This is a story. A story about love, but not any love. A love so powerful, so true, so raw and so innocent that nothing could stop it, not even the universe once this love was set into motion. But like any story, this love begins somewhere. And it begins with a girl named Becky.
Becky Ryder. Anything I say about Becky is not enough. She wasnt blonde or a size zero. She didn't have blue eyes. She wasn't your girl next door. She was just Becky. Becky with the raven black hair. With the suntanned olive skin. With hazel colored eyes and the cutest smile you'd ever see. She didn't think she was pretty, But what she didn't realize was that she was absolutely gorgeous. She didn't think any guy would ever want her but what she didn't know was the number of guys who had a crush on her. Her idea of a girl being beautiful was the stereotypical cheerleaders but what she didn't know was that she was the idea of beautiful to a lot of people.
