A/N: I tried to capture Ricky and Adrian in a sense of their physical actions and then what they'd be thinking in their minds. Their love is sort of different, they usually hide their feelings for each other (especially in the first season), so I decided to try and capture that. The story is written in POV's, every chapter alternating from Ricky to Adrian. The parentheses are their thoughts (obviously), it'll be easier to understand once you read. Enjoy, reviews are love!

Disclaimer: NO, I do not own The Secret Life of the American Teenager, because if I did, Ricky and Adrian would be together right now. Oh, and she wouldn't be pregnant with Ben's baby. *rolls eyes*

Ricky

"Ricky." He said shaking her hand with a soft grip.

"Ricky...?" She let go of the grip he had on her hand and looked into his eyes.

"Oh, sorry. I was...distracted." He quickly took his eyes off of the latina's more-than-full ass. "It's Underwood. Ricky...Ricky Underwood."

"I'm Adrian." She said shaking his hand yet again. "Adrian Lee." Quickly pressing her over-glossed lips together, she let go of his hand and headed in the other direction.

"You comin' or not?"

He bit his lip and followed in her direction. "Comin'."

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"This is your car? It's nice." He peered his head around the inside a little bit.

"My mom's boyfriend helped her pick it out." She said, tapping the exterior of the car with her manicured nails. "He did a good job, right?"

"Boyfriend?" Ricky looked at Adrian's expression, still gazing into the car's interior. "She's not.."

"Married? No." Adrian gulped and swallowed. "I-I've actually never even met my father."

"Geez, I wish I never met mine." He laughed and it put a smile on her face.

"Is he strict?"

"Ha, wish he was."

Adrian didn't exactly know what he meant by that, but she laughed along anyway. He thought her laugh was sexy.

(Get in my pants already.)

He felt himself getting hard just looking at Adrian. "Uh, let's sit in the car."

"Why?"

(Because I wanna fuck you, stupid.) "Uh, we could just talk."

She quickly agreed and clicked the keys to unlock the doors. "Whatcha waiting for? Jump in."

(Say it again, you're sexy.) He giggled, instead and watched her ass as she sat down on the leather seat.

"I like your hair." He said, grabbing a strand of her raven-colored locks into his hand.

"I can see." She giggled.

"It smells good too."

Was he really holding her hair up to his nose?

"Thanks, I try." She said in a flirty yet sexy way that made him want her even more than he already did.

(Cut to the chase and let me get some.) "You're really pretty, 'ya know that?"

"You think so?" She looked up at him, a grin on his face.

"You're beautiful." He meant it. Surprising himself, he actually took time to look at her and realized that he actually did think she was absolutely beautiful.

"Well, thanks, you're not so bad yourself. For y'know, a drummer." She twirled a strand of her hair as she said that, leaving Ricky to bite his lip nervously.

(Now you're askin' for it.) "You're a majorette, y'know, that's pretty sexy if you ask me." He grabbed one of his drumsticks from his back pocket and mocked the way Adrian twirled her baton.

"You're doing it wrong, other finger." She placed her hand over his, guiding his fingers in the right direction.

(I really wanna kiss you right now.) "Oh, it's that way?" Ricky knew which way to twirl the baton, he must've watched the majorettes practice a thousand times while he was on the field.

Adrian let out another sexy giggle and he wanted to go in for it. He grabbed a strand of her hair closer to her ear and carressed the side of her face, leading her eyes to meet his.

"You were gonna kiss me." She said, looking up at him before his lips could touch hers.

(That I was, jackass, but you stopped it.) "Guess not anymore." He said with a pouty look on his face.

"Come here." She said giddily. She grabbed his face and pushed it into hers, their lips quickly locking together.

(That's more like it.) "Wow." He looked up at her after she finally seperated her lips from his.

"Yeah." She sighed. He liked her sighs. They were cute and something about them made him tingle inside. He didn't exactly know where, but he made it a mission to find out.