Between Losers & Failures

Between Losers and Failures, he and I were both.
My dream was always to be a detective fighting to uncover the truth. And, somehow, that's exactly what I became.
In an attempt to fit into a society you never knew, locked away in a prison with no way out for most of your life, you can get into all sorts of trouble you never imagined before. For example: meeting a suspicious guy who chases you all over school with the goal of beating you up for eavesdropping; faking a relationship with that same guy because he's a nosy busybody; making friends who hate your fake boyfriend; going through unimaginable experiences, and then... suffering the consequences of climbing to the very top, because, logically, the next step is that people want to see you fall.
However, having him-his eyes golden like the sun, his wit, empathy, and madness-by my side was enough to make me feel untouchable and invincible.
Ryder St. Clair came into my life to change it completely and give it a better meaning than it ever had.

Between Losers and Failures, he and I tried not to be one.
When you have a hard, boring life in the shadows, what's the first thing you think? "I'll be the next Batman." Well, it didn't happen to me, even though I asked every higher power out there.
A forbidden relationship, losing your best friends over a misunderstanding, terrible grades, a family that never cared about you, not even trying... Ah, who am I kidding? All that was garbage.
Someone handsome, with a great sense of humor, and as fiery as could be-didn't need any unexpected intrusions in his life.
Not until he came along.
His superiority complex, his inexperience, indifference, and naivety made him an alien to me. His difficulty in showing his emotions through words and gestures, but all the more so through the beauty of his expressive eyes.
Félix Thorne was everyone's downfall from the moment he walked through that door. And mine, too.