Chapter 10: Be Mysterious

Mystery POV

Who the hell was the new girl that was with Ricky at the carnival? I have never seen her before but it looked like they definitely knew one another and that they were having a good time with each other. Rumor had it that there was a new family that had moved to Valley Glenn before the summer started. Apparently they had moved from down south, and they would attend the local high school in the fall. I didn't know for sure but I thought she could part of the family that has just moved here. Without being seen, I followed them around the carnival and Ricky appeared to smitten with the new brunette. I knew that Adrian would not be happy with this new information even if her and Ricky was no longer together. I have always been infatuated with Ricky even though I knew that he was known to be the notorious play boy. Oftentimes I have heard Adrian talk about her experiences with Ricky in the bedroom and I wanted to see what all the fascination was about. I have never considered Adrian a friend but I knew enough not to cross her. The girl was vindictive and manipulative as hell. There were many students that were afraid of her and I happened to be one of them. I followed Ricky and the new girl around the carnival, I noticed Ricky's interaction with new brunette. She was at least six or seven inches taller than I was and maybe a foot taller than Adrian. She has long, silky brunette hair that she had pulled in an intricate ponytail. I hate to admit this but she was significantly curvy, probably curvier than Adrian was. She was impeccably dressed and had flawless makeup. She had really long legs and I could see why Ricky was enchanted with the brunette. Ricky actually smiled around her instead of his usual smirk that is reserved for everyone that he was trying to get with. I have never seen Ricky interact with a girl in this manner, not even when he was with Adrian. I have never seen Ricky even take a girl out on a date before. I knew that two things could be possibly happening: one Ricky was trying to play on the new girls emotions by pretending to actually be interested in something besides sex or two that he actually liked the new brunette and was showing that he could be different around her. As I continued to follow them around the carnival I learned that it was more of the latter reason. Ricky actually like this new brunette and was showing his true emotions toward her. This theory was later confirmed at the end of the night, when I saw the girl lean in and give Ricky a kiss. I took a picture of two of them kissing and I took a picture of the new, sultry girl. I contemplated sending them to Adrian but I knew that Adrian would blow a gasket if she saw that Ricky actually liked someone else. I decided to save the pictures for later. I saw that Ricky actually smiled when the girl got in her car and drove away but he stayed in the same spot for about ten minutes after the girl left the carnival. I would have to keep an eye on Ricky and the new, leggy brunette. I would just keep the pictures as leverage to make Ricky fall for me. Honestly, I believe that it was to late for Ricky to fall for me because I think that he has already fallen for the fierce, new girl. I think that this is information that I would also keep from Adrian because I thought I could benefit greatly from this information.

Amy POV

It has been about three days since Ricky and I went to the carnival. I must admit that I had the best time for a non-sexual date. The second part of this plan in order to beat the player at his own game is to make him want me. This sounded simple and complicated at the same time. It was simple because I knew that Ricky already wanted me. Not to sound conceited but I knew that he wanted me because I wanted him as well. There in lies the complication. Once Ricky and I were intimate with one another, I would have to detach myself from him emotionally. I would have to act like I didn't care about the bad boy, who had a compassionate side and a troubled past. I also had a troubled past so I knew that people's emotions fail into two categories: emotionally detached or emotionally attached. When he is with other girls, I would have to pretend like it didn't bother me. Before I got adopted, I was really good at pretending that bad things didn't bother me for the sake of my two younger sisters. I could always put on this brave façade for the world to see but there is one person that I could never pretend with, and that person was Shaunte. She has always been able to see through my brave front and know when things were truly bothering me.

Flashback back to meeting Shaunte

I was five years old and I just entered kindergarten. I had just met Shaunte and her twin sister Sheena even though they were in pre-k, at recess at the beginning of that week. They were very nice to talk to and it was good knowing someone else who was a twin. Things were not going well for my biological mother and father and they were fighting constantly. That seem to be the normal for my family at the time. One of my dads favorite past times was gambling. My biological father was gambling so badly that he had lost all of our money for food. My twin sister Angela and I had to eat several pieces of fruit that had to last for breakfast and lunch. It wasn't nearly enough food for the both of but we didn't have money to pay for lunch. One day toward the end of that week, my sister and I were sitting at lunch and we were crying because we didn't have enough food to eat. Shaunte and her twin sister Sheena, walked up to us during lunch and asked why we were crying. Of course, being the oldest out of my twin, I didn't want them to know that something bad was going on so I pretend that everything was fine. Shaunte of course, saw right through my lies and my tears and said that she didn't believe me. I was upset because she knew that I was lying. She said "I noticed that you two haven't been eating, so what is the matter." I thought she was trying to be nosy, but I later learned that she was just concerned. Without actually telling Shaunte that we didn't have enough food to eat, she got up and handed us her lunch. She told me to share with my sister and that she would share with hers which she did. That made me cry even harder because she had just met us and was willing to give us her lunch. In a around about way, Shaunte asked if we liked doughnuts and what flavor did we enjoy. Angela and I told her what type of doughnuts that we liked but I never wondered why.

Unbeknownst to me at the time, Shaunte went home later that day and told her mom that she didn't think that we were getting enough food at home. So asked her mom if there was something that they could do about it. Using what ever resources that was available, the McMillians found out where we lived and they would leave us home cooked meals every night on our front porch. Oftentimes they would leave some money as well in order for our mother to buy groceries or to pay the bill

Later I found out why Shaunte asked about our favorite doughnuts. She would ask her mom to get us doughnuts every morning so that we could have something to eat and she would ask her mother to make an extra lunch for us so we would have enough food to eat. From that point own, I could never keep anything from Shaunte. She could read me like an open book. Although, Shaunte didn't know about our situation at home, she continue to bring us food throughout the school year. She never looked at us differently or with pity. For that I was thankful and I realized at a young age that my sister and I had not only gained a true friendship but a true family as well.

