Hey! Sorry I haven't been updating for a while on my stories; I've been busy with school and such, and I recently got into an accident involving me and a stupid choice of running across the street (I'M OKAY, just two bruises, a small cut and a sprained ankle (Cory saved me, because he loves his Gleek family/fans, haha!)

:D

Anyways so I was remembered a long time ago my friend and I were talking about Ryder's online interest. And that particular choice he made to send a picture of himself over the internet. So while now we KNOW THE TRUTH, this is the other way it could of gone.

Enjoy, I guess?

I shouldn't of never cancelled that date with Marley. If I never cancelled that date with Marley, she'd be with me. No Jake.

He makes her an object. He isn't a man. He couldn't be a man until he had some way to show it, an object. I don't want to say it's because of that Puckerman gene he's got...but he's got it. Jake isn't a man.

Now I lost her. We're still friends, but I lost her.

I tried to make everything up, showing her in various of ways to show that I'm interested in her. She knows, but she won't show it back to me.

And after all that stuff I did for Jake.

Telling him to sing a song during the week we had that naked calender shoot.

Telling him Marley's favorite song, the song Marley and I practiced during Grease vocals.

Getting those peonies and placing them in the church row that I know we'd be sitting. Fucking Jake mentioned to someone that he was going to buy roses for Marley, hence her last name. Marley is allergic to roses. Which she found sad but funny, because her last name is Rose. Dude's lucky I saved his ass from feeling guilty when he got Marley in the hospital for breaking out.

Okay, actually she just sneezes a lot and coughs, but still! I saved his ass for that.

And that necklace. I knew which one she liked, she told me about it once in the choir room. The heart shaped pendent from the jeweler at the mall. It was too expensive for her to buy, so I got it for her.

Nope, stupid Jake had to take credit.

Oh and let's not fucking forget when he told me he was going to get laid. What. Fucking. Puckerman! I don't know who's worse; him or his half-brother Puck. "I am so getting laid."

He has no feelings about her feelings. Well not true feelings, but still. She's not ready, she's still getting over her eating disorder and she's a sophomore. I don't know how the sophomore fits into the category, since we're all sophomores...but she wasn't ready!

Thank god she didn't do it either! Jake was on the phone with Jake while we were grabbing a burger at this diner place and Jake forgot I was sitting next to him. He was complaining about how he didn't get laid and how he spent so much money on the room. Funny, I thought, I thought you said you stole the card from the maid.

Okay so I kissed her. But it was for real. And she kissed me back, I could feel it.

Brittany told me she had the craziest dream. "I dreamed that Jake was singing to Marley, that pot song from that Patrick Swiss Cheese movie; Ghost. And in the dream, Dream Marley kept picturing you kissing her. Even though it was Jake singing to her."

Crazy, it didn't sound real. And how the fuck did Jake know her second favorite film?

Oh that's right. Me. I told him. After he guessed it was The Hunger Games. "Dude no, I know she considers that a romantic film...but her real favorite romantic film is Ghost."

Although I can't blame him, Marley dose love The Hunger Games.

But somehow, someway, Marley still had feelings for him. And I respect her so much to the point where if she's happy with someone that makes her happy (or at least acts like he totally cares about her)... I'll deal with it.

I'm depressed, I hide it well, but if someone were to notice me closely than they'd notice.

I met this girl named Katie, she requested me on Facebook. She was beautiful. Blonde, perfect teeth and perfect skin...

Like Marley, but different colored hair.

We chatted online for a while. Though I was depressed, it hurt that I still thought of Marley.

Unique was pissed at me for kissing Marley.

Then we got into an argument. Not just about kissing "her best friend, while her best friend is dating Puckerman. And we in Glee like that 2-For-1 Combo." The fuck, are they a meal now? But I kept calling Unique a dude.

We sang. Unique won, I'll admit Unique was better. But still a dude to me.

Jake called me a douche bag. I may be a douche bag, but at least I'm man enough to tell my true feelings and not make anyone feel like a material-object.

We made up after a day or so. This Katie chick told me to make things right and Unique; about proving not to prove.

Katie and I talked for a few more weeks. She was so funny and amazing, and asked how I was doing about Marley and myself. I told her the truth about everything.

How Jake, to me, seemed to only make her an object.

How Jake used my gifts, to try and sleep with her.

How Jake...well... he's my best friend, but I'm pissed at him for treating Marley like that.

She deserves better than that. Marley is perfekt and beutiful and amayzing and all though I think she should go to Broadway, she wants to be on the raideo. I'd listen to her all day, every day.

I'm sure Marley appreciates that, even if she doesn't know it. She's lucky to have a best friend like you Ryder. I've got to go now, see you babe.

Katie was perfect, just like Marley.

So Katie and I talked and she asks me to send her a picture of myself to her. I really like Katie, just as much as I like Marley.

I decided to send her the photo of me dressed as Mr. Valentine's Day.

I'm not hoping for anything like that in return, but maybe something like her wearing a bikini.

A few days passed. I got called out of English class to go to Figgins office.

I wondered what I did.