The Boy in the Park

The Boy in the Park

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My name is Rylie. You can call me Ril, Riles, even Ri Ri if your heart so desires. But I prefer not being called Ri Ri. It sounds like a pet name. Anywho. My life is as normal as it can get. I have few friends, divorced parents, I hate school, and I have a dog. Rylie is just an ordinary school girl, wishing to get out of the hell hole that is high school. Her first day of grade 10 is a total disaster. She bumps into her arch nemesis, and falls on the ground. In front of the whole school. It's normal for her. But what comes next isn't expected. Her hero.
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I was doing just fine my junior year of high school. I mean I did pick fights once in a while and my grades weren't the best, but I was doing okay. Xander was my best friend, actually my only friend. We didn't need anyone else, really. But then Ryker came back more badass than ever. I've hated him since we were children and apparently the feeling is mutual. We don't get along. He's cocky, arrogant, and downright mean. We were better off while he was gone. He should never have moved back. So, I stole his motorcycle. Then he told me not to fall for him. ~*~*~*~ I went over to the door and jumped back when it opened. Ryker came back in, pushing me up against one of the lockers. He locked his eyes on my lips and I gasped. He smirked. "Don't fall for me, Angel." With that, he stepped away from me and left again for good. What the hell? Did he honestly have the audacity to tell me not to fall in love with him? I clenched my fists, shoving the door open to confront the cocky jerk.

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