°•.Until we meet again.•°

°•.Photo album.•°

Rider's POV

"That battle the today was tough, tougher than I expected..." Rider whispered to himself. That was the only thing I could think about for the rest of the day. Even on my way home, that battle remain in his thoughts.
I haven't fought a battle like that in a while, it all seems familiar in a way, I just can't put my finger on it.

I made it home with only my thoughts in my mind, not really paying attention to anything. I unlocked the door and walked inside. " Boo!!, did I scare ya?" Screamed my little sister, Arrow. I jumped a bit, and gave her an annoyed expression. She was about 10 years old, and somehow acts like a 5 year old, it's confusing to understand her. I sigh and looked at her.

"Aren't you sick or something, shouldn't you be in bed?" I asked because she felt awful that morning. "I mean, I was! But I just wanted to get something to drink, but then you came in, so I wanted to try and scare you." she smirked. I Softly pushed her out of the way and went into the kitchen, she follows me of course.

"Oh, by the way mom is out doing some errands, and dad is still at work." Arrow said before sipping on some water. I roll my eyes," Yeah, figured" that...". I take out a plum from the fridge and take a bite from it, and put Arrow back to bed, mostly because she is an annoyance to me.

3rd POV

Rider lays down on the couch, just wanting to relax for the rest of the evening. He is still thinking about what to do. While thinking he turns his head towards the bookshelf in the living room."I mean, I have already read most of the books on there shelf, but it wouldn't hurt to read them again." Rider place the plum down on a paper towel, and walked over.

When scanning over the plethora of books, nothing really caught his interest again, but then he noticed a family photo album. Out of curiosity he decided to take it and look at some of the pictures inside. It's what you would usually expect in a photo album, of course. Baby photos, photos of his parents in high school, pictures of fun events they were attending, and more.

Rider smiled, looking at these old fond memories. He felt safe looking at these old photos. While looking through pictures of him in grade school and middle school, there was some that was consistently coming up, a girl with short blue hair, and blue eyes to match. "Huh, what I don't remember that girl, who is that?" Rider questioned himself. He was confused, he has a pretty good memory, even after the deep Sea Metro incident. However he had no clue on who it was. Rider just decided to put the book away and wanted to wait until his mom or dad to ask about it.

.•°An Hour Later °•.

His mother walked into the house, holding bags of groceries, clothes and other miscellaneous items. "Hey Rider, can you help me with these bags, there are a few more out in the car." His mom asked. Rider stood up, headed outside to collect more bags. When all the shopping bags were inside, groceries and clothes were put into there respective places.

"Hey mom, can I ask you something?" Rider said to his mom. She turned towards him, "Of course, what's bothering you?" She answered with a smile on her face. Rider took a deep breath. "Well earlier, I was looking in the photo album and I noticed someone I didn't really remember, she was a girl with blue hair and eyes. Do you know who she is?" He sighs a bit

His mother goes into thought for a moment and finally answered his question. "She was most likely an old elementary school friend of yours, you find anyone who looks like that?" She answered with another question. He thinks about it, can that girl he battled with today be the same person? Maybe, maybe not. "I don't know, I have to think about it." He finally answered, and walked out of the kitchen, heading to his room.

Rider's POV

I lay down on my bed, my head starts to ache a bit because of that damn scar on my face. "God fucking damn it, of all time, why do I get a headache went I'm tired?" I toss and turn for a bit, hoping it goes away. "Where ever this girl is, I hope she's doing well." He talks to himself, laying in pain, until he falls asleep.

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