Chemicals React | By : alienangel19852003 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > 78violet Views: 2453 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Chemicals react
Author: alienangel19852003
Rating: M
Summary: AU: Aly and her sister AJ Michalka are popstars on the rise, they’ve just been signed to a record label Aly wants to be the next Jessica Simpson. Ricky Ullman is just starting out as a paid intern, he wants to be an executive by the time he’s twenty five. What happens when love finds them. Fred Savage is very OOC…sorry about that but he’ll be funny.
Disclaimer: I do NOT KNOW ANY of the persons mentioned in this fic, otherwise I might write a tell all book, j/k. I do NOT own the title, it belongs to Aly and AJ, and I don’t own the chapter titles either, this chapter title and the previous one come from Miranda Lambert’s Kerosene. The next one might come from it as well, I love that song.
Author’s Note: Thanks to all those who reviewed my first Raly adventure. I figured the girls were home schooled. But I thought a private school would be a good way to work in a few other characters. If I’m spelling Laliane’s name wrong, which I probably am just let me know the correct spelling of it and I’ll correct it. A few people will be OOC I’m sure you can tell already. I don’t know much about any of them which makes this fun for me to write.
“Love’s given up on me”
Ricky Ullman entered his apartment and discarded his jacket, his friend Laliane’s laughter followed him.
“Will you stop that?” he finally snapped.
“It was too funny,” she said.
“You did this to me.” He accused.
“I didn’t throw up on your date did. It’s a bit to early for Alzheimer’s Vivi.” She said using his nickname.
“You’re the one who MADE me go out with her. I didn’t want too.” He said discarding his shirt which was covered in puke, the carnival was not the best place for a blind date.
“You were practically salivating when you saw her don’t give me that and you were the one who gave that stick figure of a girl a Grande Nacho. She’s not used to that her natural reaction is to puke whatever she eats anyways.” Laliane stated.
Ricky laughed despite himself, “I’m gonna shower make yourself at home.”
“If I made myself any more at home I’d be helping myself to more meat that’s what’s in your fridge, if you get my drift.”
Ricky shuddered utterly disturbed by that statement he had to walk back out to the living room, and she came out of the kitchen. They’d known each other far too long for that, long enough to know that they only chemistry they had was platonic.
“We will never speak of these things again…” they both said.
“Spit and shake on it?” she asked.
“That got old when we were like seven…and besides I’m covered with enough of other people’s bodily fluids…” he said.
He took a shower and came out in sweat pants, to find her sitting on his couch with her feet on the coffee table, not that he cared, he was used to Laliane’s dirty hot pink skull and crossbones Vans sitting up there. She was eating Doritos and watching some Molly Ringwald movie.
“How many times have I watched Pretty In Pink?” he asked her.
“So many I’ve lost count. Why?”
“No reason, I don’t think that date could have sucked more if I’d been trying to make it suck.”
“What? I thought you were intentionally crashing and burning to get rid of Riley–”
“Rachel,” he corrected.
“Whatever.” She waved a dismissive hand.
“I don’t know why it was so horrible, you know I used to date girls.” He ranted.
She laughed harder.
“I’ll have you know I was a player. Remember high school.” He said.
“How many years ago was that?” she asked squinting as if she didn’t remember.
“Not that long ago,” he grumbled.
“Anyways, having two clarinet players fight over you does not make you a player. And if you’re still stuck living in those days where you a horny high school drum major that’s pretty pathetic.” She told him.
“I am still all of those things except without the high school part.”
She laughed again, “You kind of are. Sorry.”
He glared at her.
“It would help if I didn’t laugh wouldn’t it?”
“Yes, a lot. You know I wish I could meet a nice normal girl and I don’t know…date her…”
“You will you’ve got to give yourself time quit over thinking things.” She said.
“Over thinking is my forte, I am the Dawson Leary of your friends circle am I not?” he asked.
“You don’t even really know who Dawson Leary is.” She scoffed.
“You’ve made me watch his damn creek more times than I can count.” He said.
“Fine, I’ll give you that. You’ve got to relax it’ll happen when it happens, I don’t stress out over not having a date. No, I don’t even though I’m pushing twenty one and I haven’t had a stable healthy relationship with a man in my life.”
“Bitter much?”
“Shut up you’re just as bitter as me.” She said.
“Nuh uh.”
“Yes huh.”
“Nuh uh.”
“Yes huh.” She said.
“We should be more mature than this.” He said.
“We should be a lot of things Ricky Boy but we’re not are we.” She said.
He glanced at the time it was well past two AM.
