Book 1 : an impossible year. | Ryden & Brallon

nine - postcards and polaroids.

ryan's pov:

i'm laying on my bed listening to music when someone knocks on my door.

i sigh and get up to open it.

it's a boy that looks about my age, "hey, are you ross, ryan?"

"i am ryan, yes"

"i think your mail was accidentally delivered to my room because the four kinda looks like a nine on the room number" he says handing me an envelope.

"oh, thank you, sorry it was delivered to the wrong place though"

"hah don't worry about it, my mom used to get my room number wrong all the time so for my first month here i'd have a letter delivered to a different room each week" he laughs.

"haha oh man"

"yeah, haha well unless more of your mail gets delivered to me i'll see you around, my names' matty " he smiles

"uh i'm ryan but i guess you already know that, it was nice meeting you" i say awkwardly

i'm confused as to who would write  to me or how they got my address and room number.

i don't have time to open it, because i have class soon so i put it on my desk, grab my bag and head to my classes.

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when i finally get to my room after school i sit at my desk and do my homework.

school sucks i have so much homework.

when i finally finish my homework i put my stuff away and notice the envelope from earlier.

it doesn't have a name just their address and mine.

i open it without reading the address.

hey ryan, i tried to call you and stuff and your father recently told me that you're not allowed a phone or computer. so i decided to write to you (: i just wanted to say i hope you're doing good, how is England?  how's your school? also i sent this picture of us and spencer so you can like remember we're still your best friends and we always will be
                     x Brendon

brendon.

omg.

i pick up the letter and re read it over and over and dance and jump around my room with it.

he wrote to me!

i pick up the polaroid and tape it on my wall next to the one of me and brendon.

i get paper out and start to write back.

brendon! i'm so happy to hear from you and that you're not upset because i couldn't reply to your texts, i don't really know much about england i'm not allowed to leave the school. school sucks so bad, i miss lunch with you and spencer :(  but i have my own room and i made a friend, he's also american and he plays bass. and i love the picture! can you send me more so i can decorate my room? (: also how are you doing? is spencer still on his trip? how's lunch?
                               x Ryan