Chapter Seven

Owen hopped in the car, and Bryce laid Liam down in the backseat. He hopped into the car in the front passenger seat, and set Texty down in his lap. They both buckled their seatbelts, and Owen asked, "You ready?" Bryce sighed. "As I'll ever be." He replied.

Owen started up the car and pulled up the Bridgeport General Hospital on the Maps Engine™, and began driving.

After a long silence, Owen finally spoke. "So uh, what's up with the mark on his face?" He asked. "He got it after the lightning strike. I dunno what it really is though, I'm not made of fabric, so I don't really have the instinctual understanding of how the hell that shit works."

The car went back to silence.

"How'd you meet Liam?" Owen asked after a few minutes. Bryce wasn't sure how to respond. He looked out of the window to think for a moment. "Our parents were friends." He said. He'd have to explain the whole ONE thing later.

He started typing on the computer.

(a/n: b = bryce, t = texty)

B: [texty could i get some help here]

T: [help with?]

B: [figuring out how to explain one to him?]

T: [oh uh yeah maybe we should do that later? maybe your bf can help you]

B: [what bf]

T: [bf as in best friend teehee]

B: [i know what youre trying to do]

T: [...][bitch]

B: [but anyway yeah i'll try to talk to him about telling owen about all that stuff]

T: [talk with who?]

B: [you know who im talking about]

T: [do i?]

B: [hes my only friend other than you smh]

T: [YOUR ONLY FRIEND BAHAHAHA-]

B: [ok im shutting you off now.]

Bryce slammed the computer shut. Owen glanced over. "Somethin' wrong?" He asked. Bryce sludged down in his car seat, embarassed. "Texty is making fun of me..." He sighed. "Why's that?" Owen looked over worriedly at Bryce. "I don't wanna talk about it..." He mumbled.

"Alright, if you say so." Owen looked back at the road. Bryce sat up in his seat and shut his eyes. Before they knew it, they arrived at the hospital. Bryce's eyes fluttered open, and he got out of the car, the laptop held tightly to his side. "Could you hold this for me?" Bryce asked Owen, holding the computer out. "Sure." He grabbed the laptop, and Bryce opened the door to the back of the car.

"Wait, can we even take a computer inside a hospital?" Owen asked. "Oh, I guess not." Bryce replied. He picked up Liam from the back seat (a/n: he can do that, liam short and bryce tall). Owen set the computer in the car.