Amanda was looking around in drawers, while Ash was in the shower, but she couldn't find anything. She found a paper that said Mitch Lee Jonhson. Who's that she thought, but Ash asked for her to join in the shower. She quickly took a picture and then walked to the bathroom.
     "I actually gotta go, bye, love you," Amanda says trying not to cringe.

     "Alright, see you tomorrow love." Amanda nods her head getting out of the house as quickly as she can. When she gets to Hope's place, she's panting because she had ran as fast as she could to get away from him and the damn house.
     "Whats wrong?" Hope asks pulling Amanda into her house and shutting the door quickly.
     "Nothing I just wanted to show you something," Amanda says quickly and pulls out her phone.

     "Oh, what did you find out?" Hope curiously asks, but also in relief that she wasn't hurt.
     "I took a picture of this paper, it said Mitch Lee Jonhson. Here look." Hope looks at Amanda's phone, but it was too blurry to see who it really was.

     "I can't read it. Could you send me the photo and I can see if Ryan can clear it up a bit?"

     "Sure," Amanda sends the photo but says she has to go and do some things. Hope says goodbye and watches as she leaves her house.

     She takes a seat on her couch and starts thinking that she recognized the name, but she didn't know where from. She gave up and just figured it was her being paranoid. She picked up a book and begin to read it to occupy her time. She got startled when her phone went off. It was Ryan.           He asked if he could come over. She looked at the clock and it read 7:42. She wonders why he wanted to come over, but said sure anyways. When he came over he was in gray sweatpants and a light blue t-shirt that has some words written on it. She had to admit, he did look pretty damn good. When he came in he says, "Nice PJs.." While rising an eyebrow.
     "You can't judge, I'm at home and look at what you're wearing," Hope says. She forgot that she was wearing a tight tank top and some booty shorts. She doesn't like to have others see her in tight clothing, just makes her feel uncomfortable. So, she grabs the nearest sweatshirt and pulls it over her head.

     "Hey, it's not that bad," Ryan said pulling a little on his shirt that said, I'm right 99% of the time and who cares about the other 4%. She doesn't understand it but rolls her eyes and says.

     "Whatever. What's up?"

     "Well-I um. I got kicked out of my Dads place." Ryan says clearly embarrassed.

     "Again, what did you do this time?" Hope remembered the other time he got kicked out of is dads place for always leaving the lights on. His Dad was very strict, like really really strict. She was curious why he never left the lights on at her house, but he always did it at his dad's. She also doesn't know why he won't just get his own place. He can afford it, she knows he can. Whatever, his life.

     "Well it was my turn to do the dishes and well I let the sink get full and I kept saying I was going to do it, but I never did it. So, yeah..." He trails off.

     "Nice going genius," Hope says while laughing. She swears he still lives half a teenagers life.
     "Ya, Ya, Ya whatever can I stay here for a while?"

     "Yeah, I'll get a pillow and blankets," Hope says feeling a little tired herself.

     "What were you reading? Is this what I think it is?" Ryan asks smirking.

     "Give it here. Come on Ryan." Hope says while trying to get the book from him.

     "Not until you tell me what this book is," Ryan replies blocking her from reaching the book. She's leaning over him to try and reach his hand, but he's just a little too tall.

     "A girl can have fantasies can't she?" Hope asks still trying to get the book from Ryan even though she knows she can't.

     "Yeah, but I didn't see you reading a romance book even if it has action in it. Sure thriller books, but romance, come on now."

     "Oh, whatever just give me my book," Hope says grabbing for the book. She gives up looking at him with crossed arms.

     "Fine. Here." He gives her her book back.

     "Thank you," Hope says snatching the book out of his hands and putting it on the counter away from him.

     "So, do you have something to eat?" He questions already walking to her kitchen.
     "You know where the fridge is, just eat whatever, just NOT my fruit salad. Oh and if you make a mess again I will hurt you." Hope says glaring at him.

     "Ya, Ya miss OCD, I know everything's got to be perfect." He says grabbing the spaghetti she made yesterday and heating it up.

     "Oh, I'm going to send you a picture, when you get to work could you clear it up so I can identify him?" Hope asks while walking into the kitchen, phone in her hand.

     "Sure. What is it?"
     "It's a picture Amanda got from Ash's house."

     "Wait, what. Is it from the cheater's house? She's still dating him?" Ryan asks clearly confused.
     "No I wanted to see if she could get any info on him, but she doesn't like him and I got Ali and her to make up!" Hope says proudly with a smile.

     "Nice job. I was expecting there to be  a week-long fight that ended up with me hearing yelling at the office or you on you're phone looking ready to murder one of them."

     "Yeah me too." The microwave beeps and he takes out the spaghetti.
     "So what's on TV tonight?" Ryan asks while going into her living room.

     Hope followed and replies. "Arrow."

     "Oh sweet, let's watch." Hope shakes her head because he just plops down onto her couch and gets comfortable.

     When Hope sits down next to Ryan, but not too close. Ryan stiffened a little, but she really didn't think about it.

    Ryan feels slightly warm when he realizes they're almost touching. He wants to put his arm around her, but can't because they're not dating; they're just friends. Well if you would ask her out then maybe you could. He shakes his head at himself, No, No, No she doesn't even like me. He continues to battle with himself for a little while until he realizes he should just watch the damn show.

     "So what do you think?" Hope asks waiting for an answer.

     "What?" Ryan questions confused that she said something. He wasn't paying attention.

     "I said that I think I remember a Mitch Lee Jonhson but I don't know where I know him from and I asked if you recognized the name," Hope says a little annoyed that he wasn't listening.

     "Oh. No, I don't think I recognize the name." He says trying to think of it.

     "That makes two of us....Shhhh it's back on." Hope says waving at Ryan to hush. He smiles and shakes his head, but shuts up anyway.

     When Hope gets up this morning she's on her way to run. It's part of her schedule. She wakes up at 5:30 runs for an hour, takes a shower, eats breakfast. Then gets ready to ride the bus. She's not a fan of driving.

     "Humm, what?" Ryan asks waking up. The couch is a huge mess, him laying all over it, the blankets scattered, and some popcorn everywhere. They'd also put in a movie last night.
     "I said I'm going for a run I'll see you in about an hour ok?" Hope asks wide awake and laughing because Ryan looks like a zombie.

     "Oh, Ok whatever. I'm- I'm going back to bed, wake me when you get home." Ryan says before passing out.
     To Hope's surprise, the couch was made, the blankets were made and the pillow was stacked on the blankets. Everything was how it was supposed to be when she got home.

     "What got into you?" Hope asks looking around her living room.

     "Nothing, why do you say that?" Ryan asks puzzled.

     "Because you never clean. You screwed something up and you felt guilty, so you cleaned. What happened?" Hope asks still looking around the room.

     Ryan chuckles. "No, just cleaned up."

     "Ok, well I have to take a shower, see you in a bit. Don't break anything." She warns before jogging down to her bathroom slightly confused. He must have done something, he hates cleaning.

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