The Re-done of the Secret Life of the American Teenager:

Ben there done that

Chapter 1: Dear God, Help Me

Adrian's point of view

I needed to talk to Ben about this wonderful surprise, if you were in need of a new bundle of joy, but I am only 18. Ben is just lucky to be part of the hearing that I might be pregnant. I wouldn't be surprised if Ben would just freeze. I am not a complete bitch; I know that Ben wants to be with Amy. I don't want to ruin that for the two of them because Ricky will go running to Amy to comfort her. We both made our mistake trying to revenge Amy and Ricky. Now here is karma. I never admitted, but I suddenly feel sorry for Amy, but now I am feeling sorry for myself.

I have been thinking about how I am going to tell Ben, and I have decided to tell him when I am at the wedding. When the day of the wedding, I feel as happy a butterfly, but sadly I don't think this is a good time to be producing a tiny me and Ben. I put on a black tight dress that wraps around my waist and a black pump as my shoes.

As I get closer to the wedding, I feel more and more nervous, but thankfully I know how to hide my emotions. When the wedding thankfully went half-through, I was so happy. I went to Ben and said we needed to talk. I am glad the wedding is in a chapel not in a house.

"Ben, I am going to talk to you and you need to shut up. I am not in any mood for you to do your yapping."

"Sure, let's go to the wedding chapel's private rooms."

When we got to the private room I felt sick to my stomach. I brought the pregnancy test with me.

"Ben, I think I am pregnant, and it is yours."

"What?"

"Okay shut up, I brought a test be right back."

"Dear God, I'm sorry."

"Shut up. Please I'm nervous."

When I finished the test I was practically shaking….

Amy's point of view

Oh my god, I was so happy maybe it was truly happening. Maybe it wasn't? But right now, Ben and I could be together. At the wedding they were about to cut the cake. It was beautiful, with white and flowers around it. Betty looked so happy. I hope Ben and I will be that happy. I didn't want Ben to miss this. I knew where he went. I went up the creaky stairs to find a joyous girl voice.

"Can you believe it? We aren't going to have a baby."

"No, I am so glad this wouldn't ruin my life with Amy," said Ben.

Right then and there, I burst through the room without knocking. They were talking about me! I saw Adrian looking at me like I was pissing her off, and Ben, well you know like he saw the most beautiful women in the world, gosh he love me like crazy. What I didn't know was Ben shirt was off and Adrian had her shirt and pants off. Now, I was pissed of like crazy! They were not just making out; they were on a verge of having something that would piss me of and Ricky.

"Ben, how could you do this? We're cutting the cake, but clearly you are too busy."
I then ran out of the run like someone who had a hysterical moment. I found myself crying by the time they we're cutting the cake. I didn't notice Ricky when he came over to me. Ricky looked like he was worried and concerned about me. I just kept crying in till I couldn't cry anymore. When I finally stopped Ricky put his arms on my shoulders looking straight at him. I was looking at his dark brown eyes that looked like soft chocolate.

Ricky's voice sounded like he didn't care, "What's wrong?"

My voice was cracked, "Ben and Adrian, we're having sex up there."

Ricky point of view

I was dead serious now, Adrian just betrayed me again. What a surprise? What was a surprise was that Ben was hurting Amy…again. Ben adored Amy. Adrian is always so nice to me isn't she? I felt like a ton of crap just landed on me. If I felt that way I feel really sorry for Amy, I could tell she was looking forward to being with Ben again.

"Amy, I'm sorry, but you got to go talk to him."

"Okay"

I ran up the stairs as fast I could. When I finally got to the private room, both of them were dressed, thankfully. Ben looked terrified of me and Adrian looked unsurprisingly calm. I swear I was about kick them like they never got hit before. Ben looked like he knew this because he had a look that only Ben could had have. Gosh, how did Adrian look so calm.

"Hey, you guys, did you guys have a nice slumber party," I said.

No one answered just looked at me.

"Well, I'm leaving and Ben by the way you really ruined your chance with Amy," I said as I left.

By the time I went downstairs the wedding was almost over. When I found Amy, I found her looking better like a heart-broken puppy. I don't know how I look, probably like a monster that had to put more mud on his face. Amy looked great though with her cream-looking dress with a over-jacket.

"Amy…"

"What you want to sit here?"

"What, no, I just wanted to see if you are okay. I know that you must feel betrayed and heartbroken."
"Well, at least one person understands…finally."

"Amy, you want me to take you home."

"I guess."

Amy sadly walked to the car with me. Amy's head on my shoulder as we walked over to the large parking lot. When we finally got to my car she felt a lot better. Amy and I quickly went into the car before the storm would start. The drive to Amy's house was at least 40 minutes away from here. The first 5 minutes or so the car silence grew and grew. When finally my phone rang, I couldn't pick it up because of the law.

"Can you pick that up for me, Amy?" I asked.

"Sure."

"Hello, this is Ricky's phone, how may I help you?" Amy said so formally. It could have been the guy in a drive. I smirked.

After a few brief moments, Amy spoke again.

"Thank you, goodbye."

When Amy hung up the phone, she looked like she was about to explode with dramatic words.

"Hey, you got an issue," she said with a concerned voice.

"Like…"

"Um… Ricky… isn't that your place on fire?"

"Yeah…"

I looked up at the apartment.

"Damn it. Where am I going to live? I have to take care of John."

"Hold on a second. I got a phone call to make."

After for about 20 minutes and all the arguing, Amy hung up the phone unhappily.

"My family said you could live with us, in my room."

I carefully thought about this. This is a hard decision, but I have to choose what's best for John. He needs me to be responsibly and he is the only one I'm sure I love.

Quietly I said, "With all your family drama it's not something that would be fun, but I guess so."