Hey guys…got the inspiration to write more stories. Sorry for not updating the other ones. I know you might be saying "Why would you write another story when you haven't updated the others". I'm replying by saying "I'm sorry. I've been so busy and I lost ideas in how to complete the others. I will, when I get ideas, continue the others. Trust me, I want to finish those off." Also, it's been Spirit Week at my school. AND HOMECOMING IS THIS WEEK!! WOOT WOOT!!!

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Chapter 1 - Eh, Eh, Nothing Else I Can Say

Amy's POV

I was awakened by the sound of my alarm on this…a Friday morning. I turned over to hit it as I groggily got out of bed. I decided it would be best to get myself ready before I woke John. I turned on the shower and just stood there. Ben broke up with me last night, and I didn't know why or what to think about it.

Flashback

"Hey." I said as I opened the door and tried to kiss him. He backed away, and I just stood there with hurt in my eyes. What's wrong?

"We need to talk." He said not making eye contact with me. 'We need to talk' is not the words you want to hear from your boyfriend.

"Oh?" I said folding my arms. I still had hurt in my eyes, but he wouldn't know that because he didn't look at me.

"Amy, I love you. And we will always be good friends…" I cut him off.

"Are you…breaking up with me?" I barely managed to spit out.

"I will always, always love you." He said making eye contact with me. His eyes had no emotion in them which made me very upset. "Amy, just please. I can't tell you why right now. I don't think you can handle it." He said.

"Tell me what's wrong, Ben. We can fix it." I said tearing up.

"Goodbye, Amy." He said as he hugged me. Then he walked to his limo and drove away. I closed the door. I turned my back to the door and slid down it. That's when the tears came. And they came fast.

Flashback over

Maybe it was best if we did break up. I didn't want to be with a guy who didn't want to be with me. But I still think I deserved an explanation as to why he broke up with me. After thinking for what seemed like an eternity, I finished my thoughts and turned off the shower. I went and woke my ten month old baby up to get him ready.

"How's mommy's big boy?" I said gently lifting him up. He smiled still half-sleep. I bathed him and dressed him in Ricky's favorite outfit. It was black jeans and a baby blue Cars shirt. The only reason Ricky liked this outfit was because they were his favorite colors. I went downstairs to see my dad taking care of Robbie, Ashley sitting at the table, and my mom cooking breakfast.

"Morning, Ames." My dad said as he looked up at me and John. "How's my daughter and my favorite grandson." He said motioning for John.

"Dad, he's your only grandson…for now." I said looking at Ashley.

"Don't expect me to get knocked up at 15." She said grabbing Robbie from Dad. I rolled my eyes as I got some pancakes and eggs from my mom. I sat down, ate, and started to feed John when Ricky came in the back door.

"Good morning." He said as he walked through the door. "How's daddy's favorite boy." Ricky said as he headed for John. They looked so much alike. They're both just so cute…what…the heck? This is the father of my baby I'm talking about. They guy who got me pregnant last year. The guy who put me through the agonizing pain of child-birth so his baby could be born. But it's also the same guy who's supported me since John was born. The same guy who I think has made incredible progress since last year. I think I, as well as John, was responsible for doing that. "Amy?" He said taking me out of my thoughts. Everyone was looking at me.

"S-Sorry. I w-was just thinking about something." I said as I felt myself turn red.

"Ok?" Ashley said getting up. "I think it's time for us to get to school."

"Yeah. Amy, do you want me to take you to school, or are you driving?" Ricky asked me. He was standing with his hands in his pockets looking so hot…DAMMIT! Damn these teenage hormones of mine. Ben and I just broke up for goodness sakes. "Um…no, I'm driving because I have something to do after school." I lied. Truth is I couldn't take being two feet away from him without blushing. It's been that way for a while now, and I hated it.

"Ok, well, Ashley, are you riding with me?" He said smirking.

"No." Me and my dad said in unison. Ashley looked at us with wide eyes. Ricky smirked even more.

"Ok, well, I'll see you guys at school then." Ricky said walking out the door.

"Come on Ashley." I said grabbing John and heading for the front door.

"Just a minute." Ashley said from the kitchen. I sighed and went to the living room. I looked out and saw that Ricky had went over to Adrian's house. She opened the door and he started kissing her. Then he picked her up and put her on the kitchen counter. My mouth opened as I looked at John. He covered his eyes……smart boy. I grunted and headed towards the door again. Ashley was right behind me. I buckled John in and took my place behind the wheel. My parents just bought me a new Ford Focus which was cool because it saved gas and was pretty cool. Ricky's car was behind mine. I honked the horn and waited for him to come out. He and Adrian came out holding hands. I rolled my eyes. I pointed to his car in a huff and they got in and drove away. "What was that about?" Ashley said as we pulled out the driveway.

"What?" I said kind of annoyed. I knew what she was talking about, just didn't want to answer.

"Ricky. Ricky Underwood?" She said.

"I saw him and Adrian making out and…" She cut me off.

