Thanks to Dixie f. 9 for reviewing.

Sorry for not updating. I've been concentrating on oneshots- some of them I hadn't even "touched" since 2013. And also stories for Epilepsy awareness.

One of my stories for Epilepsy awareness is "Game on!" That is a fanfiction for the dumping ground.

Here we go with the chapter. This one is told from Ryan's POV.

Clark: I didn't expect you to really ask Mr. Cohen if I could come over

Clark and I actually hadn't quit texting much since he left the hospital…

Clark: And for Hector and Tom of course.

Ryan: Me neither really. But I'm happy I did.

When I lived in Chino I'd have friends that would come and go day and night as they liked. I would pretty much be the same with a "Hey" or three. And "Can I stay here?" that we all knew the answer to anyway.

I was never going to admit how nervous I had felt when about to ask Sandy if Clark and even Hector and Tom could come over. And I probably wouldn't ever have admitted how much I still wanted him to answer it was okay.

Clark: See you Saturday then?

Although I couldn't stop thinking what Seth would be feeling in the middle of this.

That he didn't have… many friends was an understatement. Not once since I came here I had seen him with a friend- apart from Summer Roberts when she came over to give him something their whole homeroom had made…

It gave me such a feeling to know he had thrown it in the bin though…

Clark: And Hector and Tom of course.

I thought back for a second- all of my life before the wave seemed like a thousand years ago.

Ryan: Yeah, can't wait.

But I knew for sure people would be wondering where I had gone…

I just had a lot of friends over there who would be wondering about me. No matter what I actually noticed or anything.

Clark: I still know you were nervous about asking Mr. Cohen about me coming over…

I had heard every here and there that Seth was quite lonely. And I could get why…

I had also heard passing by that people here were blaming Seth about a girl who went with her family to Khao Lak after he had talked so much about her. And that people now were blaming him for her dying in the wave…

Clark: And Hector and Tom of course.

So if Seth was lonely to say the least…

And now had me to share his parents with…

Ryan: See you!

I had to find a way to make this work…

But when my phone buzzed with another text message I hated to admit this wasn't the way I had hoped for it to be sorted…

Dad: I'll come and get you Sunday on noon. On the street right by the Cohen's house. Be there.

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I know this chapter is short and sort of boring. But I just needed something done to pass the story into what's coming next. So I hope you liked this chapter and I'll see you guys next time.