Secret Life of the American Teenager
Created by. Brenda Hamilton
SCHOOL ONCE AGAIN TRIED TO VICTIMIZE ME from completing this fan fiction. However I'm back and there is more to come. Secondly, I must admit that Brendavision and the writers of Secret Life have definitely won a little bit of love from me. They have redeemed themselves for now anyways. However mess up any more and I have to make more fanfictions. Anyways, go on continue reading.
BOYVEWICH'S KITCHEN:
Ben had his hands on Ricky's neck as Henry, Amy and Adrian tried to pull him off.
"Come Ben, it's not worth it." Henry called out as they finally managed to pull Ben away.
"Are you sure, this is my dream right, I can just kill him."
"Yea, but then I manifest again."
"What?" Ben muttered.
"All of us, who are here, are because you can't seem to figure it out. So I stay here until you actually get me out of your system."
"Then what is it that I have to figure out, because I don't think I can take more this."
"Good question." Alice added. "What is bothering you?"
"Well, Amy and him, is one." Ben said looking over at Amy began to whisper and giggle in Ricky's ear.
"And what about Amy and him?" Alice replied now in a psychiatrist's chair and glasses as Ben lay on a couch.
"Well, first of all them being together."
"But are they together?"
"What?"
"Well, she said she spent a day with him right? And they talked right?" Henry added.
"Yea, that's what she said but"
"So how are you sure they did anything but just talk? I mean she did throw him out at the hospital, right?"
"Yea, she did." Ben replied noticing Amy looking at Ricky in anger; she then looked at Ben remorseful. "So why hasn't it left?"
"Because idiot, Amy and I isn't the real reason for this? Is it Adrian?" Ben looked at Adrian.
RACHEL'S VAN:
"So Rogers are you doing better?" Rachel asked as Ricky sat in the van on the back.
"Nope, not really?"
"Well you look okay and you're not calling me Mom anymore."
"This has got to be a dream…" Ricky said getting up and walking around. "You can't be here and you can't look like her."
"Why can't I be here and who do I look like?"
"I have to wake up." Ricky said slapping his face.
"No you need to get a Doctor."
"No, I don't, I need to get sober."
"Well, good luck." She said quickly shutting the back doors of the van to leave.
"I don't get it, I just wanted to forget her, not wake up like this." Ricky said to himself, as Rachel listened in, she stopped.
"Look, Rogers."
"It's Ricky."
"Well, Ricky Rogers, whatever, can I take you anywhere?"
"Yea, Yeah." Ricky replied as they got into the car.
JUERGEN'S HOME:
Amy sat in her Father's car, with her arms crossed when Ashley came out and got into the passenger side.
"So how's the search?"
"It's not, because I don't have a license and I can't drive because of this huge bump and I really don't need you to" immediately Ashley started the car.
"What are you doing?" Amy asked.
"I'm driving you to find Ricky."
"But you don't know how to drive."
"Yea, I do, Dad taught me and I've done it a couple of times before."
"What?"
"Look, I pretty much get away with anything since your mess up, so buckle up." She said as they pulled off.
BOYVEWICH'S GUEST ROOM:
Adrian awoke quickly and looked to the side of her, to find Ben gone; she then looked up to find her Mom in a white dress at the end of the bed.
"Mom?"
"Adrian." She replied, immediately Adrian rose up and hugged her Mom.
"I knew it, I knew it was all a dream you're not dead." She said as her Mom looked sadden.
"Adrian, niña, it is not a dream." She said as Adrian pulled back looking at her frightened.
Let's see if Ashley get away with under age driving and auto theft...CHECK OUT FOR MORE TO COME!
