Carter gave another little laugh, he supposed that was a newly developed nervous tick of his, along with getting a soda...well...when he was home. "Yeah," he paused as he bit his lip. He wanted to ask her something, but was nervous about asking her. Also...would she even answer it...did he want her to answer it. He had to know so he took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair as he quietly mumbled,
"So...was it...good...I mean...did I do it right...I mean...did it feel...nice?" His face turned bright red as the sentence went on and to hide it he turned to shut his locker and picked up his bag off the floor then turned back to her, eyes to the ground.