Chapter Six

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Gosh, darn it Kristen! Why did she have to confuse me like that...I could actually be enjoying the fact I'm going over to the Lynches house but now... I'm so confused what If he likes me... I mean I like him, but... OH GOD! Why?!? I turn up the radio some more in my car, Then mumble to myself the next street name I have to turn on. For once in my life I can't really source the problem that's gnawing at me. I mean... Okay it's all good now, he doesn't hate me or think I'm a freak; we can actually be friends now! Oh god that's it... Friends. Just friends. I sucked in a breath of air conditioned air. I'm okay with this right? I smile, yeah; of course I'm okay with this. I mean I do think he's attractive...and believe me if this was happening two years ago...I would be dying now. But surprisingly, I'm fine with just being friends with him. I guess, I should explain the whole two years ago thing... you know, how I had the BIGGEST crush on him. EVER! But then that night, at the concert at hurt me so bad, that... OH HOLY SNAP! That's what's eating at me! That concert was full of mixed emotions, because after I was so hurt by the fact that he wouldn't flirt with me at all, like he was doing with the other girls. But before he kept looking at me all night! Except he didn't know I had narcolepsy then... and since I conclude yesterday that's why he was looking at me most of the time, then... why was he looking at me a bunch during the first concert...Okay this is getting ridiculous, just stop thinking! Ahh! Friends, just friends. That is totally okay with me. Yep. Yep sir-re, that's fine by me.

I turn into an entrance of a big neighborhood. The houses are small with big yards, and green grass. The side walks where paved white and palm trees line the walkways to doors.  It was cute; there was a small park with children running around, people walking their dogs, I found the street address I was looking for and turned onto the road. It was a minuscule street; you could see the cul-de-sac from where the road started. I drove down the road passing a few houses until I found it, a small; one story blue house. I pull up and park by the side walk. Then make my way to the front door. I knock on one of the big white door that marks the entrance into the Lynch's home. The door swings open and Rydel is standing there, her straight blonde hair is down and her bangs frame her forehead. She had on a black tank top, short pink shorts, and red fuzzy socks. Also a Huge smile. "Hi Olivia!"

"Hey Rydel!" I grin back at her. She gestures me into the house and I walk in gripping onto my white purse. The kitchen and living room are straight ahead, to the right is a den and to the left is a long hallway. She starts heading through the little nook to the kitchen/living room and I follow. But she stops before she passes through the door, and turns and looks down the hallway. "Ryland, have you seen Ross?" Ryland was just heading out of one room and straight into another before he was stopped by his sister. His hair was damp and all he had was a towel wrapped around his waist. He turned and looked at Rydel and I, "Uhh, check Riker and Rocky's room." He says getting water out of his ear with his finger. Then he walks into the room, parallel to the room that I assume is the bathroom. Rydel pivots her footing and we start heading down the thin hallway. Passing the bathroom on the right and the now closed door, which I believe is Ryland's room. We walk a little more, passing another room on the left, and based off the pink and girly items of the room I assume its Rydel's. The hallway has a turn to the right; we turn and continue, passing a small laundry room. The hallway ends at another room which I assume is the master bedroom. But to the right is another closed door. Rydel does an elaborate knock on the door, and you can here Rocky thunder a "COME IN" behind the closed door, she pushes it open, to reveal a pretty messy room. Rocky sat on the unmade bed farthest from the door, strumming on a guitar. Riker was texting someone, sitting on his bed closets to the door. Ross looked up at me and smiled, he stop playing the keyboard and walked over to me. "What up?!" he laughed, saying it in his 'Austin Moon' voice. "Nothing much!" I mimicked his high pitched greeting and we high fived.

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