A/N- I just started writing a Troypay story for High School Musical so it might take me a little longer to get chapters out now. Anyways here is the next chapter! Its still in Rickys Pov!!


It felt like days went past as I looked at my older sister Sophie. She was taller than I remember, still not as tall as I was. She looked thinner than I remember too. Sophie was 19 years old, three years older than I am. The last time I saw her was four years ago, right before she was taken in by some couple in their forty's, I was taken in by my foster parents about a year after. From what I remember the couple that had taken my sister in moved to Ohio, I never even believed for one second that I'd see her again. It had been hard to accept that, but I eventually did as best I could, but now she was standing in front of me and it was like the whole world stopped. The only person I could ever talk to was Sophie. After my dad left my room every evening after teaching me one of his "lessons" she would come in and hold me until I fell asleep. She was the only person I could count on, the only person I trusted, the only person I loved. Of course that was before I meet Amy and then had a son.

"Ricky." Sophie said, pulling me out of my thoughts. She was smiling brightly. I didn't answer, I just pulled her into a tight hug.

"I missed you so much." I whispered into her ear. I pulled away a little and kissed her forehead. I pulled back all the way to see my sister crying softly, I'm not going to lie, I was getting choked up myself. I heard Amy lightly cough behind me, I turned to look at her.

"Sorry about that Amy, this is my sister Sophie. Sophie this is my girlfriend Amy." I said. She looked at me wide-eyed, before looking at Sophie. My sister held out her hand.

"Girlfriend huh? Its very nice to meet you." Sophie said as Amy took her hand and shook it.

"It's nice to meet you too. Ricky never mentioned he had a sister." Amy said. Sophie looked at me with curious eyes.

"You never metioned you had an older sister to your girlfriend?" Sophie asked. I gulped, I knew she was going to yell at me later.

"I honestly didn't think I'd ever see you again. I would have eventually told Amy about you." I replied guilty.

"Yeah ok sure." Sophie said playfully punching me on my arm. In his stroller little Ricky started fussing. Sophie's eyes darted to the stroller and then to me.

"Yours?" Sophie asked curiously.

"Yep." I said smiling.

"Your a father, huh?" She said looking at the stroller again. "I'd never imagine that, you a father at 16." She added looking up at me.

"Well it wasn't exactly planned." I replied, rolling my eyes at her. Amy took our son out of his stroller.

"Do you want to go see daddy?" Amy cooed. I smiled, every-time the baby cried she would hand me him because he would stop crying for me.

"Hey there little stinker" I cooed. Amy threw me a look. "What a matter?" I added. He smiled at me, I smiled back. I looked over at my sister who was now intently looking at little Ricky. "Do you want to go see Aunt Sophie?" I asked, looking at Sophie. Her head snapped up to look at me. She looked nervous. I carefully handed little Ricky to her smiling.

"Aunt Sophie?" She said weirdly. "That just doesn't sound right, I'm only 19! I shouldn't be an aunt yet." She said laughing. I smiled. "So does he have a name?" She asked looking at me.

"Richard James Underwood Jr." I said proudly. She looked at me and laughed.

"You couldn't come up with anything else? I feel sorry for the kid." She said laughing. I looked over at Amy who was frowning slightly.

"Actually Sophie, Amy was the one who named him." I said. She looked over at Amy.

"I'm sorry Amy, I didn't mean anything by it, I was just joking around." She said quickly, not wanting to upset her.

"That's okay." Amy replied. I knew she was lying because she looked pissed off.

"So how old is he?" Sophie asked.

"He's exactly three months today." I said. Amy smiled from beside me and I put my arm around her and pulled her close to my side.

"Oh." She started. "It's crazy how much you've changed, I barley recognize you." She added. I looked at her curiously.

"Is that a bad thing?" I asked. She laughed at me.

"No. It's just you've grown up alot since I last saw you." She said. "Your not a little kid anymore, your not my little Ricky anymore." She added sadly. I sighed.

"I'm happy, Sophie." I said giving her a small smile. She nodded her head.

"I can see that." She said softly. "I really am happy for you." She added.

Ricky Jr. started fussing again, I quickly grabbed him out of my sisters arms to calm him down. Amy said he should be getting ready to eat so we started getting ready to leave.

"I'll stop over your foster parents house later, so we can catch up some more." Sophie said. "Its was nice meeting you Amy." She added before leaving.

The walk back home was pretty silent, once we got back to Amy's house Anne was in the kitchen making dinner. She turned around when she heard us come in.

"Ricky, there was some girl looking for you." Anne started. I nodded my head.

"My sister, she found us at the park." I replied. She looked at me curiously.

"I didn't know you had a sister." She said intrigued.

"Nobody did, apparently he doesn't think its important to tell anybody about his life." Amy said from behind me, making a bottle. I could tell she was upset with me.

"You know why I didn't tell you! I didn't think I'd ever see her again." I said. She rolled her eyes.

"That's really not a good enough reason." She snapped. I sighed, I really wasn't in the mood to fight with her.

"Look, I'm sorry okay?" I asked her. "I would have told you eventually I just didn't think it was that important, but apparently I was wrong." She slammed the bottle onto the counter.

"Yeah, you were wrong." She yelled, the baby started crying again. I groaned frustrated.

"Look I said I was sorry okay! I don't want to fight with you." I said, taking little Ricky from her arms and picking up the bottle and started feeding him.

"Whatever" She replied, going to the kitchen table to sit down.

After I feed and changed little Ricky, I wasn't about to protest to changing the baby, I wasn't in the mood to start fighting again, Anne asked me if I wanted to stay for dinner. I declined and told her that my sister was going to be coming over my foster parents house in a while and left. The real reason I didn't stay though was because I didn't want Amy and I to fight anymore today. I don't know what she was so mad about, its not like I had killed somebody and didn't tell her. She could just turn the littlest things and make them huge and then we would end up fighting about it. Just because I loved her doesn't mean she can't get on my nerves from time to time. I sighed before turning the corner and pulled up in front of my foster parents house. Sophie was currently sitting on the porch step, she didn't look good at all.


Okay another chapter finished. In my opinion this isn't the best chapter I've written but I guess it will have to do. I'm thinking about starting another Ramy story except this one will be more of a horror story, so if you guys want me to write it just let me know! R&R!

Becca!