Chapter 24~Michael~
"Timmy, how many times do I gotta tell you to stop going through that. It aint yours."
Timmy, who had been crouched over a large box of Riley's stuff, glanced at his father and pouted. "Wiley say yes Timmy."
"It's okay. I don't mind." Riley confirmed as he carted yet another box into the room and deposited it onto the floor. I watched as Jason glared at his son, until finally, Timmy stood and stepped away from the box, but still managed to remain close enough so that he could peer inside.
"Do you really need to bring all this stuff?"
Riley chuckled. "You sound like Nate. He's out with John right now complaining about how I'm packing up his house and moving far away."
I laughed. Yes I could definitely picture the overprotective Nate, grumbling to John under his breath.
"He wouldn't mind me staying here and commuting for three hours every morning." He shook his head. " but I want the full college experience. I want to live on campus and eat Ramen for dinner and cuss out my roommate for playing loud music. I've lost enough time as it is."
I shrugged. "I can't imagine it's any different from prison. Miniature room, grouchy roommate and crappy food."
He laughed "Except prison doesn't have awesome house parties and all the weed brownies you can eat."
"No wonder Nate's worried."
"Nah, I'm kidding. I'm going to nerd out and keep out of any and all trouble. Nate's just upset because I wouldn't rent an apartment close by campus instead of living on dorm."
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Timmy inch closer to the box. "Why'd that upset him?"
"Because it means he can't drive up and stay over whenever he wants." Then he blushed, and understanding dawned. I chuckled and Timmy inched ever closer to the box, glancing inconspicuously at his father as he did so.
"How'd you manage to get in so late in the semester anyway?"
Riley grabbed a stool and sat down for the first time since our arrival. "Kyle's dad pulled some strings. He knows some people I guess. Technically, I won't officially start until August, but for now they're allowing me to do a few courses so I can catch up with the class until then."
"That's nice of him." I murmured, knowing that Kyle's old man was not the type to do anything out of the goodness of his heart.
Riley nodded. "I could have waited, but you know how Kyle gets. He convinced him before I even knew what he was going to do and you know his dad will do anything for him."
I chuckled. "Everybody spoils Kyle."
Riley smiled. "He booked a room at a hotel near campus because he says he wants to keep me company for the first week until I make some friends."
I imagined the eccentric, loud-mouthed Kyle on a University campus and flinched. There was no way that was going to end well. "John can't be too happy about that."
"He's even grumpier than usual now if that's even possible. Every time he comes over he gives me this look. As if anybody can stop Kyle once he makes up his mind."
"Don't let him get too crazy up there." I grinned.
"The best I can promise is that he'll come back in one piece and even that I'm not too sure about."
We both looked at Timmy when he started rattling around in the box again.
"Kids are so curios about everything." Riley commented. I glanced at Jason to gauge his reaction, but he was so lost in his own thoughts, that he hadn't even realized. He'd been distracted ever since he'd gotten out of bed this morning and I couldn't help but wonder if it had anything to do with his big confession the day before.

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