Wow, everyone I'm really sorry for not updating, but I finally got back into this story! I'm hoping to write a lot more!!!

Just so everyone knows, the stuff that I write in this story probably isn't true, I'm just making it up. But I read in Star magazine the stuff about his mother being a waiter so I went from there. Enjoy!

I ran home as fast as I could, the magazine in my hand. I was angry. No, not angry, furious! How could my own mother keep something like this from me?

I could hear Patrick and Jessica calling after me, trying to get me to slow down. I didn't. I kept running, the more I heard them the more I ran.

"Cody slow down!!'

"Come on Chris we can't run that fast."

They followed me all the way home, and walked into my house behind me. "Mom?" I shouted. "Mom are you home?" I didn't get an answer so I checked the garage; her car wasn't there. I ignored my friends trying to get my attention and ran up to her bedroom, looking in her bedside drawers and other places where she hid videos and pictures I've never seen.

"Cody will you please talk to us?" Jessica asked. I looked back at her and didn't answer. "Cody!"

"What Jess? What!" I shouted and turned around. "I might possibly have a little sister that nobody told me about!"

"But I thought you knew who your dad was?" Patrick asked.

I thought back, my mom never told me my dad's name. Whenever she would talk about him she would just say things like, 'you're father' or 'you're dad', never his actual name. "No." I answered plainly.

"Cody I think you should just wait until your mom gets home and talk to her about it. Just confront her and ask. We'll be right here beside you."

"No, you guys can't be here. There is more of a chance of her telling me without people around. Thanks guys but I think this is something I have to do on my own." They nodded and went home. I told them I would call once I got this whole thing figured out.

After searching through my moms things, which probably wasn't such a good idea, I realized my mom kept nothing of my father. No pictures, videos, notes, nothing.

I decided to do some research on google. I typed Miley Cyrus' long lost brother into the search bar. A couple of addresses came up but none were about me. Next I tried, Christopher Cody. Again, I got a bunch of pictures and websites of random guys who had that same name. The last thing I tried was, Christopher Cody Cyrus. I knew that wasn't my name, but I bet that's what the tabloids thought it was, which is stupid because then I wouldn't be a lost brother now would I?

A couple pages came up. Some were forums talking about me and some were magazine websites like People and Star. I clicked on and found an article about myself, stating about the same thing the magazine did.

Christopher Cody…Cyrus?

That was the title. I kept reading down the page, and came to find out that they knew more about me. They now knew I lived in Myrtle Beach. I also found out Billy Ray and Miley both wont comment on this subject. I wonder if Miley even knows about me? I wonder if Billy Ray does? Maybe my mom never told him about me!

These thoughts kept circling my mind all throughout the day.

At about 5:30 that night, my mom came into the house with her hands filled with groceries. She said hello but all I did was look at her. "Can you help me with these bags, Chris?"

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"You have a lot of explaining to do mom. Sit down."

She gave me a confused look. "What's this all about?" I threw the magazine article at her. She glanced at it then put it down.

"I don't know what they're talking about."

"Mom, you're lying I can tell! You can't fool me! Now why haven't you told me about this? My dad's Billy Ray Cyrus? And Miley Cyrus is my baby sister?!?" I was starting to get angry again. Now it was her turn to ignore me as she put the groceries away. When she was finished she looked at me and sighed.

"I know this would happen someday, I just didn't think it would be now."

"I'm guessing you weren't expecting Miley to become a big superstar then huh?"

"Listen Cody," She sat me down at the kitchen table. "Back then, Billy Ray and I met at a restaurant, I was his waiter and we hit it off. I knew he was a country star and we got a hotel room, and well…"

"Ugh, okay thanks!" My mom laughed at me.

"When I told him I was pregnant he didn't believe me. I went to get a DNA test to prove it was him but he didn't want anything to do with me. By that time he was already dating Tish."

"Miley's mom?" I asked, she nodded in return. "But why didn't you ever tell me?"

"I'm not quite sure, but I didn't want the tabloids to get you or for you to go to them just to get money. I don't know Christopher, and I'm sorry." She kissed my head.

I didn't say anything to her for hours. After that, I went up to my room and stayed there until I was ready for bed.

She knocked on my door as I was climbing into bed. "Great way to start the summer huh mom!" I said very sarcastically.

"Are you alright?"

"No, not really. I'm kind of upset with you mom."

"Christopher I'm very sorry. I should have told you, I know that." She said as she came over and sat on my bed.

"I know mom, but if you really want to make it up to me there's one thing you can go."

"What is that?"

"Let me go see them."

So like I said before, nothing is real, and I'm not him and I don't know him personally. I'm just a Miley fan who has heard about this kid and decided to write a story about him!

I hope you all liked this chapter! Next chapter he might go to LA and meet the Cyrus'

Review! :)