NOTE: This is my second story so don't be horrible when reviewing but telling me how to improve and things like that is fine it will be taken on board. If you don't like don't read. Ok hope you enjoy it.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters only the BBC do.

Ricky's POV Is this house ever silent? The kids answer that for me. I look at my tea it's vibrating violently. "Whit turn that bloomin racket down!"
"It's art!" Whitney replies.
I shake my head but can't help smiling. All I ever wanted was a proper family with kids and I've got that. Even though Liam and Tiffany are only mine I'm still like a father to the others. I heard footsteps they belonged to Bianca's I looked up. Does she ever take that pink jacket off? It makes me grin? I feel like an idiot when she's around. I jump slightly at the loud slamming of the door. She was always one for a dramatic entrance I remember the first time she met my mum. I shake the memory out of my head. "So what you grinning like a looney for?" she asks.
I lean back on my chair trying to think of something smart to say. I make a grab of my cup of tea which looks like it is dancing because of the thumping music. "Oh just thought of something funny."
I take loud gulps of my tea. It's not long before I notice a wetness spreading over my shirt.
"Ahh bloody tea ruined me favourite shirt"
I sprint towards the sink and get the taps running it sprays me even more. I push the wet hair out of my face. When I open my eyes again I notice that Bianca's gone. Just like she's disappeared into thin air. Of course she's not really gone; I can hear her laughing her head off at me while going up he stairs. A small figure quietly enters the kitchen.
"You alright there Tiff? How was school?"
"Boring I don't think the teachers are teaching us properly. Can I have a drink?
I reply while towelling myself dry, "Sure go ahead hun and help yourself to what you like from the fridge."
I sit down heavily on one of the kitchen's chairs, first checking that there wasn't any stray pieces of toast stuck to the bottom. I let my mind wander for a bit. I think a bit about Bianca. I don't know why. I mean we're just friends right? I get distracted by a huge burp. I look at Tiffany.
"What TIFF don't drink the larger!"

Sorry if it was a bit short please review and tell me what you think then I'll write more :) xxxxxx