I know I deleted my other Rydellington story, so I decided to make a better one. In this fanfiction, Rydel is not related to the other Lynchs, and the other Lynchs will make brief appearances. Also, her parents aren't Stormie and Mark and her parents won't appear in the story, but will be talked about a lot.

Rating: T (May POSSIBLY have a bit of M later on. Still not sure yet.)

This story will be mostly Rydel's POV, but this chapter will not have any POV and sometimes I'll do Ratliff's POV.

Summary: Usually when you become a teen, your birthday is the best day ever, right? Well, not for Rydel Lynch. Her parents kicked her out of the house on her 13th birthday and since then, Rydel's lived alone. She won't let anyone in and lived on the streets until she turned 15 and applied for a job and soon got herself a rundown apartment. What happens when a mysterious boy tries to break down her walls?

I'm not sure if the summary will fit so I put it here just in case. Anyway, on with the story!

August 9th, 2006

Rydel was so excited to be turning thirteen. She always wanted to know what being a teenager was like. Soon, she'd be able to get a cell phone and go to big parties. She couldn't wait.

She skipped downstairs and saw about five different suitcases by the kitchen table. She cocked her head in confusion.

"Mom? Dad? Why are are there suitcases in the kitchen?" Rydel asked loudly.

There was no response.

Rydel saw a note taped to one of the suitcases. She picked it up and read it.

Dear Rydel,

Your father and I went on vacation and we packed your bags because when we come back, we expect you out of the house forever.

You've always been a burden to us and we can't take it anymore.

You will not be missed.

Sincerely,

Mom and Dad, but don't ever call us that again.

Rydel had to read the note four times to make sure she was reading it right. She couldn't believe she was being kicked out. She angrily went over to the container that her par- Whoops, Alyssa and Fred put spare change to save up for a rainy day. And boy, was today a downpour.

She grabbed her bags and walked out the door, never looking back on the place she used to call home. Tears of anger and despair fell rapidly down her cheeks. She had nobody.

August 10th, 2008

Rydel knew that when she turned fifteen, she could apply for a part time job. Because she had to cut back on food so that she could have enough money, all of her clothes became baggy.

The only reason she had any money left was because she would sit and play her guitar for tips. She usually did pretty good with getting tips. But she always had barely enough money.

She would go to the local YMCA and pay five dollars to "exercise", which really meant use the gym shower and bathroom during summer vacation and school vacations. She would go twice a week. She was living on the streets and she had bought a tent, sleeping bag and pillow with the rainy day money the same day she had gotten kicked out.

She had set it up next to a convenience so she could use their bathroom and buy some snacks. She was surprised that her school never found out she was homeless. She made sure to be good all the time so the school didn't have any reason to call home and find out the truth.

During the school year, Rydel would sneak in the girls' locker room after hours and use the showers there and save money.

She applied for a job at every supermarket and ended up working at Hannaford. She made pretty good money. After working there for six months, she was able to buy herself a small run down apartment across from her school.

So.. This is her life now. She never let anyone in and sat alone everyday At lunch.

So.. Yeah.. This isn't going to be that much of a happy story.

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