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.