Ryne Evers has the most normal - not to mention boring - life anyone could ever have. She goes through the pains of high school, has a boyfriend, fights off bitches, the whole nine yards. Then enter Sky La Brea - a drop-dead gorgeous guy with the sexiest British accent and everyone just seems to bow down to him. He seems good enough, but there's just one little problem of him being a kidnapper. Such shame, isn't it?
Shit. If the damned alarm
clock couldn't scream any louder, I'll move out of the planet. Six-thirty. Mother of God. I overslept. Life
couldn't be more beautiful. I quickly jumped off my tiny bed, took a bath,
checked on Dash, my dog, and ate my breakfast - breakfast meaning a nice little
carrot on my way to school on my rickety bike, Five years of this you'll get
the hang of it, too.
By the way, my name is Ryne.
Ryne Evers. Cool name, huh? NO. It's
bloody disgusting. Anyway, as I arrived at school, a lot of people are still
around. I wasn't toast, oh yes. I'm actually excited to go to school, despite
the fact that most of the time I arrive always almost-late. You'll see why.
I've been here at Anderson High here in Australia all my life and I knew
practically every face in the campus. But that doesn't mean that they know me.
I've always been classified as the nerdy type, you see. Okay, first things
first. I am NOT a nerd. I just have
these awkward glasses that makes me look like a geek. And I am not that tall,
which, I think, adds to the nerdy appeal. I have a slim build, okay-ish bangs
and hair that's closer to brown than black. But not all people can be Lisa
Sparks pretty. Lisa - of all the popular people in the school - is the
sweetest, kind hearted and the best bitch. She's the Terminator. She's Bellatrix
Lestrange. She's a lunatic.
I wasn't attention when I
was securing my bike, so Lisa's sparkling little Volvo backed up on my bike. Hard.
the bloody hell is wrong with you?"
"Oops. Was that your
bike?" Now she's making a show of looking beneath her tires, which is
squashing my bike against the asphalt.
"Oh my gosh, Ryne! I am
so sorry." Pathetic. "I'll pay you back, I promise." As if.
"Please, just stay away
from me." I said, walking into the campus. I said please; I'm not an entirely evil person. The Terminator followed me
anyway. "You know, what I think? I think you just think you're awesome
because you are - "
"Bitch, did you hear me
earlier?" I quickened my steps, leaving her behind.
What? You think I am a
ruthless human being? She deserved it! All those years of harassing me whenever
she can and not to mention all the money, hard work and skipped meals that
ended up under her car just now. I am a person reacting normally.
So finally, I'm at the
classroom. Sparks and I aren't classmates, thank God. I've had enough of her
face today. She's such an infuriating little prick. Now I have to walk home!
That's just dandy. When she shows her edited face again, I will strangle her
"What did the blackboard
do to you?"
My eyes met the smiling ones
of Carsh. Carsh Meyers. My boyfriend. Yes, I have a boyfriend. That's what
makes me excited to go to school five times a week. Please don't be shocked. Carsh
has been with me for almost a year now. He's blonde, tall and smart. And he has
blue eyes. I couldn't care less. He's the only one who doesn't judge by
appearance, makes me laugh and has stuck with me since I met him. Unlike some
who snubs me just because I don't actually meet their expectations or complete
their list of requirements or something. Especially after what happened to my
parents five years ago.
"You're having those
looks again," he said. "like you want to eat me." I laughed at
"I'm just daydreaming.
Nothing serious." I replied.
I met Carsh two years ago, when
I was just 15. He was a year older than me. Corky Mallory, who is a complete
freak - seriously, everyone's afraid of him, he's the weirdest in all of the
history of weird and there's just no telling what's his next...stunt.- was
chasing me with a huge, and I mean HUGE, lizard in his pudgy hands. The thing
about this is - I have a phobia to lizards. I can't even believe that they
exist, just thinking about them makes me shiver. That's the reason behind why I
was running rocket speed away from Corky. Then I bumped into a body. Into
"Whoa, there. Easy. Are
you okay? You look like you're about to pass out." Then I met those oh-so
blue eyes. Then bada-bing-bada-boom. Let's just say that lizards may have a
purpose after all.
"You look really down.
What happened?" He asked me now, concern etched into his features.
"Doesn't look like
nothing. Look," he said. "talk to me. It's me. Was it Lisa?" I sighed. "Really. It's
not a big thing." Then I told him. I'll just have to save for a new bike.
Ugh. "So you'll
just... walk home?" he said, worried. "I can't take you home. Dad and
I are visiting Illiana." Oh, that. crap. Totally forgot that. Illiana is
Carsh's sister. He looked very worried. Again. Here it goes.
"Call me as soon as you
go home, okay? And bring your pepper spray..." he ranted. I only kept a
pepper spray because it makes him happy. But seriously?! Who would shag me in
the first place?
He's so fussy at times.
He chuckled. Staring at him,
imperfect as my life is, I would never trade it for anything or everything else
in the world. I guess I should have known how quickly and differently
everything changes from here.