"Party's over, Kids. Everyone go home." -------------------------------------------------------------- "No!" I yelled as I jumped on him, forcing him to the ground. "Woah! Kid in the room!" Ryan's mom came in saying. I didnt realise it, but it didnt look quite right. I was on top of Ryan, practically stradling him and he was trying to get free. "Its okay! Kane was the one that started it!" Ryan yelled, obviously not thinking about what he just said. I quickly got off him and walked up to his mom. "Your sons are amazing. I love them." She smiled, "Well I'm glad." "Kane, would you go get Shane to tell him breakfast is ready, Honey?" Gretchen asked. "Yes, Mommy." he ran up the stairs. "So are you guys..... together?" Gretchen asked. Ryan practically spit out all the orange juice he was drinking. "Me and Moore? No way!" "Thank alot, Sheckler!" I pushed him. "Oh. Sorry. I just assmued." she claimed.
Yeah, it was the cops. But that wasn't the thing that bothered me, the thing that bothered me was that my brother, Spencer, was one of those cops.
Everyone was fleeing out the doors as the cops were looking for the owner of the house.
"Please dont see me, please dont see me." I was muttering.
"Hey, Spenc! Lookie who we've got here." my brother's partner and bestfriend since Kindergarten, Thomas, pointed over at me.
"Shit."
"Well, well, well. Kansas, Kansas, Kansas." Spencer walked over to me.
Tony put his arm around my shoulders "You got a problem?" he asked, trying to act all tough-guy-ish.
"Get off her, Pukebag." was all he said.
He grabbed me by my arm, looked over at Sierra, then grabbed her's too.
"Where'd you park?" Spencer asked when we got outside.
"I didnt drive here. My trainer did."
"Your trainer?"
"Yes, my trainer."
"Well where did your trainer park then?"
I looked over to where Ryan had parked his car when we first got there, but now that spot was empty.
"Asshole." I muttered under my breath.
"That's what I thought." Spencer threw me and Sierra into the back of his car.
As soon as he got in, we wouldnt stop talking.
"You know I'm going to have to tell Dad about this, right?"
"Spencer!" I whined.
"I'm sorry! You're the one that chose to drink!"
"I wasnt drinking!"
"Kansas, I can smell you from a mile away."
"It wasnt me! It was the guy I was dancing with! He was the one that was drinking!"
"That's even worse, Kans! You know what he could've done to you?"
"Spencer, Im smarter than that!"
"Its not you Im worried about, its him taking advantage of you!"
I crossed my arms, and didnt reply.
"So was that your boyfriend, Nick, Dad told me about?" Spencer asked.
Nick. Oh my gosh. I was supposed to call him earlier.
"No. I dont think me and Nick are going to be spending time together anymore." I softly said.
From then until we got home, it was pure silence.
Nick- Uh. Hello?
me- Sorry. Did I wake you?
Nick- That was one really long practice.
me- Uh. Yeah. Sorry about that.
Nick- So where were you?
me- Uh... a party....
Nick- A party? Kansas!
me- Im so so so so sorry
Nick- You're always sorry, Kansas. I cant take it anymore! We're through!
*beep*
---------------------------the next morning---------------------------
Eventhough I felt like crap, I still had to go to Ryan's house.
Once again, he opened the door to this -
and was still in his boxers.
"I'm starting to think you're purposely trying to get me to see you in your boxers, Mr.Sheckler." I laughed.
"Sorry, Kansas. I didnt think you'd be coming today. Since, you know, the whole thing lastnight."
"I'm not a quitter. Come on! Get dressed."
Ryan started walking up the stairs.
"Ryan....?"
"Yeah?"
"Where'd you go lastnight? You just kinda bailed."
"Sorry. I told Tony to have you call me when you were ready to leave. I just didnt wanna be around all that and do something stupid, you know?"
"Oh. Tony didnt tell me that."
"Figures."
"Asshole." I mumbled.
"Kansas, is that your favorite word?" he smiled, a big toothy grin.
"Go get dressed, Pretty boy."
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"So did you get in any trouble?" Ryan asked, after I told him the story of what happened. "With my family. No. With my boyfriend. Yes." I told him, as I went over and sat on his couch.
"Boyfriend?"
"Well, ex-boyfriend."
"I'm sorry, Kans." he said as he walked over and sat down next to me.
"Kans? Since when do you call me Kans?"
"Since three seconds ago."
"Well, if you get to call me Kans, then I get to call you Ry."
"Deal."
Just then, a boy I guessed was Ryan's brother, Kane, came running down the stairs.
"Ryan!" he yelled as he jumped up onto his lap.
"Kane! Whats up, Buddy?"
"Shane wants you upstairs."
"Alright, Lil' Buddy. But when I go upstairs, you have to entertain this girl right here. Okay?" he asked, pointing to me.
"Okay!" he exclaimed as he jumped off his older brother's lap.
Ryan got up and walked upstairs.
"Whats your name?" Kane asked.
"My name is Kansas. It almost sounds like yours."
"Kane and Kansas. You're right!" he exclaimed.
"Whats your favorite color?"
"Blue!"
"Blue is my third favorite color. I like hot pink and black the most." you replied.
"Cool! Are dating Ryan?"
"Me? What, no!" I was shocked.
"Well, you should. You're really nice."
"Why thank you, Kane." I started tickling his sides.
"What do you want, Shane?" Ryan asked as he walked into his room.
"I found somemore pictures of that one girl. I saved them on your computer. Theyre titled "Kanas XXX"
Ryan walked into his room, pulled up windows, and went to the file that showed these pictures- 


"Shane!" Ryan yelled. "Yeah?" his 16 year old brother walked in.
"Dont look her up again, alright?" Ryan exed out of the program.
"Yeah, sure, sorry. But why?"
"She's a nice girl. Thats just her job. Dont judge her for it."
"Alright, sorry."
Ryan walked back downstairs to see me tickling Kane.
He went up behind me and tickled my sides.
"No! Double-teamed! Thats not fair!" I yelled.
Kane giggled, "It is too fair!" he stopped, and watch Ryan and I battle it out.
"Hi, I'm Kansas. The girl Ryan is training." I held out my hand.
She shook it, "I'm Gretchen. Ryan's mom."
"Breakfast!!!!" you heard foot steps running down the stairs.
His eyes went wide when he saw me.
"Hi. Im Shane."
"We've met. But I'm Kansas."
"You two have met?" Gretchen asked.
"Yep. I met him and his Scooby Doo boxers!" everyone laughed, except Shane.
"Are you stayin for breakfast, Moore?" Ryan asked.
"Sorry, I cant. I need to get home."
"What about dinner?" he asked.
"Um, yeah. I can do dinner." I replied.
"Great. See you here at 7?"
"Definately." I replied as I walked out the door.
I want you. Neither of Us Know it Yet [Ryan Sheckler] pt6;; Dinner? REMAKE
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