Ricky Caught in a Love Triangle
Have we got the news for you! Sit down and enjoy the top story of the day: Ricky Weaver's secret crush is revealed and we know why it is a secret!
First of all, let's rehash what we already know. Ricky broke up with Helena about six months ago. Reports about the reason for split are too conflicting, but one thing is clear: they did not get along for a while.
Ricky was then spotted asking a mystery girl out in LA. [embedded picture]
She reportedly turned him down and the witness told that it sounded like the two knew each other from before.
Then Ricky was seen in Seaford, CA, to visit a sick fan in the hospital.
We recently found out that the mystery girl lives in Seaford and is none other than Kim Crawford, Bobby Wasabi's rumoured daughter! Note that she volunteers in the Seaford hospital. [embedded picture]
Kim was recently seen with Jack Brewer, an upcoming star of the summer blockbuster. He is Bobby's protégé, and he and Kim have been friends forever. They started dating fairly recently. It would appear that Kim turned Ricky down because she already has a boyfriend. [embedded picture]
But that's not all!
Our reporter found out from a source very close to the couple and Bobby Wasabi that Ricky's known Kim since she was a freshman in high school. They met when Ricky was at Seaford High to make a routine appearance and, according to people who were there, he was immediately smitten. It is not clear whether Kim was too, but sources tell us that Bobby does not approve of Ricky. He was Team Jack since the very beginning.
We don't know whether Ricky saw Kim again after LA, but he came out with a new and, by his own admission, very personal song In My Dreams almost immediately after his visit to Seaford. Could it be that he is singing about Kim, his first love that never could be? Does he still pine for a girl with an over-protective father and a boyfriend with serious fighting skills? One can only wonder.
Both Jack and Ricky are nominees for this years Kid's Choice Awards in separate categories. Bobby is slated to be a presenter there as well. It is not clear whether Kim would be at the Awards, but we can expect some awkwardness between the two rivals on the red carpet.
When she started dating Jack, Kim thought she figured the whole public media thing. She was definitely a digital native and had a skeptical attitude to the celebrity culture. She thought that it was kind of a quid pro quo situation, an unspoken or even spoken agreement, where people were in the spotlight to promote or sell something (a movie, a book, their life, whatever). We all took part in, willingly or unwillingly, by consuming these fungible empty infotainment pieces about celebrities and their lives.
In her imagination, and if Jack became popular, she would fly under the radar: at most a mention or two of the girlfriend and maybe an appearance to an event. If she expected the photographers to trail her, she imagined she would be cool, collected and completely uninteresting, so they would just leave her alone. She wasn't planning on living in Hollywood or attending all the clubs.
When she had a run in with Ricky and the pictures surfaced, she thought that it was too grainy and unlikely to be traced to her. She also thought that she would never see him again and there would be no way for her to be linked to him.
When the Kim Wasabi story broke, she thought that, of course there were those crack articles in the publications of 'a certain repute' but nobody really took those seriously, did they? She also assumed that people who were subjects of those articles were willing participants. That was, until she was suddenly dropped right in the centre of it – without being asked a single question. And nothing could prepare anyone for a media storm hitting when you were in the midst of all the rumours.
Her first instinct upon seeing her phone in the morning, blown up with messages, was that somebody had died. She then listened to her messages one by one, becoming increasingly irritated by people either asking her about a comment on her love triangle with Ricky and Jack or offering their services to represent her public relations interest.
It was the last message that made her pause. It was from Ricky. "Kim... Uh, you probably know why I am calling... Look, I don't know how they found out about us meeting all these years ago... I am sorry you are dragged into this mess. I am not sure about Bobby Wasabi bit, but it's probably not true either... Uhm, my PR team would deny everything about the romance or love triangle. They can help you as well. They are big firm and can be your reps too. You might need it. It'll be bad for a while... Uhm, you can call me if you need anything. Please, I want to help. Again, I am sorry about this. And the song... I shouldn't have..."
The message cut off at this point. Kim was floored. What the hell had happened over night? What were people talking about? Where did they get her number?
She marched to her desk, turned on her tablet and googled herself – and nearly fell of her chair.
Her search returned more than a thousand hits, mostly news articles from the last 12 hours, but also forums and other threads discussing her status as the heartbreaker, who snagged two popular young men.
To be on the safe side, Kim carefully looked out of the window and saw no one outside, which was a relief. She went back to her tablet and stared at the pictures, hoping that they would go away. But the pictures wouldn't go away. This was bad...
She called Jack, her chest uncomfortably tight with apprehension. When he answered, she just blurted, "Did you see the story?"
"What story? About Bobby?" Jack sounded like he just woke up.
"No, about the love triangle between you, I, and Ricky," Kim was proud that her voice did not quiver.
"What?! Love triangle? What!?"
"I know... Just... go and look it up. Its everywhere." Kim sat and waited for Jack to do just that.
