Just so you guys know, this is what Luke has: Body Dysmorphic Disorder - BDD

Body Dysmorphic disorder (BDD) is psychological disorder, which makes the patients obsessive about their looks. They obsess on an imagined defect in their appearance which they think makes them look ugly. They have a negative feeling regarding their appearance and that prevents them from a normal lifestyle. In spite of reassurances about their looks they look fine the patients don't understand it.

Asthma

Asthma is a disease of the lungs. The common cold or other triggers like exercise or stress can cause the airways or the tubes that carry air to the lungs to be irritated. These become narrow and inflamed, with the build up of excessive mucous and breathing becomes a problem. The asthmatic will be coughing and panting during inhalation with an uncomfortable tightening of the chest. It strikes asthmatic more at night and in the morning, so sleeplessness is often a factor that adds to the discomfort. Some chronic asthma patients become hypersensitive things such as strong smells, pollens or pollutants.
Cystic Fibrosis
Cystic fibrosis (CF) is a disease that causes the body to make thick, sticky mucus (say: myoo-kus). This causes problems in two major areas: the lungs and the digestive system.Healthy lungs produce mucus, which protects the airways and makes it easier to breathe. But for a person with CF, the mucus is thick and sticky and can clog up the lungs. This creates a place where bacteria can easily grow — and bacteria cause infections.And it's not only the airways and lungs that are affected in a person who has cystic fibrosis. Mucus-producing cells line the digestive tract, including the stomach, intestines, liver, pancreas, and reproductive organs. The pancreas produces enzymes that help digest food and hormones that help absorb sugar. When thick mucus in the pancreas clogs up the narrow passageways, it can make it difficult for people to digest food and get all the vitamins and nutrients they need.Cystic fibrosis affects more than 30,000 children and young adults in the United States. It can be mild or severe, depending on the person. To make normal mucus, the body needs a special protein. This protein is defective in cystic fibrosis, producing the thick, sticky mucus that causes problems for people with CF.

My name is Caroline "Luke" Diaz, and I'm Embry Call's new step-sister.

Okay, let me explain myself. First, let's start with my nickname. My real name is Caroline, but my middle name is Lucas, and I'm a complete tomboy, so everyone calls me Luke, which is the usual nickname for Lucas. Now, let's get on to the "Embry Call's new step-sister part."

I was born a month pre-mature, because my mom died from something whilst she was pregnant with me. There was something wrong with getting me out, so I was deprived of oxygen for about three minutes. Apparently, that affected my lungs. So now, I have Cystic Fibrosis and Asthma, which is called "CF Asthma." Not only that, but I have Body Dysmorphic Disorder (BDD), which is a psychological disorder that makes me obsessive about my looks. Not "Oh my God! My hair is messed!" –starts crying- or "Oh no! My mascara is running!" Nothing like that. It's more like I always think I'm ugly. If someone's says "Oh, Luke, you look beautiful in that dress!" I'll think no I don't, I look ugly in everything. And BDD patients are always looking into anything with a reflection because we're obsessed with making sure we look good. My dad, Connor Diaz, finds it very annoying because whenever he says I look nice, I'll reply "Dad, stop! I look ugly! This makes me look fat and my legs are too hairy!" I've never even had a boyfriend because I think I'm too heinous for anyone.

Anyway, my dad didn't even marry anyone after mom. He dated a woman named Chloie when I was six, and another one named Kirsten when I was ten, but he didn't date them for more than a month. But three weeks ago, my dad, California's highest paid lawyer, went on a business trip to La Push, Washington while I stayed with my Aunt Teresa, Uncle Will and my cousins Jay, Thomas and Carrie. He was gone for two months, and when he came back, he was married to a La Push native named Allison Call, well, Allison Diaz now.

Dad and I spent two weeks packing up our huge lake front house in Huntington Beach, California, and one week trying to sell our house. It didn't take very long. Our house was a three story (four story with the basement) lake front house on the shore of Lake Ward (A/N it's not really a lake, I made it up), with seven bedrooms, eight bathrooms (one for every room, with one in the basement), one living room, one kitchen, a four car garage, a large backyard full of grass, a huge ground pool in the backyard, a hot tube in the back patio, about thirteen palm threes in the back, a huge hedge with gives you a lot of privacy, it's two miles from the beach, and on the side of the house is a shed full of surfboards and boogie boards. In our front yard, on the grass, is my boat on a little platform, hooked up to our yellow Ford truck.

You see, I'm a competitive boat racer and I've won seven trophies, three gold medals, three silver medals, and one bronze medal (which was from my first boat race.) Not only that, but I'm a competitive surfer and a competitive swimmer. For surfing, I've won eight trophies, ten gold medals, four silver medals and three bronze medals, and, according to my best friend Kyler (who is a girl), I'm a shoe-in for a sponsorship with Mindless Reaction, a popular surfing company in California. In swimming, I've won four gold medals, six silver medals and two bronze medals.

But our house is worth a lot more, because we're leaving all our furniture in there because Allison doesn't want to get rid of her stuff and her house is too small to bring more stuff in.

We have four cars: a black Ford four door truck, a yellow Dodge Charger, a white 2012 Impala, and a blue 2012 Mustang Convertible (which is mine.) In order to get all the cars and our stuff to La Push, Aunt Teresa has to drive the Charger, I have to drive the Convertible (I'm sixteen and I have my license), Uncle Will has to drive the Impala and dad has to drive the truck, which well be towing my boat.

Oh, I almost forgot. I play acoustic and electric guitar, piano, keyboard, violin, cello and drums. I also dance and sing. I've been playing guitar since I was ten, piano since I was three, keyboard since I was eight, violin since I was five, cello since I was nine, drums since I was eleven, I've been dancing since I was two, and singing since I was three.

I pulled open the wooden doors of the shed, revealing my seven surfboards. Some were all of one colour, some had flowers painted on them, and some had different patterns in different colours. But it wasn't just surfboards. There were boogie boards of varying colours and patterns, and three rubber dinghies packed tightly in their boxes. I grabbed two surfboards and put them under my arm, then grabbed two boogie boards and held them in my hands. It took me seven minutes to load all of the stuff in the shed into the bed of the truck, twenty minutes to load all my suitcases into the trunks of the three cars, ten minutes to find my iPhone 4G, my iPod and my purse (which were all ready in my car), and five minutes to get my chocolate Lab Jonah, my little shih zue Nikita and my little Chihuahua Teehana into the cars (Jonah with dad, and Nikita and Teehana in my car.)

We were finally on the road and driving the long way to La Push, Washington where my new step-mom and step-brother were waiting.

Hope ya like it! I'll probably update tomorrow or the next day. –Cammie A.