Not Your Average Ricky(Ella) Story

I didn't know it'd be this hard

A/N: A little Ricky talking about his feeling filler chapter because the dude needs to open up more, and talk to a therapist.

Song to listen to while reading: March by Lizzie Mcalpine

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It is still March, and unfortunately, spring break isn't until the middle of April. Ugh. I feel like March is going by so slowly. Fucking Mondays, why can't they go away?

E.J and I stayed out late and played 20 questions. It was fun while it lasted. I never wanted the game to end. I learned a lot about him. He isn't Mr. Perfectly Fine like I thought he was. His parents are divorced and he's stuck in a world where he can't live out his big dreams, like me.

He was right though, it got pretty windy and cold after we got to question 12: What is your favorite Non-Marvel Movie?

He cared about me, like he gave me his letterman jacket to wear. I'm still daydreaming.

"Threw a rock into the water/ Watched it sink to the bottom / Tryna find the lesson in it all but/ I haven't learned anything..." I sing the Lizzie Mcalpine lyrics while playing the guitar the Nini gave me.

I'm at the skate park near my school, trying to write a song for Lula to sing at the competition. I should be in my second class right now, but I didn't feel like going, and I couldn't focus on my English textbook because of my dyslexia. I skipped Advanced English, my least favorite class.

My dad sent me an apology letter, and I got it before L could take it this morning.

While skating to the park, I held back my tears and refused to read it.

Now, it's lying in my backpack while I sit under one of the trees, playing guitar and watching the skate hills.

"Ricky, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at school?" I look up from where I am writing and see Jet standing in front of me wearing the North High uniform.

I'm so glad East High doesn't have a dress code. I live in my hoodies.

"Jet, what are you doing here?" I set my guitar aside and give her my attention.

"I was looking for Maddie before I found you, what are you doing here?" he repeats.

"Writing music. Where'd she go? Is she at the Diner?" I pat a space of grass for him to sit on.

"I don't know. She was mad at me last night. What are you writing?" Jet tries to look over at my phone notes.

"Can you keep a secret?" I tapped on my phone screen to show her a page different from the song I tried to work on for Lula.

"Of course. Oooh, is this a love song?" Jet reads the lyrics from my phone notes.

It's a song I wrote about the other night with E.J. I haven't told anyone about it. I wrote the entire song after I cleaned up from the party. It has no title yet.

"I don't know, it could be. It's not meant to be sung with a guitar but this is all I have for now," I say while putting my guitar and picks away.

I need to use Nini's keyboard but I don't want her to bother me about E.J.

She doesn't know about the interaction at the party and I want it to keep it that way.

"Who is it about?" Jet reads over the lyrics while I snap the guitar case shut and lock it.