Amy's POV

I see light coming from the window, so I know it's morning. I open my eyes completely and look around the room. I look over at John's crib and he's standing up, reaching out to me. I get up out the bed and go pick him up. He's smiling at me now. I look over at the bed and see Ricky still sleeping. He looks so peaceful and not to mention hot. "Hey John," I whisper, "Do you want to go wake up daddy?" He nods his head and smiles again.

I walk over to the bed and lay John on it. He crawls over to Ricky and jumps on him. Ricky wakes up automatically. He smiles when he sees John. "Hey buddy!" Ricky says. He looks over at me. "Let me guess. This was your idea, right?" he says while smirking. "Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't." I say. He just laughs. "I'm gonna go make his breakfast." I say and I leave the room. "Hey Amy," he says and I turn around, "Nice ass." I just smile and walk out the room. I knew these short shorts would come in handy this weekend.

It's been over 4 hours since I woke up, and John and I are back home. Ricky had to work. He said he would come over at around 6 pm so it's just me, John, and Ashley for a few hours. My mom is at the store and my dad is working also.

I thought it would be nice if we went to the beach, since it's a nice day out, so I'm in the nursery getting John ready. Ashley is in the garage getting her things. I already have my bikini on underneath my clothes. Ashley walked in.

"So Amy, what went on at Ricky's while you and John were there?" she asks me. "Nothing. We just watched John and, after he went to bed, we watched TV until we got tired. Then we went to bed too." I said. I left out the part about the almost kiss and the nice ass comment. I didn't want my annoying sister knowing all that. "Ok. Well did you guys sleep in the same bed?" she asked. "Yes." I said. "And you guys didn't do anything together?" she said. "No Ashley, we didn't. Why the hell does this all matter? I stayed at Ricky's apartment, but we didn't do anything. Why do you even care?" I say. I'm getting really irritated with her right now. "Ok fine. I believe you, but try telling dad that." She says, while walking away. I just roll my eyes. Who cares what my dad thinks? I don't.

We just got to the beach. Ashley is in the water with John. I'm tanning. Something blocks my sun. I take off my sunglasses and look up. I see a guy with light, sandy brown, shaggy hair and gorgeous green eyes. He looks about 17 and he has on baby blue swim trunks. He's super hot.

"Hi...Uhh...can I ask why you're blocking my sun?" I say. He sits down next to me. "I wanted to see what you looked like. My brother pointed you out to me. He's standing over there." He points to a guy in red swim trunks. He looks to be about 22 or so. He's talking to some girls. "He said he saw you walk over with another girl and a little boy. Is that your brother and sister?" he asks me with a cute smile. I don't know if I should tell him about John. He seems like a nice guy and I don't want him to think I'm a slut. But I also don't want to lie about my son. I just tell him the truth. "Yea, that's my sister. But that's not my brother." I say quietly, while looking down at me feet. "Who is he then?" he asks me. "He's my son, John." I say.

I look at him. First his face is shocked, then crept out, then calm. "Oh. Well how old are you?" he says finally. "I'm 17. He's 2." I say. "So you were 15?" he asks. "Yea, I was. But it was a mistake. Well, at the time it was. Now I really love him and would never change that mistake. He's my son and I took full responsibility for my actions." I say. "So his father isn't in his life?" he asks me. "No, Ricky's in his life. He takes care of him and loves him just as much as I do." I say.

We were silent for a few minutes just watching Ashley and John play in the water until he finally spoke again. "I don't want to be rude or anything, but when did you conceive him?" "Ricky and I slept together at band camp. He was going to be a sophomore and I was going to be a freshman. He was a player, but had a good act of hiding it. I fell for him instantly. But before I really knew what was going on, it was over." Well that wasn't so hard to say. "Oh. Is he still a player now?" "No, well, kind of. He still is off and on with this slut Adrian. But other than that, he's pretty much changed." I must have made a face when I said Adrian's name because now he's laughing at me. He has a cute laugh. Oh, snap out of it Amy. You know you love Ricky. Stop trying to find someone else to replace him and just tell him. I really hate my mind right now. It's always right.

I lightly smack him on his arm and tell him to stop laughing. "Sorry, it's just, you really don't like this Adrian girl, do you?" he asks me. "Honestly? No. I don't. She's so rude to him. She cheats on him all the time and she doesn't love him, but he still goes back to her anyways. It's so frustrating. I hate her." I say.

After a few more minutes pass, he asks me another question. "Do you love him?" "Love who?" I say confused. "John's father, Ricky." He says. Should I tell him I do? What if he really likes me and I ruin it because I tell him I love Ricky? Then what? Will he leave and never tell me his name? I really can't take this pressure. But I really don't like lying anymore because it will get you nowhere in life, so I just tell him the truth again. "Yes. I love Ricky Underwood." "Wait, Ricky Underwood?" he asks me. "Yes. Why? Do you know him?" I say. I'm getting crept out. Why did he say Ricky's name like that? "Yes I know him. Ricky Underwood is my cousin."