Chapter 10

Hello, people. I've heard the Ryan's unzipped fly thing was funny. I'm glad I could make you people laugh. Oh my god, I've only got a couple chapters left! Well, I'll try making them really good. Oh, and if you are under thirteen, beware!

Kory couldn't believe she was still in love with Richard. She'd thought she stopped loving him a long time ago. What was she gonna do?

Tell Richard, said Mia. (Okay, you must think Kory's going crazy if she's hearing voices in her head. But she isn't. I'm just using Mia to help you see what's going through Kory's head.)

Yeah right! Thought Kory. I cannot tell Richard! He will hate me forever.

Okay, Koriand'r, where do you get the idea Richard hates you? He loves your guts. It's so obvious he loves you, it isn't funny. To everyone except you, that is.

Okay, Mia, let's get something straight. I'm the boss, you work for me. I'm right, you're wrong. That's how it works. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.

You're my host, not my boss. Get it right, and Richard does too love you. And even if he didn't, you still have to tell him.

I don't have to tell him anything.

You have to come clean, Kory. Just like that excellent song. Let the rain fall down, I'm coming clean…

Mia, don't do that, I HATE that song. Thank X'Hal Nikki isn't a fan of this Hilary Puff.

It's Hilary Duff. Let the rain fall down and wake my dreams. Let it wash away my sanity. 'Cause I wanna—

Kory hit herself in the head. Cut it out!

Ow! Fine.

Kory needed someone else's advice. Someone who existed outside her mind. She called Raven.

"Hello?" said Raven.

"Raven, it is Kory. I have a serious problem."

"What?"

"I'm in love with Richard."

"Um, okay."

"Have any advice?"

"Kory, you don't need advice for this. Oh, crap, Junior just broke my expensive, ceramic vase. I gotta go."

Kory heard the click of Raven hanging up on her.

Great. What did Raven mean, she didn't need advice? Of course she needed advice!

Or maybe she didn't. Maybe Mia was right. Maybe Richard still—

No. She couldn't do that to herself. Richard couldn't love her. Not after she was such a clorbagvarblernilk. Besides, what did Mia know?

Still…

She was going to go over and talk to him. If he didn't love her back, then fine. She didn't have to talk to him ever again. She'd already gone fourteen years without seeing him.

Kory drove over to Richard's house. But before she rang the doorbell, she chickened out.

I hate myself, thought Kory.

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The next night, Ryan had his date with Crystla. He kept checking himself out in the mirror. He wore a button down shirt and jeans. He would've worn his leather jacket, but if Crystla was vegetarian, she might also be opposed to leather.

"Nikki!" called Ryan. Nikki came over.

"Do I look okay?" asked Ryan.

"No," said Nikki.

"What's wrong?" asked Ryan.

"Your face. It's hideous," said Nikki.

Ryan gave Nikki a dirty look.

"I'm just kidding! But I don't know about the shirt. If Max wore that…"

"I'm not Max."

"I guess you look okay. Anyway, you'd better hurry up. Your date's at seven, and it's 6:45."

"Shit! I'd better go!" Ryan practically ran out the door. I say practically, because Kory stopped him.

"Wait. Aren't you going to give her flowers?" asked Kory.

"Oh no! I forgot about that!" said Ryan.

"Here," said Kory, handing him a bouquet of roses. "It's from our backyard. Somehow, I knew you'd forget."

"Thanks, Mom! I love you!" said Ryan. He got the roses and jumped into his car.

In five minutes, he got to where Richard and Crystla's houses were. He parked at Richard's, because he needed to borrow something.

Ryan rang the doorbell.

"Ryan, what are you doing here?" asked Richard.

"I need to borrow the N-cycle," said Ryan.

"It's in the garage," said Richard. He opened the garage and voila! There was the N-cycle, all freshly waxed.

"It's so beautiful," said Ryan.

"See how it's in mint-condition, Ryan? That's how it's gonna stay. Or, trust me, you will be sorry," said Richard.

"Thanks, dad!" Ryan hopped on. He drove over to Crystla's house and rang the doorbell.

A middle-aged man who looked vaguely like Crystla came to the door. "Who are you?" he asked.

"Hi, I'm Ryan Grayson. I'm Crystla's date," said Ryan.

Crystla immediately came to the door. "Daddy, leave him alone," she said.

"Hey, Crys," said Ryan. "I can call you Crys, right?"

"Yeah, that's what my friends call me," she said. "Bye, Daddy." Crystla kissed her dad on the cheek. She stepped outside.

Before Crystla closed the door, her dad mouthed at Ryan "Hurt my daughter and you'll wish you'd never been born." Ryan nodded.

"Uh, Crys, I got you some flowers," said Ryan.

"Thanks," she said. Ryan could tell she was nervous.

They walked over to the N- cycle.

"Is this our ride?" asked Crystla.

"Yeah. A friend of mine let me borrow it," said Ryan.

