I was a nerd.
But he still looked.
I hiding under my hood and sweats.
I was the freak who sat in the corner in the back with one friend.
I was the mixed girl who had a body like a goddess under my sweats that's what he told me.
I was me, Mia Sway.
He was a fighter.
Everyone looked at him.
He didn't hide under anything.
He was the boy who was quite but didn't take shit he had friends.
He was the white boy who had a body like a fighter with or without clothes.
He was him, Ryder Stone.