Ryan is quite popular thanks to his line of sex toys, Cinnamon Tulips Inc. A lame, tacky name, sure, but it got him to where he wants to be. Living in the finest penthouse in New York City, his bank account practically overflowing and, the best part...
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Two days later, Zooey called me and asked if she could come over. I almost told her I wasn't feeling good, mainly because I was afraid of what she was going to say to me for giving Ryan her number, but she ended up coming over and telling me how the two of them went on a date and they're catching up. I was upset, I'll be honest, and I told her that. She didn't really have much to say about it, other than apologizing for the last five minutes she was in my apartment.
After Zooey left, Jon came home with Spencer and they hid in his bedroom for night and I lied on the couch with my headphones covering my ears, blasting The Used.
Ryan said he was starting to get feelings for me, that's why he didn't call me. If I wouldn't have brought up Zooey, maybe him and I could have worked something out with each other. But I ruined. I ruined it because I opened my mouth and said something about Zooey. But can you blame me for being curious? My best friend since high school had a year long fling with Ryan Ross and she never once mentioned it to me until I told her I slept with him.
If Ryan says he does have feelings for me, surely he can't just get rid of them that fast just because Zooey is back in his life. It can't be that easy to forget about someone. Just look at the way he was when I brought up Zooey. He clearly still has feelings for her, I could see that, and maybe she still has feelings for him. Who knows.
I envy Zooey right now. I hate that she has him. That he has her. Maybe I just need to get Ryan to fall in love with me before he falls even more in love with her.
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"Brendon, this is Chelsea." Spencer said in his most feminine voice, introducing me to a short, thin girl with short red hair. "She's my cousin."
"Hi, nice to meet you." I said with a small smile, holding my hand out for her to shake. She gently put her hand in mine and then let go. It was barely a handshake. Kind of awkward too.
"You too." She said quietly.
"Chelsea is shy, but she'll open up after she gets to know you." Spencer shrugged and took his place next to Jon on the couch. Chelsea sat down on the edge of the couch, seemingly trying to keep to herself.
"So what are your plans for tonight Bren?" Jon asked. I shrugged and leaned back into the couch.
"Not sure. I was planning on hanging out with Zooey, but she's probably with Ryan, so that more than likely won't happen."
"I thought you didn't want to hangout with her anymore?" Spencer asked with furrowed eyebrows.
"It's not that I don't want to," I sighed. "I just don't want to keep hearing about her and Ryan catching up and doing whatever else they're doing."
Chelsea shifted uncomfortably on the couch, making both Spencer and Jon look at her. Spencer's eyes lit up and he leaned forward with an almost victorious smile on his face.
