Hi guys. I decided to write this story because my other one-Music and Radios-wasn't going too well. Still read it though. It would mean a lot to me. I've been meaning to write this one forever. Will switch POV's. About two enemies who fall in love when they begin a rivalry over Marley Rose. R&R. No flames please.
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Ryder's POV
My road to happiness was a great but not so easy one. Hi, let me introduce myself. I am Ryder Lynn and I want to get one thing straight...I have changed since the last year of school. I used to be anonymous. If I were as fat as Lauren Zizes, no one would notice me. But this story isn't about me whining (only half of it's that way). Just keep listening.
I woke up from bed one day. It was the start of a new year. Year 12 in fact. Thirteen years of not being able to read...oh yeah, I have to tell you something. See, as a kid, whenever I looked at a page or anything with words, I thought the people typing the words were drunk or high on drugs. Everything was fuzzy. Then when it wasn't, it was backwards. I thought all my other classmates had superpowers to be able to understand them but then I realised...something wrong was with me. And when I was in my fan-faze of Stand By Me aged thirteen, I watched a movie with River Phoenix, playing some dude who had something called dyslexia. And I watched that movie like a hawk and I knew straight away...I had what he had...I had dyslexia.
I didn't want to tell anyone. I mean, they'd think I'm dumb (more on that later). So, in present day out of my thoughts, I got changed, packed my bag, looked at my hair, like any ordinary day. Then I ran day stairs. This year was going to be great...until I saw the devil.
About what I said before-how I'm didn't want people to think I'm dumb-I saw the reason right there...Edward A. Lynn. Edward was my older brother. He was born four years before my face hit the world. Eddie was just awesome. He was everything better than I was- he was smart, popular, slightly better looking...but it was worse. Somehow he managed to please my Mum and Dad with straight A's while I came home with the best scores in my life-one D, one D minus, five Es and 2 Fs. And as he managed to be the most popular kid ever, I managed to become a perfect target for throwing dodgeballs at in Gym Class.
I hated it when Ed was here. Not because of him, but because of them. Mum and Dad always compared me to their great God Edward Lynn. And whenever he was here, Mum and Dad would always rave about how intelligent their eldest son was, not to make him feel better, but to make me feel worse.
So, I stood dead in my tracks. Edward smiled. "Hey, Ryder." "H-h-h," I stuttered, "Hey, Edward." "We've just been talking about how Edward has gotten the highest scores in his college," said Mum. Ryder's heart sank. "We're very proud of him," said a man. I turned around and saw my Dad, walking in Edward's direction and patting him on the back. "Maybe, you could do that as well, Ryder," said Dad, "If you lift your game up at school."
Anger fumed in me. It was uncontrollable. I hated all three of them. "I gotta go," I said. I raced out of the door, leaving behind the protests of my family.