The unknown side of the moon

The cold kept getting worse. It didn't help, that I was only wearing sweatpants. My feet were like frozen, and I was shaking all over. The ground felt like rock. "Auch!" I screamed. I had stepped on something sharp. 'A rock?' My eyes had gotten more use to the light, so it was a bit easier to see. But what met my sight... Lets just say that I would rather not have seen this. I saw... Earth! I was on the Moon!

Ryan is an all normal boy, with great friends, a girl he likes, great grades, and he has never done anything real bad. So how come this could happen for him?
One day, he wakes up. Far away from home. Far away from everything.
On the moon. An unknown side of the moon.


1. Rhea

"Math. Worst subject ever!" Jayce was complaining again. "Ryan..?" 'Here we go'​ "Can you send me your notes? Please? I have football practice today." ​'Why did I hang around these idiots again?' ​Suddenly I could sense a certain scent. A known scent. I looked up. It was pure reaction. And there she was. Rhea. The most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Hair, brown as earth itself. Eyes, blue as the deepest part of the ocean. I think, if you looked long enough, that it was possible to drown.​​

"Ryan? Ryan! Are you staring at her again!" I snapped out of it and looked straight into Jayce being a little too close. "You know you're never gonna get her, right. I mean, she is... She is Rhea, and you, you're a nerd. You can never fulfill her needs. A girl like her, needs a man. A man who can give her the excitement she needs." "Like who?" Luke smirked at him "A man like me!" He proudly bursted out. Luke hit him with our mathbook. They were discussing, but I didn't hear a word. Jayce was right. What did I have to offer her?. I use -8 glasses and is basically blind without. My hair is messy and I was nowhere near as strong and athletic as Jayce. My clothing... Let's not even mention it. I am 1.76, which is actually the only thing not akward about me. I was smart, but I had nothing adventurous to offer. Why would she ever choose me?

I looked up, just to see her one more time. Her soft, wavy, brown hair. Who could ever resist that. But though she appeared to have boyfriends all the time, she was quite shy. That was what I liked the most about her. Sure, she liked adventure and excitement, but she had a soft side as well, and I bet she has more of those sides.

I had stared too long. She turned her head, and our eyes met. The shock paralyzed me. I wanted to look away but it was impossible. 'What to do? What to do! She must think I'm a stalker!' ​But she just smiled and waved with her tiny hand. Then she turned around again.

My face was warm. I must have been red all over. "Hey, what's wrong, Ryan? Are you feeling okay?" Jayce had noticed my red colour. "Yeah, why?" "Your face is red all over. Did you catch a cold?" "Nah, it's just real hot in here. Don't you think?" I was trying to save it. "Hmm, not really," Luke answered. "Maybe it's because you're wearing that big sweater, don't you think?" "Yeah, probably." I laughed. I liked Luke. He wasn't like the others. He was nice to me. He never exploited me for my notes like the others. Actually he had never asked for my notes.​

Jayce started bragging about how Rhea was most definitly into him and how perfect they would be together. I was daydreaming and didn't notice that another soul had joined our group.

"You just dream on, Jayce. If we are ever going to be something, you'll have to change that attitude of yours." Jayce stopped talking. Rhea had snuck up on him and overheard the conversation. I think that would have been one of the most embarrassing moments of his life. I couldn't help but laugh a little. Rhea's attention jumped from Jayce to me. As she walked away, she said out loud, "Hej Ryan," and smiled as she passed me. I got quiet. 'Did she just talk to me?' Jayce also looked wierd at me. "Did that just happen?" he asked. "I'm not sure..." I responed.

School was over and on the way home I couldn't stop thinking about Rhea. This was the first time, we'd ever made contact. She even talked to me. I had never gathered any courage to talk to her.

I made a deal with myself. If she could talk to me. I could stop being a coward and talk to her. That would happen tomorrow. No matter what.

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