs. i don't go to student parties though. that would just
end my teaching career right then and there if anyone on the
education board found out i was at one, if i even went. which i
haven't. anyways, i like running with my dog and being with my
friends. that's basically all there is to me. i'm a really social guy.



“Tell me: what are your favorite things in the
entire world? Those special things that just
make you want to smile?”


oh, that's easy. i love being with friends. i love the feeling you get
after a long, hard workout. i love animals. i've had animals all my
life and they're great to talk to if you feel there's nobody else. i
love the smell of rain, and after or even during it rains, i go out and
walk around. it's peaceful, and i don't know of anyone who hates
it. i like scary movies, i like comedies, and i even like the
notebook. i'm not gonna lie and say i don't. plus, if i'm ever on a
date and we get rained in or something, i can always put that in
and everything will be just fine. when it comes to food, i love any
sort of fast food - burgers, fries, you name it. i used to hate ceaser
salad too, but now i love it. my favorite drink is orange juice, and
my favorite food is anything with chicken in it.



“And sadly we all know that there are things
that we just can't stand. What are yours?”


i don't like the dark. well, that's a lie. i don't like what's in the dark.
i hate it when people lie, even though i know that everybody lies
and hey, i'm not perfect. but when you lie about the stupidest little
thing, it's annoying. i don't understand why you do it. i love cats,
but i hate the hair they leave behind. i won't own a cat, and there
will be no cats in my house in the future. they can stay at another
place. i don't like marking papers, and i'll admit that i've just passed
a couple through because i'm too lazy to read through them. i hate
horrible actors who somehow appear in every movie and television
show. i hate people who abuse animals, that's my other big hate. i
honestly can't think of anything else.



“Any short or long term goals? Where do
you see yourself five years? In ten? How
do you plan to get there?”


honestly, i'm comfortable with being a teacher. teaching is what i
have always wanted to do. i'm a people-person, so teaching is the
best thing for me. i'm a health/science teacher, and with that brings
the responsibilities of teaching about nutrition, lifestyle, and yes, sex
ed. it's not all that bad, really. if i'm helping people make healthy
life choices, it's find with me. in ten years i'd like to see myself
still teaching, even though i know something else might come up. i
think it would be cool if i got to teach in other countries, like maybe
go to asia and teach something there. whatever opportunity
presents itself, i'd be more than happy to take it if it would help my
career.



“What makes you quake in your boots?
If you had to pick one thing that scared
you the most, what would it be?”


i'm terrified of snakes. i know i said that i am an animal lover, but i
can't stand them. they're freaky and weird and i've never got how
they can just slither around. and they're poisonous, man! creepy
shit. i'll be honest with you, if i saw one right now i'd scream like a
little girl and run. another thing i'm scared of is the unknown. i
know that sounds cheesy, but it's scary to me. like, what if there
actually is a monster under my bed or a ghost or something
that is gonna snatch my leg and drag me off into this place where
nothing is happy and everything dies? i know i'm letting my
imagination go wild here, but it really freaks me out.



“Is there a significant other in your life? How
do you do with relationships?”


no, definitely not. i'm not against relationships at all, in fact i like
them a lot. but i get bored easily, so i need a girl who can keep me
interested for more than a couple months if you want anything
serious. and honestly, i'd prefer long term over night flings, but
flings happen. it's nice to have one or two in between relationships.
actually, i ended up dating a girl i had a fling with for over eight
months, so it's not like they're a totally bad thing.



“Now, you know that we adore you, but let's
talk about some other people for a little bit. A
little bird told me that you have some pretty
well known parents. Who are they?”


well, my mom is jeannifer lyn walker, and she's 43. she doesn't
really have a job outside of the house, but she babysits for some
of the neighborhood children. she's a really good person and the
best mom someone could ever have. she's super sweet and is the
best cook i've ever eaten food from. my dad is the classic 'get good
grades and i'll stay happy with you' dad. but he's also really nice.
his name is bruno hulen walker, and he's also 43. him and i have a
father-son relationship that's totally classic - we still go on fishing
trips, he still scolds me for my 'wrong-doings', and we joke about
guy stuff that the girls of the house just don't want to hear. he has
a job as an investment banker in town here, and that's why we
moved in the first place. he got relocated in the first week of my
senior year.


