The brunette kept his head down low, hair dangling in his eyes. New school, and he already hated every minute of it. He'd even witnessed a couple of guys in letterman jackets throwing slushees into an Asian girl's face. Was this school safe to attend?
He lifted his eyes for just a moment to ensure that he'd stopped at the right locker, and then he saw him across the hallway.
The blonde boy with lips like Steven Tyler and a body he'd kill for. Ryder Lynn didn't know how or when, but the boy would know his name one day.