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who is he?

Oliver's pov

I sigh getting up from my seat finally the end of the day , as I get to my locker I see a boy around 16 who was wearing a sweatshirt. I swear I know almost everyone in this " hell hole " but I don't think I've ever seen him , I decide I'm going to follow him to wherever he's going , as I get there i notice familiar shaggy brown hair along with the cute hazel eyes and....Oliver pull yourself together you don't even.....oh crap he saw me and.....wait is that Ryker?

Rykers pov
    Oliver? What the hell is he doing out here and why is he staring at me all of the bad thoughts start to race to my head again which made me pull out my ciggar to clear my thoughts , Oliver starts to walk over to me and said " I didn't know you smoked? Does anyone know? " I sighed and told him yes my sister knows but even with his blonde hair and glasses I could see how pissed he was at me for smoking , how can I help it? Mom is always drunk at home , dad left before I was born and my sister is always with her " boyfriend " it's not really her boyfriend though because I saw him at a party kissing some senior so yea me and my sucky life not like I would tell Oliver though he probably has a nice mom and dad with a nice house and everything he ever wanted in life I also bet all the girls fall for him just like m.... What am I saying holy crap I'm to sappy for this world sometimes.

Oliver's pov
I didn't know you smoked! Does anyone else know? Ryker sighed and responded " I mean my sister does " as he puffs on his ciggar I see him get lost in his thoughts and by the end of his trance he frowns , I feel so bad but can't help him because I don't understand what he's going through. Maybe I should tell someone that he seems down , I slump against the wall next to him and say if you want to tell me anything I'm hear to listen I see Ryker tear up and say it's just everything about me sucks and ya know maybe it's because im failing  or the fact my mom could care less on what I do but I'm a monster so it's whatever after a while I hear a car horn and see my mom I try to smile but can't get his words out of my head, maybe it's because he talked about his family but I feel bad and wish I could help I ask my mom but she says " I don't know sweetie maybe you should talk to a counselor " but those counselor's don't do anything besides tell you it's gonna be ok sweetie or it will be better soon boy which must suck.