Rye-lie's Story

Chapter Two

Chapter 2:

Rye:

         I walked away from school after finally getting away from the horde of girls. They had teamed up together and ambushed me outside of school. There were even some teachers in the group. I had to trick them into letting me go. I’d feel bad about it, but when you do it as often as I have to you get used to the feeling. I’m not saying that makes it okay, but it certainly makes me numb.

            As I walked, I thought about my roommate. I hoped he wasn’t gay, I was in a movie once where that happened. Luckily, there were no romance scenes in that movie. It was an action/sci-fi flick. I kept this train of thought as I finally made in the building and up the stairs. Here goes nothing, I though to myself. I opened the door and was surprised to see the angry leprechaun that picked up Rylie in my room.

            “Who are you and what are you doing here. You know what, scratch that first question. I know who you are, but what are you doing here?” An angry voice came from behind me. I jumped around and saw an angry Hispanic girl with both hands on her hips. She had glasses on and her black hair was barely past her shoulder. Oh, and there was a deep scowl on her face.

I smirked at her and waggled my eyebrows just to see what she would do. Although in the next instant I couldn’t see anything because her fist was in my face.

“Owhh!” I yelled at her. “What was that for?”

“For looking at me like I was a piece of meat you idiot. And I’d be more careful if I was you, I ain’t afraid to do it again,” she said, already rearing her hand back.

“No, she’s not, but she won’t. Calm down, kay Es?” Leprechaun dude came up behind her and turned towards me.

“I’m sorry, she tends to be violent. I’m pretty sure you provoked her though. She doesn’t hit people for absolutely no reason. So, just accept the apology and leave it be. Esi, go get him an ice pack.” He turned towards her. You could tell she wanted to protest but she must’ve seen something in Leprechaun’s face, because in the next instant she sighed and headed into the kitchenette. Leprechaun turned back towards me.

“Hey, you’re Rye, I’m Zach, and she was Esi. Again, sorry about her, normally Rylie’s here to either cheer her on or calm her down.”

I didn’t really care about what he was saying but when he got to Rylie, I started to jump into the conversation.

“Rylie?” I asked.

“Yeah bro. They’ve been friends since like fifth grade. They’re an awesome team, unless they turn on you. Then beware cause Esi ain’t the only one who can punch. Though, Rylie prefers to kick.” He looked complentative for a moment, as if he was actually complentating their fighting styles. I heard the door open and I turned around once again to see who was talking behind me.

“Yeah, we’re a bit odd. Might as well get used to it, or life is gonna suck for you cause we spend a lot of time here.” Rylie said. She currently had on a dark purple leather jacket and a motorcycle helmet tucked under her arm. Some black boots completed the look. To say she looked good was an understatement.