Regret - Ryan Walker - 3rd Person POV

Let's Deal With Our Stuff - Part 1

"You wanted to tell me something dingus?" Mark asked coming down the stairs. Ryan quickly hid the adoption papers. When he stayed at the robot when everyone went out to get donuts, he found records of his adoption in Grey's box of things. He planned to tell his brother, but bailed last second.

"Yeah, mom said I get to pick the movie for tonight." He lied.

"Really? That's the something important you needed to tell me. Weirdo alright." He said. He hopped on to the couch and asked, "Hey you want to play?" Offering his brother a controller. But Ryan got a text on his phone

Yasmin- see you soon!!!

"No sorry, I got to go." He said, looking at the text.

"Where you going?" Mark asked. "The robot?" Ryan hesitated. "Ohhhh, I got it."

"I didn't even say anything!"

"You didn't have to." He turned back to his game. "Also I heard you and Dakota talking last night."

"That's not cool." Ryan said, heading towards the door.

"Don't die!" Mark called as he stepped out the door.

"I don't plan on it." Ryan yelled back.

"There you are!" Dakota calls from her porch. She came running down the stairs cutting across the grass. "I was waiting for you."

"Why? You could of just texted."

"I know, I know, but I was wondering where your going, what did you decide on?" She asked.

"Well I mentally came up with a list and I'm going to just pick one start there, skating, she's really is a lot like you. She also had an unhealthy donut king obsession."

"Hey!" She said. "It's not unhealthy!"

"You just ate a donut made entirely of frosting." He nodded. "That's the definition of unhealthy. Anyway, then there's this arcade she really like so we might go there too."

"Sounds fun." She nodded. "Can I give you advice?"

"Is it bad?" He asked.

"Is what bad?" She asked back.

"Anything, anything. At all."

"No, I was just going to say relax and have fun." She laughs. "Also keep your phone on, never know when Grey's going to throw a monster at as and I don't feel like dying."

"Wait, wait, what!" He asked, having no idea what she's talking about.

"Yeah, Harris said that if I try to control something as big as the robot the stress on my brain could..." Her hand moved across the front of her throat. "Yeah."

"I don't like how calm you seem right now." He said, watching her try to laugh it off.

"All I'm saying is if there's a monster I don't want to risk it. So keep your phone on." She said.

"I definitely will. I should probably go." He started to back away. "See you later."

"Bye."

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"Hey, you're back. So when we dropping the video?" Kendall asked as her sister walked back through there front door.

"Kendall, I don't know anymore." Dakota fell onto their living room couch. "I don't know if it's the right time."

"Are you crazy?" She asked. "You have worked for weeks on that. Hours writing, filming, how many hours of sleep have you sacrificed to edit that video? You aren't going to release it!"