Love vs Lust

Heart and soul

^ pic. is what I sorta imagine Cyrus looking like, Just add bright blue eyes and raven black hair and VOILA! (Not that this guy isn't totally hot just the way he is)

I'm gonna TRY to do a POV for Cyrus but I'm not the best a this yet. I'm trying to work on my writing skills and expand my creativity a bit. that's why I wanted to make a teen fiction story thats solely based on romance before I go into some of the other ideas I'd like to work on.
so if you managed to get through the first Four chapters...THANK YOU!!!
:-D
and please be patient, I'll do my very best on this story but its still gonna be rough around the edges. :-/

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Cyrus's POV

Annoying. That's the only way I can descibe it. Knowing someone without them remembering who you are. I think back to when I was eight years old, I picture her wild, beautiful black hair that always had natural red highlights in the sun. I picture her smile, despite everything I did to her back then, she always found it in her to smile at me.

Granted its been eight years (almost nine) and everyone calls me by my first name instead of my middle name now, and I guess it would be easier to remember a childhood crush than a childhood enemy. The more I think about it, the more I wonder if its better that she doesn't remember who I am... Maybe then I could have a chance.

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Jay's POV

"this is extreme even for you" I look up from the police records and school records spread across the table "no its not" they mumble in unison. I look down at a piece of paper that has cyrus's social security number on it, among other highly private things. "you gotta be kidding me!! th...this can't be legal!" I stood up and looked at them with wide eyes. Kyle looked up at me, giving me the same bored stare he always gave someone he was done talking to. "since when did you care about what we do, being legal?"

He had a point there. When I was barely thirteen I begged them to take me to one of their street races and by the time I was fourteen I had won more races than all my brothers combined. It wasnt until I slipped and ended up at one of my brothers friends races at fifteen that I was caught. It also happened to be the night someone decided to mess up my car. I ended up flipping it four times and woke up in the hospital the next day to five fuming older brothers. I'm forbidden to drive a car, go to any races, and if I even get near a race car I'm quickly turned in the other direction.

"Hey, you remember that kid who used to mess with you a lot when you were little?" Matt asks. I sigh out of exasperation "yes, but what does that have to do with anything?" I should really stop trying to find logic in what my brothers do, they're all crazy I should just accept that and move on.

"What was his name again?" Matt asked "who's?" I ask trying to sound bored when we all know I'm intrigued. Matt gives me a look to tell me he's not buying it. "Derek, his name was Derek. Ok, is that what you wanted to know?" Suddenly all heads turn in my direction.

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Cyrus's POV

I'd come to the conclusion that it would be better not only to not tell her but also to do everything I could to make sure she didn't find out.

A sharp ringing noise pulled me out of my thoughts "hello?" I asked not even bothering to see who it was that was calling me. "Hey man, I was wondering if you'd gotten any closer to crackin' her yet" I knew who he was refering too. Although Keith may look kind and he pretends to act as gentlemenly as possible he's far from it and had imedietely seen my determination towards Jay as an oportunity.