"Edwin was all she cared about. Edwin was all she could think about. I should be better. I should be healthier. Why did he get all of the things I'm not?"
I was out of it, riding on the inside seat of the creaky school bus. Beside me sat a girl I didn't know but had the look in her eye of blatin judgement. I didn't blame her. I also couldn't bring myself to care. All I could think of was living up to my mother's standards. How I would never be as good as Edwin. How she was disappointed in me and my girlfriend and my band and everything I did. I wouldn't ever be a lawyer or, for that matter, anything worth mentioning in today's society. I'd just be Kyle. Messed up, dumb and dirty old Kyle. I only had one person to blame: myself. I still carried on not caring. Why did I do this to myself? I knew I could be neater if I tried. My problem was that the motivation was scarce. I would go along looking like crap and not trying, because I couldn't bring myself to self-motivate. I would carry on living, I guessed. But it would become harder and harder every single day.
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Teen FictionEdwin and Kyle are two extremely different people: the only thing they share is a single mother, struggling to provide for their families. Edwin is sophisticated and gentle, with the kindest smile and a love of learning. Kyle is ignored and rejected...