“Any other important people in your family?
Did you parents have any other children?”


i have two sisters. one is stephanie, she's three years older than
me and she's also a teacher. she's one of those strict teachers - i'm
not. when we start talking about teaching methods, we usually get
into a pretty heated argument so we try to avoid it. other than
that, our relationship is pretty good. my younger sister, jordan, just
graduated from high school last year and is going to university in
vancouver to become a marine biologist. we're pretty stable as far
as relationships go, and i'd say that i'm pretty protective over her.
i'm pretty protective over steph too, but jordan is my little sister
and it's just a little different, y'know?



“How about pets? How many do you have?”


right now, i own a two year old golden retriever named mally. she
was actually my younger sister's dog, but after she decided to go
to school she couldn't take care of her and she decided to give her
to me. i don't mind at all - i love her. i've had her for about a year
now, and she's number one in my life right now.



“Okay, you have to have known that we were
going to ask. What's your biggest and best
kept secret? I won't tell.”


uhh, i actually do go to student parties. i very rarely go to ones in
this town, though. that would be stupid. everybody would know
who i am. if i do ever see one of my students at a party, i get out
of there as fast as possible. i guess i still feel like i'm a teenager, but
i'm obviously not and going to parties like that make me feel young
again. it's hard to explain. and yes, at these parties i have flirted
with one or two girls, gotten them drinks, whatever. but it's never
gone farther than that, i swear.

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jamie sat on the edge of his bed and stared back at his reflection. he was the definition of mess. his eyes had somehow managed to look deader than they had been before he left. his body ... well let's not even go there. with the amount of drinking he had done, you'd expect him to have a beer belly the size of uncle bernie's. but nope, he was skinny as ever. his skin was pasty like he hadn't left the house in months, and even his lips had lost their pinkish hue. and that was only the outside of mr jameson robert bolton. the inside was even worse. but jamie couldn't think of what was on the inside right now. his mind was elsewhere. he had to stop being so selfish. it was time to grow up. right? ... right. jamie laughed at himself. he made plans like that all the time. i'm gonna not leave. i'm gonna stay with zoe. ha! and see how great that worked out? he up and left for detroit. for nine months. why? well, he hadn't really figured that out yet. actually, he had. he was scared. hell, he was still scared. because today was the day he was going to meet his son.

his son. jamie couldn't get over that. he was an eighteen-year-old drug addict with absolutely no future at all. he had thrown that all away about five years ago. he was the last person who needed to be a father. and let's not forget about zoe, either. she was sixteen. sixteen. if jamie was zoe's father, he would probably have killed jamie by now. he was surprised he wasn't lying six feet under by now. god, he was such a douchebag. he thought his life was bad, and zoe had to somehow juggle school, a kid, and dealing with him. well, she didn't have to for that nine months. and she didn't have to now. she could've easily told jamie to get the fuck out of her life and move on. well, she did tell jamie to fuck off. but did jamie listen? no. no he didn't. if she had, he wouldn't have listened anyways. something inside him ... couldn't leave bryson alone. he knew that he had to see him. even if it was only once.

and so, jamie headed out of his door. he decided to walk. he needed as much time as he could to calm down. his nerves were killer. as he brought a cigarette to his mouth, his hands were shaking. jamie should've have probably been smoking, seeing as he was going to be around a baby soon. ten minutes, tops. oh well. it was better that he be calm and smell like tobacco than to show up and let his nerves have the best of him.

ten minutes later, as expected, he approached zoe's home. his stomach started twisting in knots and his mouth felt dry. he was about to knock on the door, but hesitated for a moment. his jamie instinct - the one that usually told him to drop everything and run like hell - was telling him to, well, run. but he wasn't going to. somehow, he watched himself knock on the door and he stared at the door, waiting for it to open. the eighteen-year-old took in a few deep breaths, and started to look at the ground in a way that was almost childish. oh boy, he had a lot to learn.

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