Can't Fight This Love (A Rydellington Love Story)

Chapter 1

Rydel's POV

It was a Friday morning and the Lynches were at home. Rocky was teaching Ross the chords for a song on the guitar, Riker was next to them playing his bass and I was practicing for dance tonight.
"That's all the chords Ross" Rocky said.
"Sweet. That was easy!" He said back.

"Hey Rydel come play your keyboard really quick to do this song with us" Rocky said.

I've been playing piano for a few years but it wasn't anything to serious.

"Okay" I said.

I got up and went to the keyboard.

"1,2,3. Go" Riker yelled.

As we were playing the song the rest of our family came in and listened. After we were done they all clapped.

"You guys are so amazing" Mark said. "You should start a band!"

We never really thought of starting a band. We just played music for fun. Ross and Riker were into acting, I was into dancing. We didn't even have a drummer. It would never work out.

"Sounds fun!" Rocky said.

"I don't know. I have my dancing and Riker and Ross want acting careers" I said.

"I'd like to be in a band" Riker said. "I could do acting too. I could split the time"

"Same!" Ross said. "Being in a band would be so much fun. Especially with my brothers and sister."

"Come on Rydel. Pleaseeee" Ross said with a puppy dog face. He was my younger brother. He always makes rant face and it makes me feel bad. I don't know what to do!

"We don't even have a drummer" I said.

"Yeah. She's right.. And Ryland wouldn't really want to do it. Plus he's too young" Riker said.

Ryland wasn't that young. Only a year younger than Ross but he's not that interested in music like we are.

"If you find a drummer maybe I'll think about it. But I want to focus on my dance right now" I said.

They all looked disappointed but they respected my decision.

"Okayyy" Rocky said.

I didn't really think about the band idea the rest of the day. I went to dance practice, came home, ate dinner, and went to sleep. Same as usual.

The next day I had dance practice early. I got up, took a shower, and got dressed.

"Hey Riker, can you drive me to dance?" I asked.

"Sure. Let me get my keys." He responded.

We drove to the dance studio and I thanked him.

"When do you need to be picked up?" He asked.

"Around 12" I said back.

I went inside and talked to my group of friends.

Then my dance teacher comes up to me. There is a guy I've never seen before standing behind her.

"Hey Rydel. This is Ellington, he's new here. Since you're my best dancer I was wondering if you could teach him the new routine that we're working on."

"Yeah. Of course. Hey Ellington" you shake his hand and he says hello back.

We sit on the floor and start to stretch.

"Soo. How old are you?" I ask.

"I'm 16. How about you?" He says.

"15"