It wasn't healthy how many times he'd caught himself staring at Sam.
Whether in the locker room, on the field, or in Glee Club, it was next-to-impossible for him to not have his eyes on the blonde. Ryder had simply attributed it to the boy's physique. Jealousy. A desire to look that good.
At least, that's what he'd hoped it was. Even though he knew inside that it wasn't. Ryder had a Sam Evans obsession, and it wasn't right. He couldn't risk his parents flipping out again if they found out about his…
Whatever this was. Better stick to 'obsession.'