Ryder has a good life. Good mom. Good Stepdad. The best little brother. He couldn’t ask for a better family. Despite not knowing his father, he doesn’t care, and wouldn’t ever. Great friends. And absolutely no girls. August used to date — used to — but Ryder does not. As weird as it sounds, he liked it that way, most of them found him off putting and scary anyhow. He was always nice enough, when he needed to be, but everyone knows his reputation; he’s just one of the town tough guys.