19 Noah (1/1)

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I wake up. I roll over to a cold bed. ”Where's Ryan?” I ask myself. I grab my pants and rustle around in the pockets. Finally my phone, Jesus was it all the way at the bottom. What's today? I look at the date. Omg, it's my birthday. I play on my phone for a bit before finally getting dressed. I text Ryan, ”Hey where are you?” ”I'm on my way to get something”, he says. ”Okay I'm gonna head home so text me when you get it,”I say before closing my phone. I get up and open Ryan's closet. Since I'm his best friend and have slept over at his house many times I have some clean clothes. I pick out my black ripped jeggings and a short sleeve plaid shirt.I slowly walk down the steps. I look over the railing. Oh, shit Ryans dad. Is he asleep? Yes, he is. I rush down the rest of the stairs as quietly as possible. I get to the door. ”Don't creak, Don't creak,” I think over and over as I open the door. Few didn't creak. I slowly close the door behind me. I jump to the car and drive away. Oh, I really hope Ryans dad didn't hear us last @