"You're friends with Nightwing?" asked Crystla. Her eyes grew wide.

"Yeah. Hop on," said Ryan.

Ryan got on, and then Crystla was in back, her arms wrapped around Ryan. Then, they started going. Crystla screamed.

"You've never been on a motorcycle before, have you?" asked Ryan.

"No. It's going really fast," said Crystla.

"Well, if Nightwing didn't get to a crime scene fast enough, that would be really bad. Just hold on really tight. We're almost there," said Ryan.

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Ten minutes later…

"Hi, I have a reservation under Rycrys," said Ryan to the hostess. (Rycrys is for Ryan and Crystla. Dumb name, but I couldn't think of anything else.)

"Table five," said the waitress. Ryan and Crystla went over and sat down.

They were greeted by a blond waitress with green eyes.

"Ryan! Hey, I see you have a little girlfriend!" It was Sierra.

"Uh, yeah. Sierra, this is Crystla. Crystla, this is my cousin, Sierra," said Ryan.

"Hi, Crystal! Nice to meet you," said Sierra.

"Actually, it's Crystla," said Crystla.

"Oh. Sorry," said Sierra.

"That's okay. You're not the first person. I've been called Crystal, Christine, Christina, Krista… I'm used to it," said Crystla.

"Would you guys like anything to drink?" asked Sierra.

"A Coke for me… and how about you, Crystla?" said Ryan.

"A Sierra Mist," said Crystla.

"You know that drink was named after me?" said Sierra. "No, I'm just kidding."

"And I think we're ready to order," said Ryan. "Ladies first."

"I'll have a veggie burger with no mayo," said Crystla.

"What she said," said Ryan.

"Okay, guys, I'll be right back," said Sierra. She went into the kitchen.

"Ryan, I thought you hated veggie burgers," said Crystla.

"Well… yeah. But I know you're a vegetarian, so I didn't want you to be offended if I had the bacon cheddar double cheeseburger," said Ryan.

"Awwww, Ryan, that's so sweet," said Crystla. Their lips almost touched, but they were interrupted by a very snobby, familiar voice.

"We're, like, here for the, like, Ryan Grayson is a Jerk Club."

Ryan and Crystla turned around. Talking to the hostess was Joanna Rosser, Ryan's ex- girlfriend before Erin Hellene. Speaking of which, Erin was with her. Actually, a lot of girls were with her. And they were all Ryan's exes.

"Table seven," said the hostess.

Joanna, Erin, and company walked over to table seven, but Haley Biltmore spotted Ryan. "Ew, look, it's Ryan Grayson," she said.

"Ew," they all said in unison.

Erin looked at Crystla. "Rebounder," she said. "Crystla, you may want to join us, before he starts being an asshole."

"Erin, you made this club to get revenge, didn't you?" said Ryan.

"Duh! See, you were so mean at the park, and I ran away sobbing, and Jo here saw me, and she was like, Ryan's a jerk, isn't he? So we made this club to get revenge," sad Erin.

"You jerk," said Joanna. She flipped back her straight, strawberry blond hair.

Now Ryan felt bad. He hated Erin, but he hadn't meant to hurt her feelings. He examined the club. Jessica Minneo, captain of the cheerleader squad, Amanda Ludlum, big time jockette…Gwen Ross, best singer in the whole school… Sammy Silk… What was she doing here?

He turned towards a girl with curly black hair. "Sammy, why are you here? We went out for a day in fourth grade!"

"You were a jerk in fourth grade," said Sammy.

"But it was fourth grade!" exclaimed Ryan.

"You know what?" said Crystla. "I don't care what you people say! I think Ryan is great! And if we break up, you will be sure that I won't join a hate club devoted to him, because I am eighteen years old and I have better things to do with my time!"

Everyone stared at her. Ryan was happy that Crystla had called him great. And he also noticed that she said if, not when. Did Crystla think she was going to marry Ryan? To have kids?

Oh no, thought Ryan. Do NOT think about having kids with her!

"Okay, Bitch. Don't say we didn't warn you," said Erin. The club walked over to their table.

"Thanks for sticking up for me," said Ryan.

"No problem," said Crystla. "But you have to promise to do the same for me."

"Of course," said Ryan. He then French kissed Crystla. He knew the Ryan Grayson is a Jerk Club was staring with hate. He knew when Sierra came back, she would giggle hysterically. He could hear Nikki's voice in his head, saying, "See, Ryan, I told you that you slobbered all over your dates."

But those weren't things he really cared about.

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"Mom, I see what you mean," said Nikki. "It's hard to still have feelings for an ex, especially if you broke up fourteen years ago, and you were the one who broke up with him. Dad could easily be 'No, you broke up with me, you bitch. I'm not taking you back.'"

Thank X'Hal Nikki understood what Kory was going through. The only bad part was that Nikki pretty much assured her there were two options.

