Our bikes were edge to edge; tire to tire. We reached the school parking lot, but it wasn't clear on who had won.

"I won!" Ryder yelled and waved his hands in the air like a child. He hopped off his bike and came over to me.

I shook my head. "Nope. I'm pretty sure that I did."

He smiled and stepped closer. "Nah. I won."

"I won, but you just won't admit it."

He stepped forward again so that his hands were resting on my waist. "I'll admit that I'm very attracted to you." He said.

I bit my lip and smirked up at him. "Good." Then I leaned up on my tip toes and pecked his lips.

He frowned. "That can't possibly be considered a kiss."

I shrugged and made my way to the school entrance, Ryder following beside me.

My hand was grasped by his and he gripped warmly. I felt my cheeks blush as I squeezed his hand back.

The closer we neared the school, the faster my heart would race. What would everyone think of us holding hands? What is they asked if we were dating? Were we even boyfriend and girlfriend?

Ryder held open the door and let me in first, not letting go of my hand.

As expected, people stared with astonishment when we walked passed them towards my locker. I didn't realize I had a death grip on Ryder until he leaned down to peck my cheek, leaving me with a red face.

I looked up at him and saw a slow smirk growing on his face. Oh how I was going to kill him for embarrassing me...

I stopped at my locker and let go of Ryder's hand, wishing for his warmth and comfort again.

He leaned against the locker next to mine and grinned at me while I opened mine.

"Ready for a fantastic day of school?" he asked sarcastically.

I shut my locker and held my history book. "Absolutely."

"Speaking of abs..." Ryder started and took my other hand to press against his shirt.

I gasped and drew my hand away before anyone could see. "Ryder! We're in the middle of a school hallway!"

He chuckled. "And?"

I rolled my eyes and walked past him. But I would never admit the small grin on my face that I tried to hide.

The day flew by in a breath. After a couple classes, everyone finally got used to the idea of Ryder and me. My favorite part of the day though, was when Ryder took me out to lunch at the meadow. We didn't get much eating done since we were too busy sucking each others faces off. 

When I went to put my stuff up in my locker, I saw a flash of brown hair show up beside me.

"Hi Ruby." Monica said.

"Uh, hi?" I answered, warily.

"So, a little birdy told me that Ryder found a new girlfriend." She said bitterly.

I frowned. "Uh, we're not really dat-"

"Anyways, I want to let you know that you're probably his rebound. As you may see, we slept together a couple days ago, and I think that he just needed a new sex buddy since I dumped him. I mean, do you really think that he'd go after you because he wants a 'relationship'? Come on Ruby, I know you're smarter than that. If you can't give him your body after a week, he's just gonna dump you. Just wanted to warn you so you don't get hurt. Bye Ruby!" she said squeakily and left me standing by my locker.

I stood there, shocked as to what I just heard. Maybe she was lying, maybe she was just trying to get to my nerves. But there was a deep irritating pain inside of me, not going away.

It was partly true, though. Ryder was a player, a bad boy. He wouldn't wait for me, he'd want to have sex and if I refused, then what? It was his character to leave me.

So I left the building and drove home, not bothering to wait on Ryder.

•••

Duh duh duh...

Okay, so in actuality, when I created Monica's character, she wasn't supposed to turn all evil and jealous and stuff. When I first wrote the book at the beginning, she was just going to be like a friend to Ryder throughout the whole book and was supposed to support Ryder going after Ruby... blah blah blah. But then I was in need of some type of conflict between the two and I needed an antagonist, you know? So here's Monica 2.0; the evil bitch... haha lol.

I hope it's good weather where you're at right now, because here, it sucks.

There hasn't been any sunshine for at least three days and it feels like Antarctica.

Well, anyways, have a fantastic day! Much love,

-Anne :)

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