Ricky sat on his bed in his room thinking about a lot of things. "I have to be very careful," he told himself. "I can't let anything go wrong, especially because my dad is counting on me." He went to his cupboard and took out a bottle that was half full. He stared at the contents of the bottle and recalled how his dad had asked him to make sure he never let his guard down. He opened the bottle and emptied the contents into his mouth.
Just as Ricky came out of his room, he saw Stanley standing by the entrance of Miley's room, staring at him. He stared back at Stanley who was thinking, "could he be my brother? I can't believe I used to hate him so much and I used to think the worst of him. Now that I'm here, he's so nice to me. Why is he so nice to me? Is there something he knows that I do
