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RYDER'S POV
I pick up Luke in front of the Vidcon convention center.

He gets in.

"Hey!" I greeted him.

"Hi!" He said getting in.

"Alright let's go!" I said pulling away.

"Since you know more about me than I know about you, tell me more about yourself." He said.

"What would you like to know?" I asked.

"What's your full name?" He asked.

"Ready for a laugh? Ryder Rose Ramirez." I said.

He let out a slight chuckle.

"I actually like that alot." He smiled.

I smiled looking out at the road.

"How old are you? I mean obviously over sixteen or seventeen but just curious." He said.

"I'm nineteen." I said.

I saw him bite down on his lip a little.

"Have you ever done this before? Drive cross country?" He asked.

"This is my first time. This was the whole reason why I wanted my license." I said.

"And your parents don't care?" He asked.

"No." I laughed.

He gave me a confused look.

I just met him not even twenty four hours ago.

Am I really about to dive into my back story?

"My parents don't care for me as much as they should. They only care about my brother who's only three years younger than me. So I figure I'm the only one who's going to care for me."
I explained.

"You're not the only one." He said placing his hand on my knee.

"Who else? I ditched all my friends for the summer because I need to learn to be independent." I said.

"Me." He said.

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