|Why Always Me?: Rye's View
Author: Master-Horus PM
From TheFemaleOdd's story Why Always Me?, with her permission, i bring you Rye's side of the story, and how he feels about it.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Humor - Chapters: 4 - Words: 1,937 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 06-04-06 - Published: 03-26-06 - id: 2140919
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Hi I am a friend of Femaleodd, this is a side to her story from the character that was based on me. Rye. I have all the permission I need to make this, so do not worry; I am not in breach of anything I hope. So if you enjoy, please leave a review.
About two hours later, he had finished the essay from geography class, he decided to have a small exercise before school, he walked into the second bedroom of the apartment, but it had no bedroom features at all, just a bunch of exercise equipment, he started to take a small run on the treadmill. Twenty or so minutes later he stoped and walked over to a small bench, he started to lift some weights for a while, then moved onto his boxing bag, and pounded the hell out of it.
Rye had a surfer's physique, he liked to stay in shape, probably to try and impress Zelda more than anything else, he wouldn't show it off though, it's not him, but he does like the fact that its easier to get clothes when he stays in shape, and if he really wanted, he may be able to get Zelda to admit her feelings by dating someone else, but he doesn't want to that much, he knows that when its time, Zelda will come out with it, or he will.
As time flew by, his alarm soon rang, a song that he had listened to for ages, almost 2 years now, Last Train Home written and performed by Lostprophets, he thought the song reminded him of something, just not sure what, all in all it was a song that reminded him of Zelda, a friend of his, she was about five foot five inches, she had dirty dish blonde hair, to Rye she was an angel, he then snapped back into reality and then shoved his homework that he printed off into his bag, and crammed in a quick breakfast after showering, he ran out the door after picking up his wallet and keys. After locking the door he began to dash toward his school.