Ricky was sitting on his couch flipping through television channels when he heard a knock. At first, he had thought it was at the door, when he realized that it was someone at his fire escape window. Immediately his demeanour brightened. He ran over to the window and saw a beautiful smiling girl waiting to be let it.

"Any bloody knees?" Ricky joked as he opened the window and helped Peyton through it.

"Not yet! But, the night is still young." Peyton laughed as Ricky took her in his arms and began to kiss up her neck slowly. She enjoyed it, a little too much perhaps. It wasn't as though Peyton didn't want to have sex. She just wanted to make sure she had found the right guy, the best guy, the guy for her.

"Want to go to the bedroom?" Ricky asked without thinking, he was so used to asking girls the question when he was in this mood that he'd forgotten that he wasn't having sex with Peyton. Not yet anyways.

"Yes…" Peyton sighed, as Ricky continued kissing her. She snapped back to reality. She wasn't even dating Ricky, not officially anyways. "I mean… no."

Ricky kept on kissing her though, as if the world depended on them colliding into each other, they had yet to break apart. After kissing the whole of Peyton's neck, Ricky reached her lips and cupped her face in his hands to bring her closer to him, if it were even possible. When their lips touched Ricky felt something he'd only felt once before, with Amy. It wasn't as though he was in love with Amy, but there was something about her too. Something in the way she kissed, just like Peyton but different because they had completely different techniques, they both meant the kiss, like the kiss felt so amazing that you didn't even need sex. This was a concept that Ricky had never thought about, or even considered. He'd always want sex.

"I think I'm falling in… something with you." Ricky whispered as they broke apart.

Peyton looked up at him through her long lashes, and smiled. "Me too."

Carson knew something was wrong with Amy, she wasn't her usual self. She's walked into the Pizza King twenty minutes late, and wasn't being very friendly towards the customers. If it was anyone else, he would have entertained the thought of firing her. But, he knew she wasn't usually like this, she must be going through something rough.

"You ok?" Carson asked, coming up behind Amy, who was in the back room.

"No," Amy said as she turned around, revealing her tear stained face. Carson let her lean into him and cry. He was so tall that she barely reached his neck. After minutes of sobbing onto his ugly work vest, Amy looked up at him and wiped her eyes.

"I'm so sorry Carson." Amy said, "I'm probably scaring away all of the customers and now I've ruined your vest."

Carson sighed, "Its fine Amy, I'm just worried about you. What's going on? Has someone hurt you?"

Amy shook her head, "No. Nothing like that. My grandmother died. "

"I'm sorry." Carson said, pulling her in for another hug.

"It's fine," Amy sighed slowly. "I mean, it happens. We live, and then we die. I just can't imagine life without John, or John living without me."

"John?" Carson asked, confused as to who Amy was talking about. Did Amy have a boyfriend? Then why did she go out with him the other night?

"Oh," Amy said, catching herself. She could not believe she had just said that. She hadn't told Carson about John, and she really didn't want to have to now. It was just too much. "I really don't feel like talking about John right now." She said, looking up at Carson innocently.

"Ok," Carson said, it was understandable… he grandmother had just died after all. "Do you want to go home? I can cover your shift."

"Really?" Amy asked, looking appreciative. "I can't do that to you, besides, I need the money."

"Amy… I'm not hard for cash. You'll still get paid. Besides, I'm the manager. I'm telling you to go." Carson said, patting her on the back.

"Ok…" Amy sniffed. "Thanks Carson."

After picking John up from daycare and twenty minutes later, Amy walked through her door with John in tow. He could walk pretty well now, but she still liked to carry him outside for fear of him running too far away from her. He was sleeping on her shoulder, apparently he hadn't gone for a nap. It was already 8 o'clock, so Amy decided she would just put John down early, eat some dinner and go to sleep.

After placing her son in bed, Amy ate her dinner and washed up for bed. She noticed her mother sitting on the sofa with Robbie. Anne Juergens looked lifeless, like she hadn't slept in days.

"Mom?" Amy asked, coming towards her mother.

"Amy?" Anne said very zombielike.

"Do you need anything?" Amy asked.

"No," said Amy's zombie Mother. "Good night."

"Night." Amy said quietly, and walked towards her room. She lay down on her bed and curled up into a ball. It was funny how things could change in a split second, Amy had experienced it before. One second, she was a normal teenager. The next second, she was a teenaged mother. But nothing ever prepares you for the change that happens. The things that happen in a split second have no warning. You can anticipate how you are going to feel, but you never know until all is said and done. One second, her family was becoming normal. The next, it was deteriorating… again. At his thought, Amy cried herself to sleep.

There was a load whining sound. Amy opened her eyes and rubbed the sleep out of them as she looked at her clock. Twelve thirty. She then realized that John was crying in the next room. She dragged herself out of bed and got John out of his crib. Amy couldn't believe that she was still doing midnight feedings. Well, this was the first one that had happened in a long time and he was off schedule a bit.

On the way to the kitchen, Amy saw a light underneath the bathroom door. Her parents had their own bathroom. So, it must be Ashley in there, who didn't have a bathroom out in the garage.

Amy gave John a small bottle and tried to rock him back to sleep, after placing him back in his crib. She noticed that after all this time, Ashley was still in the bathroom. Something was up. Amy had been undecided about going into the bathroom until she heard a sob.

Amy knocked on the bathroom door, and suddenly the sobbing stopped.

"One second," Amy heard Ashley say. After some scuffling around, her sister opened the door. "Yeah?"

"Are you okay? I heard you crying." Amy said, she was becoming suspicious.

"Yeah," Ashley said, "Can't I use the bathroom without you intruding?"

"Of course, Ashley." Amy rolled her eyes. "I couldn't help but notice that you've been in there for forty-five minutes."

"Maybe I'm having washroom troubles." Ashley said sarcastically. Amy didn't want to hear anymore. She pushed the door past Ashley, who had been using it to block Amy's view of the bathroom. Amy was shocked at what she saw. Two little sticks side by side, and a box that clearly read Pregnancy Test.

"Ashley… no,"

And in a split second, things changed again.

DUN DUN DUN! Another pregnancy? OMG, how many pregnancies can go on in this circle of friends! Wonder who the father is… anyone have some guesses? Thanks for reading, I wrote this really quickly today because I won't be here this weekend! I'll probably update this weekend. Please reviewwwwwww!