I'M A SEASON, I'M GOING TO CHANGE /

[RYLAND JACOB FARLEY]

words: 465 / tag: hope<3 / clothing: lazy.. / notes: sorry for the shortness.. D:

after a long day playing to hundreds of people, there was always something that ry looked forward to. you could say that he is a geek or a dweeb or whatever word for loser you could muster... but ry simply loves to play video games. he'll pretty much take on any game, whether it be mario kart or left4dead, he's a pretty open minded person when it comes to video games. so, after a big sweaty time up on stage playing his heart out, there was nothing more relaxing than eating potato chips and gaming. he also found it quite relieving to wank of a little after his shows, but that was between him and his right hand. freshly out of the shower, ry threw on his clothing quickly before retreating to the front of the tour bus he was living in for the time being. it was a clean place and hardly smelled next to the van they used to have. he quite liked the motorized home, and really didn't know what we he was going to do when he would be forced to go back to his crappy apartment.

right before ry had reached the game console his stomach made a lurch and told him in a very mean and loud way that he was hungry. ry didn't like being distracted from his games, but he could now feel the hunger spreading through him and it was quite difficult to ignore. he traveled towards the kitchen area and began to search through the wooden cabinets for something to eat. it took quite a bit of time for him to locate a package of ramen noodles, which seemed like an okay meal to him. he took the time to boil some water over the stove, while he cleaned up the mess he had made while searching for his food. before he had finished, the water was bubbling. he left the stray mess to be dealt with later, as he peeled back the plastic cover on the ramen noodle package and poured in a fair amount of hot water. it only took minutes before the noodles were ready to be eaten, an event he was rather happy to immerse himself in. ry managed to find a clean fork and twirled it happily in the noodle mixture. soon the fork was surrounded with a ball of ramen that reminded him of a fist. just as he stuffed the huge amount of noodles into his mouth, the tour bus door opened. he knew it could have been any one of his band mates, as they were missing in action in the moment, but he strongly doubted it. after shows they enjoyed sticking with the fans, taking pictures and talking... ry was far too nervous for that.

[HOPE DREW NOYES]

feel you in my bones you're knocking at my window ,

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"thanks guys!" the petite girl smiled at the boy buying shirts and bracelets, and waved as he walked away. she had managed to catch the last few songs of her favorite band, and the one that some of her closest friends were in. she had all eyes on one of the boys, though. she didn't know what attracted her to him, either. she found herself going into her own world, plopping down onto a table. she looked at one of her coworkers quickly, and nodded at him. slipping out the back quickly, hope found herself weaving through people and trying to just stay out of the way. she wanted to congratulate her close friends on a good set, and she had to tell him something. she had to finally tell him.

she walked through the crowd quickly and easily, weaving her little body in and out of other people. she smiled at a few people she recognized, and grabbed a water bottle as she passed a concession stand. her fingers ran through her hair as she walked, her stress building in throughout her body. she couldn't believe she was going to tell him. finally, it was her turn to stop being nervous, to stop just covering herself up. she had a grin on her face as she quickened her pace through the crowd.

bumping into people was the least of the little girl's problems as her nerves pushed through her body, making her hands clam up and her body tense. she quickly managed to make her way to the bus, but brought out her phone to fix her hair, and adjust her clothes. she bit her lip lightly, letting her eyes gaze at the door for a minute before she brought up the courage to open the door, and walk in slowly. she peeked her head into the bus, and smiled when she spotted the familiar boy. "hello there mister ry!" she barely managed to close the door behind her in her hurry to jump next to him. she grimaced at the food he was eating, and laughed. "why do you eat this crap? you should've called me, i would've at least made you something better." hope was an overly motherly person, and tended to try and always make ryland eat healthy. she only wanted the best for him, and wanted to take care of him.

PLEASE IGNORE THE SUCKINESS - 396 - OUTFIT - NIKKI/RYLAND <3

[RYLAND JACOB FARLEY]

words: 386 / tag: hope<3 / clothing: lazy.. / notes: sorry for the shortness.. D:

ry watched as hope entered the tour bus, a smile immediately perked up across his features (at least.. the best he could, with having his mouth stuffed with noodles and all). she was one of those people who were just... a very good friend. she didn't cling to him just because he was in a band and she wasn't rude or sarcastic towards him. all in all, ry found a perfect friend in hope. she was one of the few (other than his band mates) that really understood him and made him comfortable. that... wasn't easy. ry always found it hard to connect with others and often found himself slightly too awkward to do well around fans. obviously, he tried to avoid meeting fans (not because he was mean... he just... was afraid he'd let them down in a way). ry typically let his more socially able band mates do the chatting and autographing with fans, which seemed to annoy quite a lot of the fans out there. most of them thought ry really didn't care or didn't like them. it was a rather stupid thought to even think that someone didn't like their fans. every time he looked out into the crowd it was like a slight boost of confidence... until he realized that he didn't want for them to not like him. that would suck. y'know.. from having everything to having nothing. the thought scared him, that one day he'd wake up in a weird pod-like thing and his whole life was just implanted thoughts and memories in his brain. yes, he had watched the matrix one too many times.

ry forced his mind back to chewing the massive amount of ramen noodles he had basically inhaled. he chomped down on the squishy food, trying (and failing) to get all of it down in one swallow. finishing up eating the first bit of his lunch, he shoved another round of spicy ramen into his trap. then hope began to talk. without thinking, ry answered, "I LOVE RAMEN!" (or at least... tried) before a hearty amount of noodles poured out of his mouth. ah, the classy life of ryland. this was obviously why he was a major hit with all the ladies. "oops..." he tried, though it sounded more like a gurgle of the mouth.