I got a new idea for a story. Sorry I haven't updated You and I Collide.. It's a work in process. I just decided to write a new story, and I know this plot has probably been written a bunch of times...but I hope you like enjoy this anyway. This is set before Adrian&Ben slept together and Amy&Ricky kissed. But also Ricky and Adrian have broken up, so I guess the time line in this story doesn't match that of the show's.

Please review and let me know what you think of this. It probably isn't any good since I only wrote it in about fifteen minutes, but that's for you to judge.. I have plans for future chapters, so I'll try to make the next chapter better than this one. A lot of drama is to be expected with this story...

"I wonder what they're talking about," I said to my friends, Lauren and Madison, as I stared bitterly at Adrian and Ben across the hallway. The bell had just rung, and Adrian immediately walked up to Ben as if to stop him from reaching me.

"I don't know," Lauren said. "Maybe you should go ask them." I could see the lack of interest in both of their expressions, and that only made me more upset.

I shook my head. "I'm not just gonna go up there and talk to them!" As both of them shrugged their shoulders, I rolled my eyes and walked away. I wasn't necessarily mad at them, since they didn't do anything, but seeing Ben with Adrian just ticked me off.

Sure, we'd been broken up for some time now, but it didn't matter. It hadn't been that long and he'd already moved onto some other girl because apparently I wasn't good enough for him. When I walked past them to get to my locker, I felt the blood rise as anger built up inside of me.

Adrian looked at me from the corner of her eye and smirked – then she kissed Ben! As much as I wanted to peel my eyes away from them, I couldn't. They were glued and I was frozen where I stood, no longer capable of moving my feet.

Adrian cupped her hand around Ben's face and he caught my stare and quickly looked away from fear. I stormed off, feeling the tension rise in my chest and the heat burning my face. I marched up to my locker, which was across the hall where Ben and Adrian couldn't see me, and I opened it and shoved my books in there with a thud as they hit the metal.

I took my purse out of my locker and threw it onto my shoulder, and then I slammed my locker as hard as I could with all my strength. Ben was not supposed to be with Adrian, and Adrian was not supposed to be kissing him. We were broken up, which was still hard for me to believe, but it didn't matter. We'd gotten married about a year ago and he's already moved on.

Hearing my locker slam, I flipped around with the intention of walking out of this school as quickly as possible and going home, but then I ran right into Ricky. I'd hit his shoulder, and then I backed up and crossed my arms.

"Hey, Amy? What's wrong?" he said.

"Nothing," I muttered, but then I quickly added, not capable of keeping the anger locked away, "Ben. Adrian. Ben was kissed by your girlfriend! Just now. In the middle of the hall for everyone to see! Did you plan this or something? Did you ask her to kiss him just to piss me off? Well, it worked!"

He blinked and shot at me curtly,"What the hell? I didn't ask her to do anything. What's your problem? ...You need to chill out."

"I just told you what my problem is," I said, lowering my voice, and then I sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm …" I paused, then admitted, "I am being ridiculous. I just can't control myself sometimes." I groaned. "This never would've happened if–"

"This is going to be something about me again, isn't it?" he cut me off. "It's not my fault."

I clenched my jaw in frustration that he assumed I was blaming him. "No. I was going to say this never would've happened if Adrian hadn't bought the house next door."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Um, if she hadn't bought that house then she wouldn't be able to see inside my living room! Then she wouldn't feel so insanely jealous and have to kiss my–" I paused, almost letting the word 'boyfriend' slip. "Ben."

"Yep, well I'm not with her anymore," he said. "So that can't be it." He started to turn around. "I don't know what I'm still doing here. I'll come over to help with John tonight–"

"Wait," I said immediately, needing someone to listen to me. He stopped and turned around, and I stared at him, wishing that he'd consider my theory. "You don't think that could be it? She could be jealous..."

He grew impatient and sighed, "No, Amy."

I sighed, too, realizing that this could only mean one thing. "Then she likes him. Or the other way around. I don't know. I just have a feeling Ben's doing this because he wants me to be jealous..."

"If you know what his intentions are, then aren't you, by being jealous, just allowing him to upset you?"

"I never said I was jealous," I insisted. "But so what if I am? Unlike you, I have feelings, and I can't just change them in a split second, even if I wanted to."

He shrugged his shoulders and then hesitated before saying, "Well what do you expect me to do about it?" He paused and his eyes lit up, as if he'd suddenly thought of something. "Why don't you and I pretend to be in a relationship?" And at that moment I knew he wanted the same thing I did: to get the person back that was rightfully ours. He wanted Adrian; I wanted Ben.

I had to bite down to keep from my mouth dropping open. Ricky and I pretending to be in a relationship? What would people say? What would they do? But then the more I thought about it, the greater the idea sounded.

Instead of agreeing to his plan, I said, "What?"

"Yep," he said, rolling his eyes. "Then Ben will come rushing back to you and you'll admit to him that we just pretended to be going out. You'll be back with him, and everything will be just the way you want it. How's that sound?"

I shrugged my shoulders, but then I caught Ricky's eye and saw him smiling at me. "I like it," I admitted.

"All right then," he said, and then he held out his hand. I took it cautiously and my hand fell loosely in his, but then he intertwined his fingers with mine and I had nothing else to do but grip his hand.

Then we walked down the hall, right across from where Ben and Adrian stood, and they both stopped talking and their eyes widened at the sight of us, and they exchanged looks. And when I looked around, I saw that everyone had stopped what they were doing to gawk at us. Once we reached the door, the room immediately got loud and I knew we'd become the new gossip of the school.