"What the hell? Who is this source close to us? I mean there is enough factual truth here to make the entire story believable. What should we do?"
"I think you need to talk to your agent. And Bobby cannot equivocate anymore. He would have to officially deny the parentage."
"What are you going to do?"
"Well, there are no photographers near my house. I will just go to school and hope that it would blow over after Bobby denies everything. I just hope that Ricky would do the same. I am not sure how much help that would be."
"No, wait for me. I'll pick you up and we'll go to school together."
"Jack..."
"No, Kim. I am coming. Don't argue."
Kim came downstairs and took in her parents sitting at the kitchen island, ready for a normal day in the office. She hated to ruin the morning for them.
"Ughm, so, Mom, Dad, I have something to tell you..." Kim didn't get to finish the sentence.
"Oh my god, you are pregnant!" her mom shouted with round eyes.
"I will kill that Brewer boy! I don't care that he is a black belt." He dad was standing up with a furious expression on his face.
"WHAT?! NO! Seriously?! That's not it! I am NOT pregnant! Relax!" Kim shouted right back at them horrified that this was the first thing they thought.
"Oh... OK... What do you have to tell us, honey?" her mom went back to the sweet tone she usually used with Kim in nanosecond.
"Are you sure?" her das was less inclined to let go of this topic.
"Yes, I am sure, Dad. But, the news I have is not good." Kim paused for a moment to gather her thoughts. "Remember how I went to LA for the karate tournament? So, I ran into Ricky Weaver at this store there. We talked for, like, a minute, but someone took a picture of us. And you know about the pictures of me with Jack from his audition, right? Well, someone put the two together and now the story on the Internet is that I am in this love triangle with Ricky and Jack. On top of that, there is this ridiculous story about Bobby, and now its this big news everywhere about Bobby Wasabi's daughter and the two guys."
Kim finished talking and stopped to look at her parents. Her mom's mouth hang open and she was simply staring at Kim in disbelief. Her dad looked confused for a moment and then said, "Who is Ricky Weaver?"
Her mom's month opened even more and she turned with the same look of disbelief to her husband and Kim just couldn't anymore. Between them thinking she was pregnant to her dad not knowing who Ricky was, she simply couldn't with this morning. She started laughing. She laughed and laughed and couldn't stop until she snorted and there were tears in her eyes.
Her parents looked mildly concerned and when she finally calmed down her dad simply said, "What does it matter what the world thinks?"
"I hope you are right and it will just blow over, like Bobby Wasabi story. But, you maybe asked a lot more questions by everyone. And there could be reporters trying to talk to you, or trying to photograph you... I don't know..."
"OK... OK... Do you want me to drive you to school, baby girl?"
"Thanks, Dad, but Jack is coming to drive me to school."
Her dad scowled, but nodded his head.
They drove in silence and Kim was restless and worried. Jack pulled into the school parking lot and parked at the back entrsnce. Before she could go, he locked the doors and turned to her, "I promised that we wont do anything in the parking lots, but to hell with it."
He leaned over the console and pulled her for a deep kiss that fairly screamed Don't worry, I am with you, I'll protect you. Before it could escalate Jack pulled away and said with a smirk, "For the record, I am glad you are with me and that you dad approves."
Kim laughed feeling somehow better about the situation.
There were several photographers waiting at the front entrance of the school. The administration must have told them to keep out of the building. But the parking lot was a fair game it seemed. Approaching the school, Kim unconsciously tucked herself into Jack's taller frame and he put his arm around her shoulder.
And then they were spotted.
"There she is!" one of them screamed, pointing in her direction, getting his camera ready.
Kim pulled her sun glasses on and dropped her head down to allow her hair to fall around her face. Suddenly there were sounds of cameras clicking and flashes everywhere. And then they started calling her name.
For a second she just froze on the spot. That didn't keep the paparazzi from cornering her and Jack.
"Hey Kim, look here, look here!" one of them loudly said, trying to get her attention.
"Where is Ricky? Are you in touch with him?"
"Give me your prettiest smile! I'm going to make you famous!"
"Kim, Kim, Kim, Kim!"
"Over here, Kim!"
In between all the screaming, she heard them shout for Jack too.
"How long have you been going out, Jack? Did you know that Ricky saw her last month?
"What do you think of the song?"
"Is it about you?"
"Are you going to meet him at the awards, Kim?"
For a few seconds she just stood on the spot, bringing Jack to a full stop as well. She was trying to figure out what was happening, trying to gather her courage, trying to get her feet move so she could get through the throng of people taking her picture. It was like they attracted more and more attention by the second. Her classmates were stopping and looking, some of them got out their mobile phone and snapped some pictures of her.
She took a deep breath and walked ahead, Jack firmly at her side, his fingers gentle on her shoulder. He was tall and imposing enough for the reporters to part for him. She vaguely registered someone stepping up to her and walking alongside her and Jack. She kept her eyes fixed firmly on the ground, ignoring the loud voices and the cameras. The last few steps to the school took half an eternity. She almost flung herself into one of the door when Jack opened it and then shut it in front of everybody's face.
