My lighthouse

Prologue

BTW-- this is Ryle above :)

Ryle's POV~

I wake up to my alarm that's set to 5:00 AM, and get ready for my morning run.

Today is the first day of school and my first day as a senior. You would think I'd be happy, but the truth is... I REALLY don't care. It's not like I'm going to college. I might as well just drop out, but my parents won't let me. They act as if I'm still a little kid and can't make my own decisions. I mean.. I'm still a minor but I turn 18 in 3 months. Maybe then I can drop out.

The only thing that still makes me rethink dropping out sometimes is gossiping about people with my best friend Amira. We've been friends for almost 3 years now and she's the only person that knows everything about me and all my secrets. Especially my biggest secret. I'm gay. Not even my parents know that.

Jeremiah did, a voice in my head whispers.

I push it away as to not have another breakdown.

I finish putting on my shoes and make my way to my window. I stopped going out the front door when I got tired of my parents asking where I was going every day.

As I climb out the window, I'm reminded of how hot it is outside. I hated the summer heat. My favorite time of the year is the winter where I can stay home all day in my bed wrapped in the blanket and watching a movie on my computer.

I walk to the front of the house and sit down to start my stretches. I stretch for a couple of minutes before I start jogging down the street of my neighborhood. I started running two years ago. Right after Jeremiah passed away. I still get a painful ache in my heart every time I think about him. It's not really easy getting over your twin's death.

I have a little route I run every day. It's about 2 miles long and it leaves me feeling somewhat like I want to live.

I put on my headphones and start running.

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Conrad's POV~

I wake up to my mom pounding on my door.

"GET UP CONRAD," I hear her yell.

I groan and sit up.

"OKAYYY I'M UP," I yell back.

I get up and open the door to go to the bathroom. When I get there, I wash my face and brush my teeth and then try to make my hair somewhat presentable. Today was my first day at my new school and I'm kind of dreading it. I don't know if people are more accepting here than they were in my old town, but I guess I'll just have to find out. In my old school, I was bullied so much that my parents decided that we needed to move before the bullying got too out of hand.

Apparently this town is more accepting towards the LGBTQ+ community. They even have a Pride Parade thing every Pride month. I think whether the people are accepting or not depends on the actual people and not what the town does.

Anywaysss... I go back to my room and try to figure out what to wear.

I pull out a plain white t-shirt that shows off my tan and gray skinny jeans that are ripped at the knees. That's probably the "straightest" outfit to wear but then again I'm trying not to attract too much attention to myself.

I grab my new Nike backpack and head downstairs. I find my mom in the kitchen with my little brother, Jacob, on her back. Apparently he's back to the piggyback phase. I go up to my mom and give her a kiss on the cheek.

"Good morning," I say, and go get myself a bowl and the milk from the fridge.

I make my way to the kitchen island and sit down.

"Can you pass me the fruit loops, please," I ask my mom.

She looks at me and laughs.

"What?" I ask looking down at my outfit.

"I can't believe you still eat fruit loops when you're already a senior," she says while still giggling.

"That doesn't have anything to do with-" I start to say.

"-age? you've literally made this same argument since you were in middle school," my dad interrupts, coming in, "can't you find another point to make?"

"You guys are bullies," I grumble.

I finish eating my cereal and say bye before running out to my car. I really don't want to be late on the first day. Not that I care, it's just that I'm trying to keep a low profile remember?

I take out my keys and head to my white jeep. My parents got it for me on my 16th birthday. That was about 3 months before I came out and my life went to hell-- schoolwise.

I get in my car and turn it on. I look at the time on my phone and it's reading 6:33 AM. Shitttt, I'm really late.

I drive out of my neighborhood in a hurry, and try not to kill anyone, including myself.

10 minutes later I'm parked in front of the school and looking at everyone walking in and talking with their friends or lovers.

I hit my head against the wheel. This is going to be a long day.

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I hope you liked the first chapter, don't forget to tell me if I need to fix anything or give me some ideas as to what you want to happen to Conrad and Ryle in the coming chapters. Hopefully this story turns out how I want it to.

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