*Kyle's P.O.V*
"You wanna bet" she says to me with a smirk. All I can do is stare at her gorgeous lips, I snap out of my trans. "of course". We shake hands and she turns around and walk away. It was the end of the school day so she was obviously going home. I didn't really feel like going home. I don't like being in my house, its not like I'm abused or anything. But I just feel so different. I live with my mom, dad, younger brother, and two older sister. Everyone in my family is the sporty, athletic type. Then theirs me, who cant catch or throw a damn ball for my life. I would believe I was adopted if I didn't look like I fitted in the family, we all have a thin physique, we have scrawny arms and legs, and you can see our ribs when shirtless. All the men in my family have abs though. So I definitely look like I fit in with my family but if you get to know me and my family I am a complete out cast. I prefer reading and drawing rather then running around in a sport. But NO ONE will ever know that! I have worked hard on this bad boy look to impress the ladies and I'm not about to throw it down the drain.
Later that evening I was at the dinner table with my whole family, we always have family dinners. We just talk about our days and all that boring stuff. I normally just sit there and pretend to pay attention while I eat. But since today was the first day at every ones knew schools. Did I add that we had just moved into a knew house? I'm not sure I did, but anyway. My mom all of a sudden mentioned my named and I zoned back in "sorry what" I say confused. "how was your day at your knew school?" my mom asked. "it was good, the principle assigned some one to show me around the school" I say quietly, I don't really like talking with my whole family. " oh is he nice?" my mom asks all innocently. I cough and say " uh SHE" emphasis on the she " is really nice". "oh" my mom says and everything goes really quiet. My mom decides to break the silence " is she pretty" I just kind put my head back and put my fork down and grown "mmmmmmooooommmmmm" like a little kid. " what" she says confused. I stand up and put my plate kitchen " I'm going upstairs to do some uh homework" I say trying to make an excuse to go upstairs.
I just plop onto my bed and lie there. I close my eyes and can picture Sophie, and how beautiful she is. I can just see her blonde hair flowing over her shoulders and her big blue eyes, oh and don't even get me started on that body. I swear Sophie Riddles is the definition of perfection. I open my eyes and can feel the sweat dripping down my forehead. I need some fresh air! so I decide to go to the park close by my house. So I grab my sweater and head out the door, I leave a not on the dresser beside my bed saying that I have gone to the park for a little bit, just in case my mom comes in looking for me. I have my phone and headphones in my pocket so I take them out and start listening to my music. The park is only like 10 minutes away from my house so its not that bad of a walk. When I get there I see a nice tree and I decide to go sit under it. I pull out my phone and start playing I game, I lost the game and looked up and saw some one on the swings. She looked really familiar, then I realized it was Sophie. I walk over there slowly because I am panicking thinking of something to say. I stand right under her and she looks up at me with a glair. I sit down on the swing " so come her often" I say trying to be funny and she rolls her eyes, obviously that didn't work. " Well then" I say with like a sarcastic attitude. She just continues to swing. I start to swing, then I think of an old myth my mom used to tell me when I was young while she pushed me on the swings. When a girl and a boy are swinging in sync it means that they are meant to get married. So I discretely try and go in sync with her swinging. We start going in sync and I blurt out " oh look we are destined to get married just like the myth say, when two people swing in sync it means they will get married". She just gets up and walks over to a tree and sit under it. She put her head up and I swear I could hear crying. So I sit next to her and grab her face to talk to her and I see that her makeup is smudged "Are you o...." then I realize she has a black eye " SOPHIE did somebody hit you in the face?" she just looks up at me not knowing what to say.