“You know the worst thing is I have to be at The Savage’s place in five hours.” Ricky said referring to his boss, Fred Savage.
“What? You’re kidding right?” she said.
“Nope, since they actually started paying me. He’s been riding my ass.” Ricky said, “He’s probably going to have me like mow his lawn or something.”
“Mow his lawn…” Laliane snickered.
“Gutter, gutter, gutter…” Ricky said.
“You should probably go to bed,” she suggested.
“You want a ride back to campus?”
“Nah, I’m going to crash here. Lumpy is plenty…lumpy…” she said
He laughed and went to into his bedroom.
He didn’t turn on the lights but he switched on his alarm clock radio. His alarm went off it seemed seconds after he’d fallen asleep he awoke to some female singer singing a song he’d never heard.
“Can you feel it rushing through your hair rushing through your head…”
“Catchy,” he said pausing to listen more, and discovered that it was not just one girl but two.
Their voices were well suited, and the song was great.
“That was the new single by the up and coming sister act Aly and AJ, they are from right here in Los Angeles.” The radio announcer said.
Ricky having heard that went to go take a shower. He found himself humming the song in the shower. He was out the door before long, Laliane was still sleeping on his couch he didn’t have the heart to wake her and tell her he was leaving for work.
He drove to the Savage place after stopping to get some breakfast on the way. He was ten minutes early, he didn’t want to incur the wrath of The Savage.
He parked out on the street and went and rang the doorbell. About five minutes later his boss appeared in the doorway wearing a robe that was half open, Ricky covered his eyes quickly.
“What are you doing standing there? Go get that weed eater and the lawn mower and get to work on this grass, and then we can talk about the business.” Fred said.
Ricky quickly went out to the shed and got to work on the grass. He was done in about two hours, Fred had a huge yard. Being a child actor turned record exec really paid off. When he finished he knocked on the door again.
“You got done that quick?” he asked.
Ricky nodded, his boss had spent too much time learning the business with the people from Cash Money Records.
Fred went out to check over his work and found nothing to complain about, Ricky was a hard worker.
“Alright, that’s good boy. You come buy the office at four; I’ve got something else for you to do.”
“More filing sir?” he asked.
“No, you I’m going to let you help me with two of my newest artists.” Fred smiled.
“Really?” Ricky asked delighted at the possibility.
“Yeah, and make yourself cute for it too. Don’t come in there dressed…like that.”
Ricky looked down at his black Levis which were now covered with blades of grass and his Invader Zim t-shirt.
“Should I wear a suit and tie or something?” he asked.
“No, dress like you normally dress. Be yourself and you’ll go along way with these clients I promise you that…” Fred gave a laugh that was halfway between chortle and sneer.
He was there as promised at four dressed in a pair of dark denim jeans that Laliane called his “girl pants” and fitted Harry Potter t-shirt with an Addias track jacket over it. He was on his way into Fred’s office when he ran into something, but in all actuality it was a someone. A blonde haired girl.
He nearly sent her tumbling to the girl but he put his hands on her shoulders to steady her, a hundred apologies spilling from his lips straight away.
“I’m really sorry, I wasn’t looking were I was going.” He said.
“It was totally my fault I’m such a klutz.” She said at the same time.
He smiled and studied her for a moment; she was pretty very pretty he decided. She smiled back and flipped her hair out of her green eyes. She was dressed in the whole school girl get up the blue blazer, the skirt, the oxford shirt, and the stockings and Mary Jane’s.
“Hi, I’m Aly.” She introduced herself.
Aly, he’d heard that name before he just couldn’t remember where it was from. Getting up at seven AM and then going back to sleep before noon does that to a guy.
“Raviv, but you can call me Ricky.”
“It’s nice to meet you…Ricky.” She said extending her hand for him to shake.
He didn’t shake it instead he did something rather daring and kissed her hand. She didn’t seem disgusted by the gesture, she giggled a little.
“It’s nice to meet a gentleman,” she said.
“Consider me a prince among frogs.” He said bowing a little.
She giggled again, he wondered if they were flirting.
She bit her lip, “So, do you work here?”
“Yeah, actually…I’ve got to get to a meeting or my boss is going to blow a major gasket.” He said.
“I’m here for a meeting as well, with Mr. Savage. Do you know him?”
What a small world it was.
“He’s my boss.” He said, “I guess since we’re heading to the same meeting we might as well take the same elevator.”
“That would be good.” She smiled as they made their way over to elevator.
“And great on the environment.”
“Got to love Earth.” Aly said as they stepped inside the elevator.
“Darn tooting,” Ricky smirked as the elevator doors closed and unknowingly opening a new chapter in both of their lives.
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