Flash back ended

Once again I knew that I would have to put on my brave façade around the notorious play boy. Being emotionally detached from people made it seem like I was heartless and void of all emotions but it protected me from getting my heart broken. I had a distinct feeling that one day Ricky would see me be vulnerable and would intentionally break my heart. Learning to be emotionally detached from the womanizing play boy would be a tougher task then pretending that everything was okay while I was growing up.

Ricky POV

I hadn't heard from Amy since we went to the carnival with one another three days ago. I wanted to show that I was a different Ricky then the bad boy, player. I wanted to show Amy that I was not the same guy that wanted to just have sex and then leave her emotionally distraught. If she was any other girl, that is exactly what I would have done. I would have turned on the charm just to get what I wanted from her. After I got what I wanted from the random girl, I would leave her high and dry.

Amy was different, I would even go far as to say that she was special and she meant a lot to me. She was the first girl that I wanted to know every detail about. I realized that I only knew minimal information about Amy. I knew that she was in the band and has been playing the French horn since the 2nd grade, she has a twin sister who is just as beautiful as she is, had a numerous amount of adoptive siblings from what I saw and what was rumored about her family, she loves dancing and music, and was adopted by a prestigious family. I also knew that the family that had adopted her, and her sisters have traveled to many places and that the father was a big shot in the military. He had learned this from some of the other people that was in the band. I may not know all of the minute details about Amy, but what I did know was what type of person that she is and the personality that she has. I have been observing her personality while we were at band camp and the few times that we have been out together. I can see that she was hurt in the past but she is determined that only she could dictate her future. She has so much potential and she is passionate about everything that she does. She seem considerate, sincere, and very generous as far as he could tell. She has a big heart and when she smiles, it lights up the entire room. Her smile can melt even his hardened heart. She is extremely stubborn when it came to things that she believes in. I could also tell that she was kind-hearted, smart, down-to-earth, free spirited, and seems to love children. She has an amazing aim and has a powerhouse of an arm, like she is softball player. She is so confident and sexy at the same time. She is also very classy, and has extreme respect for herself. She has a sassy attitude and she is very tenacious. I admired that about her, that she wasn't going to let anything or anyone stop her from achieving her goals once she made up her mind. This was a characteristic that also made me jealous because I didn't have anyone that would push me to do better then I originally thought I could besides maybe my foster parents or therapist.

I realized that I didn't know as much about Amy as I thought I did. I don't know her favorite color, what she wanted to be when she grew up, nothing about her past, her biggest fears, how many siblings she actually had, where she was born, and who is older between her and her twin sister. I also didn't know why Amy started playing the French horn in the first place. There is so much that I didn't know about her but I also like the mystery of it all. I thought back to when he they were at the carnival and her interaction with his foster siblings. It was like they were her biological siblings and I wondered if that is how she was with her siblings

I had to admit, that I may not know much about Amy but I knew enough and hopefully I would learn as much as she possibly wanted to tell me. I know more about Amy from listening when we were in band camp and going out with her a few times then I ever learn about Adrian in the five months that we were together. When I was with Adrian, I didn't care to learn things about her even though I did end up learning somethings about her that will always be with me.

On the other hand, Amy didn't really know me either. I have never told anyone outside of my foster family and therapist anything about me. Although, Adrian speculated many things about me and she thought that we were the same because we both came from a troubled past. She always thought that because I was the bad boy and she was the presumed bad girl and that we belong with one another. Adrian did learn some things about me and I admit that I never wanted to tell her anything about me. She would hassle me until I would tell her things that she wanted to know and that meant withholding sex on her part. For instance, Adrian knew that I was the bad boy drummer in the band, that girls constantly threw themselves at me, that I was in foster care and that the Shakur family adopted me, she never meet them though in the entire we were together, she also know that I went to juvie when I was younger for following around with the wrong crowd. Like Amy, she also could tell when I was lying and she could read me like a book. Furthermore, we had great sex with each other and knew about me being abused in the past.

I want Amy to know about me on a different level from any other girl that I have been with. I wanted her to know everything there is to know about me, both good and bad. I wanted her to know that I have a love for baseball, the reason why I play the drums, what my favorite food and dessert is, that I actually enjoy school, that I thought about owning my own business when I get older, how I was abused by my father, the trouble with my mother, what it was like being abused and being in a foster home, why I feel the need to have sex with every girl that I interact with, that I love to cook and clean, that I like being around my family, love going to the beach, love watching movies, that I have written several songs and what they are and finally I wanted to know it was like to make love to Amy. There was so much that I wanted Amy to know about me, that I wanted and was willing to share with her. I wanted to see that I could be a respectable and vulnerable guy. Although, I was feeling very apprehensive about letting her in and having her learn about my life. The primary reason that I was feeling this way was because I didn't want Amy to see me as damaged goods.

I wanted to talk to Amy and I realized that was also a first for me. She is the first girl that I actually want to talk to and miss when I can't talk to her. According to the agreement that I had with Amy about the two of us casually dating, it was her turn to choose what we do. I couldn't figure Amy out and I had no idea what she was planning. I knew that it would be fun and spontaneous. It was like she was hiding her emotions from me and was afraid to let me see her in a vulnerable state. I guess we both have this in common, we wanted to keep our troubled past a mystery. Having this mysterious relationship with Amy was terrifying to say the least.

There was this saying that mother use to say to me when I was younger, she would say "what's done in the dark will come to light". I haven't really believe that this saying was actually true but I have a horrible feeling that my dark and mysterious past would come back to haunt me. I just hoped that my past wouldn't destroy the potential future that I wanted to have with Amy.