"It's so stupid that we can't call prison and prison has to call us." Ryan spoke in annoyance, a joint in her mouth and trying to find a way to get ahold of Brandon when he didn't do his usual call to her.

"I think his music is saying something." Trevor spoke up, blowing smoke forward.

Ryan gave an odd look. "Brandon's?"

"No!" he gave her an annoyed look, leaning in some so his headphone was closer to her. "Sort of powerful, but in a totally self-aware way. It's almost like I don't know if i'm playing the music, or the music is playing me."

Ryan hummed. "Love that, Trev. It's a great mental image I just had."

"Dude, what? You smoke way too much." Sean laughed from his other side, turning away from writing on the wall.

"Aw, Trevor, you have a playlist for me and Brandon?" Ryan asked, Trevor looked over and realized she had his phone. "That's such a soft-"

"Give that to me!" he tried to yank it from her.

"Why? What are you hiding? Are you reading sexy books again?" Ryan faked a shocked gasp, ducking down so he couldn't get to her. "Ow! Did you just stab me in the ribs?"

"You make me want to throw you over the bars." he nodded to the bars infront of them, their legs dangling over the side. Yanking his phone back, he gave a look. "And no, that's not for either of you. Brandon Ryan is a band name, if you were so curious."

"Oh, seriously? That's crazy. Is it heavy metal?" Ryan asked, inhaling on her joint.

"No, it's opera." Trevor joked back, making Ryan laugh before she started to choke on smoke. Sean's phone beeped, videoing Hawk from a distance. "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Recon." Sean said back. "Haileys been hanging out with that blowtard, Hawk."

"Dude, he's, like, the nicest guy ever." Trevor gave a shrug his way.

"Maybe Hailey likes nice guys now." Ryan hummed.

"I am nice." Sean defended himself.

"Oh really?" she asked in disbelief. "You pissed on my fruit."

"I didn't know it was a fruit plant." he defended himself for the millionth time. "When do I get to stop apologizing?"

"Never." Ryan shrugged. "Brandon and Trevor never pissed on my fruit roots."

"Okay, whatever. Want a burrito or what?" Sean looked her way.

"I'd rather sit here and have my stomach eat my heart." Trevor answered, blowing smoke forward.

"Another great mental image." Ryan hummed, patting his back. "Thanks, Trev."

"A bit dark, you know that?" Sean nodded his head with a questionable look. Trevor was quiet as the two looks over. "Oh, your moms leaving tomorrow, huh?"

Trev nodded, exhaling as he flashed a sudden smile. "You shoot me in a dream, you better wake up and apologize."

"Here we go." Ryan braced herself.

"Reservoir Dogs." Sean hummed.

"Hey, there's hope for you after all." Trevor grinned widely his way.

"It's a classic, man." Sean smiled, passing the joint back his way.

"Well, Ryan's a hater." Trevor rolled his eyes.

"I'm not a hater just because I prefer 10 Things I Hate About You when it comes to 90s movies." she defended herself quickly. "Unlike you."

"It's not like I didn't like it, it just one one of those movies where I can't watch a million different times. There's nothing to analyze except the hair gel." he pointed out her way. "You have better taste in 80s movies."

"The Outsiders." they spoke on sync, agreeing.

"Hey, Sean?" Tessa walked from the door, standing below the metal they had been sat on.

"Hi, Tessa." he said slightly awkward, Trevor and Ryan stayed quiet.

"Look, I obviously know what a piece of shit you were to Nicky, but I need to know if anything was going on with her." Tessa looked up from the ground, Trevor and Ryan shared a look.

"Why?" Sean asked.

Tessa looked taken back. "What do you mean? Don't you care at all?"

"Let it to, Tessa." he shook his head. "I mean, yeah, I care, but we gotta move on, all right?"

"I can't." Tessa looked up at them. "Look, I know that you move on really easily. But, some of us don't."

As she walked off, Ryan exhaled. "You know who I miss?"

"Brandon." the two said on sync.

"This is gonna be so weird for you. At least you guys are some what cool now." Ryan spoke later that night as she helped Trevor put things up in his new room, finding out his dads wife was Rowan's mom, who he had an affair with. "How'd it go with your mom?"

"Egh." he shrugged, stacking his movies by the left corner. "Not good."

"Need some love?" Ryan looked over with an eyebrow raise.

"God, no." he shook his head.

"You sureeee?" Ryan teased, spinning on her heels.

"I'm g-" he was cut off by being tackled into the bed, Ryan wrapping her arms and legs around him tightly. "Oh my god, get off me."

"Nope." she hummed, hugging tightly. "Hug me back, dickhead."

Trevor huffed, hugging her back and patting her curls. "Okay, off, i'm all loved out."

"All loved out? Seriously?" she gave an offended look. "You love to be loved."

"I don't want Rowan to think i'm a wimp." he patted her head. "Why can't we just go to your house?"

"Absolutely not." she rolled off so they were side by side.

"Why not?" he pushed. "We have never even been inside your house."

"Moms embarrassing." Ryan made the excuse, looking over with a half grin. "You don't like it here?"

"What the point if my dad isn't even gonna be here for the next few weeks?" he shrugged as Ryan nodded her head. "Plus, things are still weird with Rowan."

"Want me to rough her up?" she hummed.

"No!" he shoved the pillow at her. "Why is that always your first thought?"

Ryan groaned as she rolled outta the bed. "Ugh, I gotta get this show on the road."

"You're leaving?" Trevor sat up. "We barely got any work done in here."

"Because you-" she jabbed a finger in his direction. "-yell at me every time I try to put something up."

She sensed his discomfort. "Besides, we both need to sleep. Big day tomorrow. Gotta go pick up our boy!"

"Are we picking you up?" Trevor looked up at her with a questionable look.

"Heck yeah, i'll bring you a grape fruit." Ryan walked over, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "Night."

"Night." he called as she walked down the hallway, peaking into Rowan's room as she talked on the phone with someone Ryan wasn't aware of.

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kylie speaks

see you next chapter, b!
we're finally gonna get
some brevan content.