Acting [Ryan Ross] Act One- Scene Ten

"I can't beleive you did that." Ryan grunted rubbing his chest lightly where I'd bit him earlier. "you not only scared the crap out of her but me as well." Turning I looked at Brendon Laying in the doorway holding his sides laughing his ass off.

"Brendon's thought it was funny." I muttered slapping Ryan's bare chest as he fell back onto the back as I rested on his hips, staddling the handsom younge man that had no dirty thoughts what so ever, though my mind was trying to supresse the thoughts I was having. It's sad my female mind was having worse thoughts than his male mind, and I know it too.

"Watch this." Ryan hissed staring at my blanky before arching his back and tipping his back towards Brendon's calming form. "Bren. Hey Bren."Brendon looked up whiping his large brown eyes trying not to smile or laugh. "Puh-ding." Brendon erupted back into rolling fits of laughter as Ryan laid back flat on the wooden floor and stared at me. "See anything makes him laugh."

"That's not fair." I snapped. "He's already laughing so he finds everything funny right now! His systems just aching to laugh and burst the air from his lungs." I slapped ryan again lightly. "So it doens't work." I muttered sticking my tounge out at him as we listened to Brendon try and catch his breath and calm down.

"No, no that's not true! He was calming down!" Ryan countered. "Meaning that his system was done laughing."

"Nope! Nope! NO!!" I screamed as he kept trying to talk. We both stopped and glared at each other lightly. "No." I stated pointing at him as I leaned over him a bit, my hand pressing to his collar bone a bit roughly.

"You guys are weird." we both looked at Brendon sitting in the door way still taking deep breaths. Ryan's hips arched into mine so he could see better. "And how the hell are you still clothed Bells?" my eyes dropped to my body then back to him as I narrowed my eyes at him confused. "Dude Ryan I don't know how you do it." Brendon shook his head running a hand through his hair.

"Do what?" Ryan and I glanced at each other, both confused as hell, before we glanced back at Bren.

"Not take advantage of her! Look at how your sitting!" he gasped throwing his arms up at us. I looked down at Ryan's hips, the hips bones exsposed through the thin layer of peach colored skin and my hips staddling his, my large, rounged tighs drapped on either side in tight black fabric. Looking back at Ryan I noticed her was survaying the same thing I had.

"She's my best friend you sick fuck." Ryan snapped looking back at Bren. The sentance stabbed me lightly, but it was true, we were bestfirends and nothing more.

"So! Look at her!" Brendon snapped as Ryan sat up and I slid between his legs falling backwards even so gracefully. I stared at Ryan as he stared back at me.

"Umm... okay?" Ryan muttered glancing back Brendon still confused as I was. "What am I looking for?"

"Your not looking for anything! Jsut actually look at her because you obviously haven't! Jesus! she's fucking hot!" My cheeks flushed as I peered around Ryan at Brendon. "What you are." He stated smiling at me. "why do you think that weird new guys hitting on you? Your hot! I'm not stupid, just not willing to ruin friendship, but I swear if I was Ryan right now. You'd be naked and we'd be going at it."

"I'm not sure if that's a complement or not." I muttered my brows narrowing confused at the words drifting through my brain.

"Dude, you made it seem like your together, you kissed his chest and neck several times and you bit him. If you did that to me, I'd be sold." Ryan and I stared at Brendon with wide eyes. "WHAT!" she squeaked. "I'm a teenage boy!" Nodding lightly I shrugged.

"Well Ryan's a bit more mature than you and besides he's been my best friend for like... ever!" I gasped throwing my arms up and falling back agian iwth a laugh.

"Yeah." Ryan muttered rolling his eyes and standing up, slipping out form under me. "where'd my shirt go you pervets." Gasping he pointed at me. "Like Brendon said you kissed up and down my chest and neck and bit me. That's jsut weird."

"But that stalkers gone, would you rather her do it?" He froze, mouth slowly opening as he processed what could have happened if I hadn't stepped in with my large knife.