Richard would go, "Oh Kory, I love you, too!" and they would make out.

Richard would slam the door in her face.

Everyone else had assured her it would definitely be A. But Nikki had said it could be B, and that terrified Kory.

"So what do you think I should do?" asked Kory.

"I think you should tell him. It's not the end of the world, Mom. You've lived fourteen years without him," said Nikki.

"You're right, I guess," said Kory.

"And if he's mean to you, I'll kick his butt," said Nikki.

"You can't kick your father's butt," said Kory.

"I've done it before," said Nikki.

"You were brainwashed," said Kory. "And if you do kick his butt, I will ground you for the rest of your life!"

"Fine. I was just trying to help," said Nikki.

"I need to thank Bee for telling me about this grounding. It is very helpful," said Kory.

"Okay, Mom, you need to look nice. I'll do your hair and makeup and I will pick out your outfit," said Nikki.

"Thanks, Nikki," said Kory.

Within forty-five minutes, Kory was wearing Nikki's clothes, had her makeup done, and even blow dried her hair. (I have no idea why Kory would blow dry her hair as her hair is already perfect but whatever.)

"Mom! You're such a babe!" cried Nikki.

"Are you sure?" asked Kory. "I think I look like a teenager."

"That's the point!" said Nikki. "He'll feel bad if he gets mad at you and you look this hot."

"Okay…" said Kory.

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Kory stood in front of Richard's door for a while. She didn't know how he'd react.

Kory, be strong. You can do this. You used to fight super villains. You can surely handle one man.

Kory rang the doorbell.

Richard came to the door. "Uh, Nikki," he said. "What are you doing here?"

"Actually, it's Kory," said Kory.

"Holy shit, she does look like you. You look like a teenager," said Richard. "Not that that's a bad thing, but whoa."

"Yeah. It was Nikki's idea to make me look like this," said Kory.

"Don't you have somewhere you'd rather be, like with your new boyfriend?" asked Richard.

"I have been single for a very long time," said Kory.

"Oh. Well I'm not trying to say I believe rumors, but…"

"But what?"

"Roy said that Vic said that Gar said to get over you because he saw you with a bunch of football players at the park."

"Does Gar need to get his vision checked? That was Ryan's football team."

"Oh. Sorry."

"And what do you mean; Roy said that Vic said that Gar said to get over me? What is that about?" Kory's eyes narrowed with suspicion.

"Um, you know what, Kory? It's getting really late so maybe you should go home now."

"Richard. I want answers."

"Well, when you get over someone, it means you become better friends."

"Richard, I am not a naïve little girl anymore. Why would Gar tell Vic to tell Roy to tell you to get over me?"

Richard went pale. Kory was hitting the nail on the head. She knew.

"Kory, what would you say if I said I still had feelings for you?"

"You still have feelings for me?"

"I didn't say that. I asked you how you would react if I said that."

"Richard, you are not a very good actor."

"Fine. I still have feelings for you, okay? Now can you please go away because I don't want you to see me cry?"

"I am not going anywhere, because that is what I came to tell you."

"You came to tell me you hated me?"

"No, I came to tell you I just realized I loved you all along, but I didn't notice until yesterday."

"How can you not notice you're in love?"

"Can we please just kiss already?"

Richard grinned like he won the lottery. He pressed his lips against Kory's and passionately kissed her.

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Ryan dropped Crystla off at her house. Then he went over to Richard's to drop off the N-cycle. He rang the doorbell, but no one answered. Then he saw the door was open a crack. So he went in and started screaming.

Well, I guess you would scream too, if your parents were on the couch and they were in their underwear and your dad was trying to take off your mom's bra while still kissing her. Heck, I'd be scarred for life!

Richard and Kory looked up and saw Ryan. Richard looked like he was going to kill Ryan, but Kory gave him a look that said "I'll take care of this."

"RYAN JAMES GRAYSON! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!" she screamed.

"I'm so sorry, I had no idea, I came to give Dad the N- cycle back, and I rang the doorbell but no one answered and the door was slightly open and I went in, I am so sorry…" Ryan tried to explain. He ran straight out the door, got into his car, and drove home as fast as his car would allow him.

"Richard, I think he ruined the mood. Sorry," said Kory. She yanked her clothes on and left.

Richard really felt like killing Ryan. But logic settled into him and knew it wasn't his fault. Richard got the N-cycle parked in front of his house and put it in the garage.

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"You walked in on Mom and Dad making out?" asked Nikki.

"Nikki, they were more than making out; I was lucky I didn't walk in on them having sex!" said Ryan.

"Are you serious?" asked Nikki.

"Yes, Dad was trying to take Mom's bra off!" said Ryan.

"Whoa," said Nikki. "That is disturbing."

"Yeah, I think I'll be scarred for life," said Ryan.

Kory walked in. Her face was bright red from embarrassment. She gave Ryan the evil eye and went to her room.

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