I've considered doing a Secret Teen story before, but I never had enough of a reason. I did like the series, I actually loved it at first, and then the last few seasons got more and more ridiculous. They spent the past 3 years teasing an Amy/Ricky wedding that never happened. I think that they left way too many strings untied and too many open story lines.

As a result, it put me into a creative frenzy. What happens with Amy and Ben? What about Adrian and Omar? Does Grace go off to college and meet someone new? Etc. Then I thought, why not write the answers myself.

I have a few other fanfics I've been working on and though I know I should be focusing on those, I'd really like to go with what's in my head right now. Alright, so here we go! Reviews, comments and constructive criticism is welcome.

The Flight:

'Deep breath, in and out' Amy told herself, breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth. She wasn't sure if she could handle this. Hudson University had been everything she'd ever dreamed and she knew that, so why did everything feel so wrong? She had known for a long time that she couldn't marry Ricky. She wasn't in love with him, he wasn't in love with her. He told her he wasn't, it only confirmed her worst fears. 'It's not too late, the plane hasn't taken off, I could get off and take a taxi and…' "are you alright? Did you need a pillow or anything before we take off?" the blonde stewardess asked, politely. She wore a look of concern as a large tear beaded and then fell down Amy's cheek.

Clearing her throat, Amy shook her head "no, I'm fine, thank you" she said, managing a polite smile. She waited until the woman had moved on before wiping the tear away, frustrated with herself. The decision had been made, Jon was safe and under good care and she'd see him again in a few weeks. She just needed a little time to get settled.

"Excuse me?" the blonde attendant had returned "are you Amy Jergens?" she asked with a practiced smile. Amy couldn't help that odd feeling of déjà vu as it washed over her "uh, yeah, I'm Amy Jergens" she replied with slight confusion. "Your ticket has been upgraded to fist class, if you could follow me" the woman stated politely. "Wait… do you know who upgraded the ticket by chance?" she asked as the blonde paused and glanced back. "I'm sorry, I wasn't given that information. Follow me" she repeated.

She slipped out into the isle and stood there for a moment, wondering if Ben had anything to do with this. She slipped her bag out from overhead and followed the attendant up behind the curtain into first class. She had experienced first class a few times now and had to admit she was growing to like it.

About half way along the isle she heard an intake of breath "Amy?" she paused, recognizing that voice immediately. She turned to face Adrian who was seated next to Omar, who took a moment to hide the look of surprise. Adrian's face adopted a look of instant knowing "you ran, didn't you?" she asked. Amy could feel a new surge of tears threaten, but she cleared her throat "what are you doing here?" was all she could manage while still sounding polite and keeping her tone. A smile slid across Adrian's lips as she ran her hand down to Omar's "he surprised me, we're going to New York to look at condos" unable to help the slight superiority she felt over Amy, for once. "He's better off, you know" she added before the blonde stewardess had returned. "I'm sorry miss, but the plane will be taking off soon, we need you to have a seat" she pointed in the direction of the empty spot.

Amy shared one last look with Adrian before slipping the rest of the way down the isle and into the seat. She knew she could count on the news spreading within the three hour flight to everyone who ever showed any interest in her and Ricky's wedding. All those people claiming that they knew she was never really going to go through with it and feeling sorry for Ricky and Jon. She felt heat rush to her face as the fresh wave of tears she had managed to swallow back with Adrian came to surface now. She covered her face as a sob escaped her lips. She felt something brush her hand, something cloth. Glancing through her fingers, she took the hankerchiff and dabbed at her eyes "thank you" she murmured, finally glancing in that direction.

She rolled her eyes, looking away "I should have known, why do you keep doing this Ben?"

There he sat, his eyes round and trained on her indefinitely. There was a definite air of triumph about him, though he was attempting to hide it. "Don't cry Amy, I've always known we'd end up together" he placed his hand on her shoulder and rubbed it gently.

The end of Chapter one. I kept it a little shorter to kind of test the waters a bit before I gave too much more, besides I didn't want to dedicate too much time to the airplane ride. I've always found those incredibly boring without having to write about them hah.

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