Ok, here's the sequel to Dreams Come True! Hope you like it! NOTE: you WILL be confused with this one if you don't read the other one first, so… I suggest for those of you who have not read Dreams Come True to read it before starting on this one!

Chapter One: Thomas Camden- Life As I Know It

The baby cries all the time… I never get any sleep. And I'm only fourteen years old! Zach sits on the bed next to me and mumbles under his breath. "Does she ever stop?" he said.

"Zach, your room is farther away from the nursery than mine. Why do you always complain? I'm the one who should be complaining," I replied grumpily. "She's right next door. You should hear her from here and then wonder why I always fall asleep in Geometry class."

Just then, as if somehow on cue, the sharp cries of my new sister rang throughout my room. I kind of liked it better with just Morgan and Gabriella around, coming into my room to hog my computer so they could play games. Not only does that still exist, but now there is added stress with Claire in the next room, crying. I love her, but it's just so hard getting used to having a new baby around. I wish she would just… I don't know, be quiet even just for a few hours so I could sleep. Everyone at school is worried about me, just because I have bags under my eyes… and then when I tell them why, they just laugh anyway. It really ticks me off…

Mom comes barging into the room, looking for Gabriella's baby doll. I'm so sick of that word…baby. It just makes me cringe, you know? I tossed the doll out from my closet, where I am trying to find my other sneaker. Mom sticks her head in, looking concerned. I just stare at her, too tired to say anything.

"Tommy, are you alright?" she asked after a few moments.

"No," I sighed. "I'm too tired for anything, especially school. Won't she ever stop?"

"She will, but it might be a few months yet. She's still too little to understand that she is keeping the whole house up. She doesn't know any other way to get our attention."

"Can't she just… hurry up and grow up? She keeps me awake. I haven't gotten an ounce of sleep since you brought her home from the hospital."

"Oh, Tommy, she'll grow up, I promise. Look, I'm taking her to see Aunt Mary today if you want to stay home and sleep."

"Great," I replied, turning out my light and laying down. The last thing I remember is my head hitting the pillow… I was sound asleep.

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The next thing I know, I am looking at my alarm clock. 10:34 am… Friday, April 2nd. Friday! I stayed home yesterday, I thought to myself. That's when I realized the empty feeling in my stomach. I was extremely hungry. I got up out of bed and looked at myself in the mirror. I still had on the same clothes that I had put on yesterday morning. The bags under my eyes had disappeared, and I didn't feel tired anymore.

I heard a shuffling of feet behind me. "Good morning, sleepyhead," Mom said, smiling at me. "You were still sleeping, so I didn't want to disturb you. Breakfast is waiting for you in the kitchen. I thought we'd take a day off, so I left Claire with Aunt Mary and let you sleep. You want to go see a movie or something?" she asked.

Confused, I said, "What day is it?"

"Friday."

"But I stayed home yesterday, right? Why am I home today?"

"You slept for 14 hours," she replied.

"14 hours!" I exclaimed. "Christa's gonna shoot me," I mumbled.

"She called last night, and when I told her that you were sleeping, she said that you would have to get over that because someday you two are gonna get married and have kids, and she's not gonna be changing all those poopy diapers alone," Mom said laughing.

"You did what?!" I exclaimed. She kept smiling.

"She's right, you know," Mom said.

"Yeah, well, she's gonna get over it because I'm never gonna have kids," I grumbled.

Mom laughed again. "Sure you will. Just you wait and see."

"I'm not. Ever," I said, heading for the kitchen. Mom just kept on grinning, like she always does when she teases me.

I sat down and began to eat, thinking about how I was going to spend the rest of my day, plus the weekend. Movies, Times Square, dinner at the most expensive restaurant in town, all with my beautiful girlfriend holding my hand… Yeah, life was perfect… well, almost.

Wow, that was strange… I've never typed anything that fast before… oh, well… hope you liked it and I am hoping for some reviews…. Thanks!  Sharayah a.k.a. "Princess" (that's what my name means…)