SLOTAT

RETHINKING RICKY-PART FOUR

BY. HEATMIZZER

RICKY'S APARTMENT:

"You know we can just sit here in silence if you want but I'm not going away."

"Yes, you are-"

"Ha, ha you talked therefore you acknowledged I exist and now we can continue."

"Continue with what? I don't have an issue or feelings for Amy."

"I beg to differ, think Ricky? You knew Amy before you even got with her."

"No, I didn't."

"Yes, you did, remember 2nd grade, Ms. Stanton's Music class, you were getting in trouble as always." immediately Ricky thought back to Ms. Stanton's class.

"Ricardo Underwood, I told you last time, if you mess with another girl, you would have a time out."

"But she hit me back…" little Ricky replied trying to look at a little Amy through his black eye.

"And you deserved it." Amy said holding her fist up.

"Amy Juergens." Ms. Stanton chastised, suddenly Ricky grinned.

"Yes, you might have not known it but that was what began your love for Amy." Soon Ricky thought back.

ULYSESS GRANT HIGH SCHOOL: (2007)

As Ricky played against the metronome on the school's drum set, totally submerged in the different styles, Amy slowly made her way in. As a grin settled on her face, she watched Ricky who continued to play. Once she received her fix of Ricky she began to look for something, as Ricky finally took notice, he stopped.

"Lost something?" he inquired.

"Um, yeah." she said as silence set in, he grinned. "oh, it was a necklace, my friends Madison and Lauren gave me."

"Well, do you need any help finding it?" he said.

"Actually, no, I don't want to take up your practice time."

"Oh, it's o-k, I think I have it down packed enough to carry me."

"Are you sure?" she said immediately stopping. "I mean of course your sure, you're a drummer and you know the drums."

"I get it." he said getting off the drums.

"So ah…"

"Amy."

"Amy? Do we know each other?"

""Sort of." Amy responded.

"I'm sorry, but how?"

"You use to hit me with a mallet every week during 2nd grade-"

"And you punched me back." Ricky continued, he grinned.

"What?"

"I just remember going home praying that the other guys wouldn't laugh at me the next day."

"Well, my Mom told me you did it because you like" she stopped in embarrassment as Ricky looked at her grinning. "I'm sorry, I tend to mumble when-"

"Your nervous, Ms. Stanton always got on you about that, right?"'

"Right."

"So you mumble when your nervous, you pack a punch, your friends care about you and your beautiful."

"Thank you." she said blushing, immediately Ricky noticed the gold necklace near him and picked it up.

"Well, here's your necklace."

"Thanks again." she said.

"No, allow me." he said, immediately Amy lift her hair away from her neck as Ricky put on the necklace close. As he pulled back Amy turned to face him, soon they we're close. He suddenly pulled her hair out of her face.

"You know to tell the truth, I did like you back then…I guess I never had the nerve to act on it." suddenly Adrian came into the room unnerved.

"I thought you were alone." she said.

"He was, I lost my necklace but he found it. Bye, Ricky."

"Bye, Amy." he said as she scurried out.

"So is that your new type?" Adrian added. "The good girl?"

"Come on, Adrian, I was just helping her find her necklace."

"Is that what they call it?"

"Look what if she was my type, that's not your concern."

"It may not be my concern now but I know you have no feelings for Amy, you don't even know her."

"Yea, well, maybe I know more than you think." he said.

"Oh really, like what?"

"Like her favorite color is blue, she loves to play softball and she can punch."

"Ok, enough, with the crap, let's go." she said as Ricky followed once out in the hallway, he smiled as she passed Amy. Suddenly Ricky found himself waking up to Amy still frozen on the TV screen and John asleep in the playpen.

JEURGEN'S HOME:

Anne hung up the phone as the thunder and rain hit hard.

"Well, that was Amy, she's at Ricky's with John, she said she was going to wait out the storm there."

"I'm getting my boots, I'm going to get her." George said angered.

"Look, George, you probably don't want to hear this but you have to eventually trust Ricky." Anne replied.

"Nope, I don't, there is a clause that strictly speaks about this."

"I'm sure Amy and him will not do anything besides as I was saying Ricky has been good. He cares about John and Amy, and I trust him and I trust our daughter." suddenly the lights went out.

"See, a sign." George said.

"Look, just go find the candles and get to Ashley, Robbie and Griffin." Anne said.

RICKY'S APARTMENT:

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, Ricky got up and walked over. When he opened the door, he found a socking wet Amy.

"It's pouring and the road was shut down, because of the storm and I wanted to say goodnight to John but-"

"Come in." Ricky said, immediately as Amy walked into the apartment, she looked around , then at the TV.

"I see you we're watching the birthday DVD."

"Yea." Ricky said quickly turning it off as Amy looked over at sleeping John and smiled.

"You know sometimes, I think he's fearless, he'll sleep right through storms." she said as thunder struck, she then shivered as Ricky watched her.

"Hey, ah, you can barrow one of my shirts, I can toss your clothes in the dryer, if you want…I mean you don't have to, I just thought because your wet, you might-"

"I'll take the shirt." she said.

"Ok, well the bathroom is right there and I'll get the shirt." he said. As she went into the bathroom, Ricky went through a draw and found some items of Adrian's quickly he shook his head no and grabbed another shirt of his. He came over and knocked on the door, soon it opened and Amy stuck her hand out. Ricky gave the shirt avoiding looking at her, which made Amy grin.

"So how bad was the storm?" he yelled through the closed door.

"Not as bad, at least not until Bellmore Street, then it began to pour, an exhibit flooding, but the thunder hadn't started until I got here." she called back.

"So did you call your parents?"

"Yes." she responded back.

"So they actually we're ok with it?" he asked while fixing up some things in his apartment.

"Yeah," she said as she came out of the bathroom, immediately Ricky looked at her. Her hair hung wet and wild and as his shirt engulfed her only baring her legs just above the knee and her right shoulder a little. "I mean why would they be?" she said as Ricky cleared his throat.

"Because I would…"

What do you think will happen? Stay Tuned.