Dearest, Heartbreaker.

When they met.

Ryder's POV

I was very aware of my heart thumping very loudly inside of my chest. I didn't know if it was because I was about to ditch Algebra and my professor was a dick who never let us go to the "bathroom" or if it was because today was the day. The day I got to talk to Violet. In person. That thought alone just made me want to stand up and dance out of pure happiness. And maybe piss myself a little because of my nervousness. I don't know where my ego was right now but I didn't have any bit of confidence, not with her. I snapped out of my thoughts when the professor called my name.

I looked around the classroom confused. "Yes?"

"You seem to be a little lost kid. I know I'm going fast but try to keep up, this isn't kindergarten. I can't take care of every single one of you. You either get it or you don't and then we move on to the next topic." He was staring at me with cold blue eyes and I rolled mine in annoyance. I was never one to be afraid of teachers, they weren't going to boss me around as if they were my parents. Hell, they wanted to boss us around as if they where in fact our parents and I just wasn't going to allow that.

"Sorry about that, sir. I guess my mind is just too small to comprehend simple algebra." Sarcasm dripped from my words and he crossed his arms over his chest, giving me a fake smile.

"Just try to keep up." He looked at me for a second and I held his gaze until he turned back towards the board. My fingers tapped loudly against the desk I was sitting at as he wrote. I cleared my throat.

"I hope it's that important to interrupt class." He said without turning around.

Oh, it was trust me.

He turned to look at me expectantly once he finished writing.

"I have to go to the bathroom." I told him, my voice sounding steady and controlled.

"No." He was about to turn back towards the board when I spoke again.

"You'll let me go if I answer that equation that you're writing?" He arched an eyebrow at me and I looked at him bored.

"Yes, I'll let you go if you give me the right answer but you won't be able to-" I interrupted him before he could finish.

"It's 37." He looked taken back and I didn't give him a chance to answer as I stood from the desk, gabbed my backpack from the floor, and walked towards the door. But I made sure to salute him like a soldier before exiting, I  heard laughter from the rest of the class and I smiled as I walked towards the 800 buildings were Violet would be waiting.

I wasn't bad at school, in fact my mom used to say I was a genius. I'm quite good at Algebra or anything that has to do with numbers, in fact I almost like solving problems that require a sort of process because I learn really fast. Maybe that's why I play the piano and the guitar, because I'm quite good with picking up new stuff. It's just that you can't really be popular and the guy all the girls want to sleep with if you're also the nerd that gets straight A's, I learned that one the hard way. So I forced myself to change and now I almost deliberately fail all my classes, but my social status is really up there so in a way I guess it's worth it.

If Violet ever knew this she would probably tell me how stupid I sound. I smile involuntarily as I remember her. It's about time I got the courage to talk to her.

I stop abruptly as I reach the 800 buildings, I open my backpack and chuckle at what's inside. I take out the sour skittles and the gummy bears, along with the lemon heads. I don't know what kind of candy she liked so I brought her my favorites. I zip up my backpack and continue walking towards the football field with the candy in my hands, but before I get there I hear someone calling my name. I turn to the direction were I thought the voice is coming from and my eyes find Ana smirking mischievously at me.