Colorful (Adopted by Emblem3)

Chapter 4: I want this shit forever man.

One quick thing, Ryder starts school in 2 weeks. Oh, and this story will have alot of music and lyrics.

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Ryder's POV:

I pulled up twitter on my phone, while sitting down on my bed. I scrolled through my notifications seeing people asking me for a follow and telling me to ask the guys to follow them. I decided to follow most of them, I mean, why not?

I put in my ear-buds and hit shuffle in my music as Mocking Bird by Eminem played. Oh gosh, I love Eminem so much it's unreal.

"Now hush little baby, don't you cry

Everything's gonna be alright

Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, I told ya

Daddy's here to hold ya through the night

I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why

We fear how we feel inside

It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby

But I promise momma's gon' be alright"

I sang out along with the chorus.

Do I really sound like Kellin Quinn? I bet not. Keaton doesn't know what he's talking about.

I got up and looked out the window.

I noticed that if you were to open the window and step out, you'd be standing on some type of roof.

I stepped out and looked out, and saw an amazing veiw.

It's so warm and breezy.

Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri played as the one lyric really struck home for me.

"I learned to live half alive."

If you think about it, there was a time I basically did, live half alive.

When I was with my dad, he made me feel dead but yet, I was still alive. Sometimes, I did want to die when I was with him. There was one time, when my dad was at the bar, I contemplated suicide.

Half alive. That's what I was.

I breathed in the warm July air.

I noticed a beach off in the distance. I've only been to the beach once and that was when mom- no, Ryder. You can't think about her at a time like this. You're atleast a bit happy.

I went back inside and closed the window.

A nap would be perfect right now but, I'll just be woke up...to eat. Shit.

I sat my phone back down, now no longer interested in what wad playing.

I changed into shorts and a t-shirt, more comfortable.

I layed out a fuzzy blanket onto the floor and layed on the edge of it. I grabbed the side of it and rolled myself up into it.

I'm a burrito.

What am I doing? I don't know but, it's fun.

I stood up, still in burrito form, which was a challenge but, I managed.

"Ryder the burrito." I laughed to myself.

Oh God, I'm laughing at my own lame comments.

I hopped towards the door and stuck my head out and saw Drew in the living room downstairs.

"Drew!" I yelled down to him.

"What?!?" He yelled back looking up at me.

"If you were a burrito, what kind would you be?" I asked. He laughed at my random question.