She stood in the entrance hall to the school, breathing hard, trying to take in her surroundings. What the hell had just happened?
"I think we might need Bobby's ninjas after all."
She turned to see that Milton and Jerry were standing shoulder to shoulder with Jack. Oh, these boys. She was so touched she could feel tears forming in her eyes, burning and threatening to spill.
"Thank you," she croaked through her tight throat. All three boys got an uncomfortable look at the sight of her tears.
"You better not be getting too mushy on us, Kimster," Jerry said and Milton nodded his head vigorously. "I am not sure how to deal with mushy Kim," he added.
Kim shook her head thinking that they could deal with like always - together.
The school was terrible. Other students stared and surreptitiously typed on their phones and whispered whenever Kim or Jack passed by. Kim was never left alone, either Jack or Jerry or Milton were with her at all times. Maybe because of the make shift bodyguards, but most students stayed away. It was lunch time when Grace plopped down across from Kim and said out loud, "Kim! Why didn't you tell me that it was you in the LA pictures with Ricky?"
"Well, because people were already saying that be was on a date and I didn't want to bring attention to myself. I was right. Look at that craziness outside." Kim waved her hand expansively and Jack was glaring at Grace.
"I guess you are right. So you didn't see him secretly or something?" Grace purposefully looked only at Kim feeling Jack's dark scowl in her peripheral vision.
"What? No, no secret assignations."
"And the song?" Grace was still ignoring Jack's glare.
"Grace, it could be about anyone really. I saw him total of two-three times in my life over, like, three years. There is no love story here."
"I should have guessed so. They were so wrong about you being Bobby Wasabi's daughter..."
"Yes! I have no idea how they come up with such trash!"
"Well, just know that the entire cheer squad was contacted by various media outlets. I won't speak to anyone, but some might." Here Grace made an exaggerated eye roll toward Donna Tobin.
Ugh, not Donna, Kim thought unhappily.
Kim and Jack were called to the principal's office. He looked very serious and immediately jumped into the deep end.
"Kim, Jack, this morning's events have caused a lot of disruption to the school and many parents were calling me about it." He saw Kim open her mouth and waved it off, "I know, I know, it is not your fault exactly. But situation is bad. We called in the police and they were able to get reporters to leave school grounds. Believe it or not, that bit about you being Bobby Wasabi's daughter helped. The new law allows for fines and lawsuits against anyone, who harasses a minor because of their parent's occupation."
Kim's jaw veritably fell to the ground. "What?"
"Yes, I know. Basically, the law protects celebrity children from being harassed. In this case, as far as these guys know, you are a celebrity child and a minor for the next several months. Police reminded them of this fact and they left the school grounds, which is all that I am concerned about."
She left his office in a slightly better mood. She could at least use that law to stave off the worst of the paparazzi.
They were walking in the parking lot to Jack's car when she spotted a large limousine arrive and come to a stop next to them. The windows rolled down and Bobby's face appeared in the window. "Need a ride?" She shook her head no pointing at Jack and the car keys in his hand. "Kim, Jack, get in. We need to discuss this new development. Someone will take your car." Bobby nodded his head and one of the ninjas came out of nowhere and took Jack's keys.
They sat in the limo and Kim was marveling at the turn her life was taking. Inside of it was luxurious and every bit as ostentatious as Bobby himself.
"Do you actually own this thing?" she blurted out.
"Of course! You don't want any of those rented ones. Who knows what went on in those cars..." Bobby dramatically shuddered.
Kim just shook her head at this. Of course, indeed. "Have you already issued the denial?" she wanted some control of the situation even if it was not going to change things.
"I did. On Twitter and through my agent. Not that is helped the matters," Bobby was looking somewhat apologetic.
"What do you mean?" Jack was tensing up next to her.
"I took to Twitter last night, when I first saw some of my followers sending me links. I said that the stories are untrue and that you are not my daughter or that I did not train Jack. But... Like that ginger nerd said, no one believes me! They are saying that of course I would deny my secret daughter's existence. That I was truthful when my life was in danger at the hospital. That this denial is just me being a good dad and protecting my child."
"I guess Ricky is right. I need my own PR person," Kim said to herself. She hated that she was dependent on others to set the record straight.
"What? You talked to Ricky? When was that?" Jack's face was hard and his eyes were dark and boring into hers.
Oh, right... Kim thought, Jack and his jealousy. She sighed, "I did not talk to him. He left me a message sometime this morning. He is sorry that this happened and promised his team would deny any stories about romance and everything."
Jack was mollified, although still visibly in a bad mood.
The trio finally arrived at Bobby's mansion and were ushered into his office. When they entered it, Kim stopped dead in her tracks. There, standing by the window, was Ricky.