"You wanted to run over there, pull her hair, and make out with Ricky?" She said sarcastically. I just stared at her for a few seconds. She wasn't right…she was not right…well she was partially right. We pulled into the church daycare, and I took John out, signed him in, walked him around, and when he got adjusted, I left. I drove me and Ashley to school and we walked in together. I saw Ricky and Adrian making out at her locker and rolled my eyes. "Yeah…I'll talk to you later, sis." Ashley said walking away.

"Meet me at the car at 4:00." I said after her. She threw her hand up without looking back. I rolled my eyes yet again and walked to my locker. Too bad my locker was past…them. I briskly walked passed them but not before Ricky noticed.

"Hey." He said. I turned around and put on a fake smile.

"Hi." I said.

"Amy this is Adrian. Adrian, Amy." He said pointing in between us. I knew the slut all too well. What I didn't get was why he was introducing us why we were meeting for the first time. I hated her with a passion and nothing was going to change that. Not even the father of my baby.

"Hi, Amy, I'm Adrian. Nice to meet you." She said with no emotion in her voice.

"Why are we doing this?" I said not taking my gaze off of Adrian.

"Because you two need a clean slate, and this is the only way to do it." Ricky said sternly.

"Fine. Hi…" She cut me off as I faded off.

"Slut." She said raising an eyebrow.

"Mhm." I said nodding. "You know what you are." I said crossing my arms.

"You know what. I'm sick of doing this with you. I'm not trying anymore. It's too hard to get through all of that ugly to your brain." Adrian said putting her hands together.

"Please, at least I'm not so self conscious that I wear like five tubes of lip gloss on my lips. Are your lips that crusty?" I snapped back. She flared her nostrils, and I looked her up and down.

"Ladies. stop. We were supposed to be solving our problems. Not causing them!" Ricky yelled. We looked at him and then at each other.

"I don't have time for this." I said as I walked to my locker. Ricky yelled behind me.

"I'm picking John up at nine!" He said. I nodded without looking back. I got put my books up and I headed towards my first class. I saw Ben, but I didn't have the guts to go up and talk to him, nor did I want to. The rest of the day went by very slowly as I gathered all my thought. I am a teenage mom, the father of my baby is the boyfriend of a slut whom I don't like. I have a cute new baby brother, and an adorable little ninth month older, my parents are back together…I think, and my boyfriend of almost two years broke up with me yesterday with only a few measly words. Oh well, I guess I should channel the saying, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade." Ashley met me at my car with Griffin. I guess he was staying over tonight because he had a big bag with him, but whatever. We drove and picked John up from the nursery. Thank goodness that I didn't have to work tonight. I went to Wal-Mart to pick up a few things for school and John…as well as some new clothes…just as a treat to me. Then, I drove to the grocery store to pick up some food for the house and John's food. Then I went home and put everything away. I sat on the couch as John walked around the table. I did my homework and played with John. It was eight o' clock, so I got John's overnight bag ready.

It was Friday night taking care of my…our baby. I love my son soo much, but I just want some time alone sometimes. I wish Ricky would get here already. Wait! What the hell!! Ricky was supposed to be here like ten minutes ago. Maybe I'm just freaking out. I am being paranoid. It's just ten minutes. I know Ricky; he should be here in a few minutes. Ok, he will be here.

Waiting…

Waiting…

Where is he?

I looked up at the clock and it's ten o' clock. Ricky was supposed to be here an hour ago. Where the hell is he? I whipped out my cell phone and dialed his number. It rang for a couple of seconds before I heard his voicemail, "Hey, it's Ricky. You know what to do, leave a message."

"Hey, Ricky, this is Amy. I was just wondering…WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU! And you had not better be with that slut when you're supposed to be with John. I swear you will never get to see him again if you are with her." I said venomously. Just thinking of that bitch made me mad. And thinking of those two together……that just plain out pissed me off. I waited for ten more minutes for him to call me back, but he never did. Then I got suspicious. I grabbed John out of the playpen downstairs, grabbed my keys off the table, grabbed his overnight bad and headed to my car. I strapped John in and pulled out the driveway. I was thinking of something to say to him when I saw him. I turned up the radio to a song that I loved. But quickly I heard two ambulances race past me. Their horns scared John and made him whimper. "It's ok, sweetie, they're gone now." I said trying to soothe him and I shook his hand. He quickly subsided and I got back to driving. But as I kept on, the sirens got louder and louder. Then, I realized that they were at an intersection in front of me. I turned down a side street as I glanced towards a familiar car. I soon realized that that car was Ricky's. I was so distracted that I jump a curb and ran into a fire hydrant. Shit! Thank goodness I wasn't going fast. I looked back and John seemed unfazed…thank goodness. I got out of the car, grabbed John and walked towards Ricky's car. I saw that the front end of his car was crumbled and the other driver's car was completely totaled. I froze. "Ricky" was all I could say when they removed his body from the car. I didn't know if he was alive or dead.

"Dada?" John said pointing to Ricky.