"fine." He sighed rolling his eyes in defeat. "Only Bren's a perv, you're just crazy." Giggling I gave him a thumbs up as Brendon gave a soft shrugg not willing to disagree. Standing I brushed myself off as Ryan grabbed his shirt pulling it over his head. It had a rip near the center and was streched like someone three times his size had put it on. "Damnit, this was my favorite shirt." He whispered running hs hands over it, examining the damage.

"Sorry Ryro." I muttered hugging him tightly and smiling up at him sadly. "I didn't mean for that to happen. I figured after you told her no she'd back off. I gave her more credit for a normal person that I should have. She's full on Crazy!" I gapsed he nodded wandering off, following him, holding onto his belt loop I looked around the house as if I'd never been in it before.

"Ry, I gotta go." Glancing back at Brendon staring at the clock. "Like now!" he gasped hurring from the house as Ryan pulled his keys out of his pocket following him. Tugging on his belt loop I smiled up at him sadly.

"I am sorry." I whispered, he nodded hugging me.

"I know you are, don't worry." He laughed ruffling my hair. "HEY SPECE WE GOTTA GO!!" he yelled up the stairs waiting for a respons. "Spence!" he called grabbing the banister. Bitting my nail I watched him, his back facing me as he waited for spencer. He seemed mad at me for some reason and I'd ruined his favorite shirtwhich ment on the inside he was fumming. "Spe-" he stopped as SPencer appeared and headed down the starts rambling on.

"Bye Guys." I muttered waving at them as they left. It wasn't the proudest or happiest I've ever sounded, but no one seemed to care as they left. Spinning around I headed up the stairs back to Liz and I'd room. Sitting on the floor by the door I stared at her. "How come you know when to shut your mouth and I don't." Her large eyes rolled to me.

"But that's why people like you. your fun. I'm not." she weezed pulling the covers tigher around her.

"Yeah well... I don't think so. Ryan's mad at me and brendon used the excuse he had to be home to seperate us. He doens't have to be home for two more hours and I know he knew it!" I muttered grabbing my ankles tightly looking at my feet a bit annoyed and upset that'd I'd done what I did.

"Some times people need space. He'll be better in the morning. He normal is." she sighed. I nodded lightly, it was true.

"Yeah I guess, so can I ask what's up with you an spencer?" I asked watching her cheeks flush. "HA! I KNEW IT! YOU LIKE HIM!!"

"If I could," She whispered. "I'd stay sick forever, just cause he take care of me."

"He'll take care of you anyday, rain, shine, sick or not. He actually likes you too. It's not that he's just sympathetic or that I put it up to him." Her eyes went wide.

"He likes me?" I nodded. "Wow." Standing I brushed myself off.

"Well I'll let you get some sleep." I smiled turning and rushing from the room and closing the door. Jumping on the couch I hugged my pillow close to my chest and laid down.



Sighing I looked u pat Ryan and pushed my hair out of my face it was red-aburn now for some reason. Reaching out Ryan twirled a piece between his finger tips lightly.

"I like your hair, it's pretty. It brings out your eyes. I never noticed how green they are before." He whispered still twisting my piece of hair lightly. Laughing I watched as he leaned in and pressed my lock of hair to his lips lightly, smiling at me.

"thanks?" I muttered lighting, laughing softly as my cheeks burned a soft red.

Leaning in Ryan kissed me gently.



"WAKEY WAKEY!!" Jumping up I stared at Brendon smiling at me. "Lets go girly!! Get dressed!"

"It's Saturday you asswhole!!" I screamed at him throwing the pillow at his head annoyed. why do they always wake me up when it's getting good!

"MOVIES!!"

"NEVER AGAIN!! NOT WITH YOU!!" I screamed back throwing my fists at him and kicking at him wildly like a little kid having a tantrum and huffing darkly at him.

"I know, Ryan dropped me off, I'm jsut having fun." I paused looking at him startled. "ryan's got things to do today so he dropped me because I went to his house. I guess the lady running the play wanted to do something or some odd." Sighing I crossed my arms looking at the ground.

"He's mad at me." I whispered looking up at him lightly. He shrugged lightly. "It's my fault his shirt was ruined."

"He'll get over it." Brendon sighed shrugging. "Lets do something fun!" He gasped throwing his arms up in the air.