"Tell that girl of yours to shut up." Ryan snapped, again, drinking another. "Ryan, go to bed." "No. This is shit, honestly. Pete, that boy is out on his porch again, and I can't get over how adorable he is." Ryan glanced over at the glass door, sneaking a few peeks at the younger boy and his best friend. "You need to get over him. You're such an ass to him all the time. Leave the poor kid alone." Pete ran his fingers through Jenna's hair.