LMAO! Here it is..

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Chapter One:

I had a great night. We got to see our tenth Jonas Brothers concert. We got three middle front seats. It was awsome. We watched all the others girls walk home or wait for their rides. As usual, we were the last ones. It was getting dark. "Lannie.. what time is it?" I asked. She checked her cell. "Twelve.." she replied. I groaned. We have now officially been waiting for an hour. Just then we sat headlights pull up. Getting our hopes up that it was our father, the three of us leapt up. The door opened and three figures came out. Thinking it was rapers, I stood close by my older sister, Melanie. My older sister Taylor just stood there. As the three figures came closer, I realized they were the Jonas brothers themselves. 
I breathed a sigh of relief. My throat felt really dry and sore. I tried to take big breaths, but it didn't work. I then felt the ground suddenly rush up to me. "Tristi!" Taylor called.

"Is she alive?" a little boy's voice asked. "Hush Frankie" his mom said. My eyes slowly opened as I found myself lying on the couch of somewhere. I found myself looking up at Nick, Taylor, and Melanie's faces. "Thank God you're okay Tristi!" Melanie said wrapping me in a hug. I felt completly lost. "Huh?' I asked. Taylor rolled her eyes playfully. "You fainted because you didn't get enough water" she explained. Melanie stopped hugging me. "You should've listened to us" she said. I nodded slowly sitting up. A red blanket was covering me. I then realized that I was in the Jonas tourbus. Sure enough, the entire Jonas family was there with worried faces. "Trist? Did you eat enough?' Taylor asked. I tried to remember.

I remembered coming home from school at around four. I shook my head. "No". Melanie gave me a stern look. I knew where this was going. "Please don't tell mom and dad!" I pleaded. "It won't happen again! I promise!". Melanie sighed as her stern look disappeared. 'It's just.. that I don't want to lose another sibling" she said quietly. "Eversince you were diagnosed with diabetes, I was always paying special attention to you". I noticed Nick's eyes widen. I sighed getting up off the couch. I was fully able to walk now. Mel got up. "Thank-you all for helping my sister" she said polietly. She turned to Nick. "And espcially thanks to you for carrying her as soon as she fainted". Nick nodded. "Now.. we'll be headed outside" she said walking towards the door.

Mr. Jonas blocked us. "No you don't" he said. "We're not about to let three girls go outside late at night" he said. I took out my cell and looked at the screen. "Guys.. mom called.. said she couldn't drive us home" I said. "She said that Mike promised he would". Mike was our twenty-six year old cousin. He was a drug addict. He's been to jail five times in the past month. "He's probably in jail again" Taylor said sourly. "We could drive you home" Joe piped up. I noticed his eyes were on Taylor the whole time. "Right dad?" he added. Mr.Jonas nodded. "Sure. We don't want fans of our boys' to get hurt or anything".

He sat in the driver's seat and drove off. "Melanie?" he asked. "Yes?" she asked. "Is your father by any chance, Daniel Cullen?" he asked. She nodded slowly. "Yeah.. how'd you know?". He chuckled. "We were bestfriends in college" he explained. "You guys still live in the same house?" he asked. Melanie smiled. "It's the biggest and nicest mansion you'll find there" she replied. We were all in different places. Me and Nick were alone. And so were Joe and Taylor and Kevin and Melanie. "Thanks for catching me when I fell back there" I said quietly. He nodded. "No problem" he said. it was quiet between the two of us. Not like my sisters who were laughing and chatting away with Joe and Kevin. "I never knew you had diabetes" Nick said starting a conversation.

I nodded. "Yeah.. I was diagnosed when I was ten, you?" I asked. "Fourteen". He noticed the scar almost covering my hand. "Ouch. What happened?' he asked. I looked at my scar. "M-my.. cousin.. I..I.. " I stammered before tears welled my eyes. I wiped them away. "My older brother.. Taeden.. did it. He was on drugs.. and.. hehad a knife.. I tried to stop him.. but.. he stabbed me with a knife across my hand.." I said. Nick's eyes widened. "After he saw the blood.. and my tears.. well.. he.. killed himself" I finished. Nick was quiet the whole time. "I'm really sorry for you" he said. I nodded. 'Sometimes.. life brings unwanted events" he said. I nodded again. "It's totally not fair.. but we have to deal with it and move on".

I was quiet. I understood everything he just said. "Yes.. I know.." I replied. 'How old was he?". I cleared my throat. "Seventeen. He would've been eighteen today". Things were quiet again. I never thought this would be the way I'd be talking to Nick. "We're here" Mr. Jonas said as he stopped the bus. I quickly took out my blue notebok and opened it. I ripped out a page. "Here. It's my cell number. You can add it if you want" I replied writing numbers down. I then ran out of the bus forgetting my notebook.