A/N: Well, I'm writing even more today. I hope you guys enjoy this...I think its way better than the original.

Adam's POV

RING! RING! RING! I heard the obnoxious ring of my phone. We weren't actually recording yet, so I told the other guys I had to check the phone. They were in their separate recording rooms, but we all had our own phone numbers for each room and a house phone number. I stood up, taking off my headset and putting the phone to my ear.

"Hello? Is this Adam Dalhberg?" A male voice asked.'

"Yup," I replied. I didn't recognize the voice, so I wondered if my phone number had been leaked somehow and this was a fan. But he sounds like an adult, so most likely not. He's also pretty professional-like... I thought, shrugging.

"Good, good. I'm calling from a Canada, and I've just found out something important..."

"What is it?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"Well, you see...We were doing some DNA tests and found that you had a twelve year old sister by the name of Ally Preece. She's your sister, and she was in the crash with your dead parents seven years ago."

I blinked, shocked. A sibling...? How? Why didn't I know? Why am I being told this now? Shouldn't they have tested for DNA years ago? Questions rapidly rushed through my brain, left unanswered. I anxiously began to speak again, "Why did you just find this out now?" was the question I decided on asking.

I had been born because of my mother's mistakes and was given up for adoption at a young age. I didn't know my parents that well. Maybe Mom wanted to give kids another chance. Of course, with another man since she doesn't have my last name... I thought, shrugging.

"Its kind of hard to explain but we were doing a check on our documents and realized that years ago a mistake had been made in the DNA tests and we decided to check again. That's what we found..."

"Well, can I be her guardian? And what are her interests? I'd like to prepare an awesome room for her!"

"Of course! You'll receive the documents in a few days or so and then as soon as we receive them we'll send her by plane to Washington, Mr. Dalhberg. However, I do not know of her interests." He replied, telling me the adoption center's phone number so I could call and ask.

I grinned, saying goodbye and hanging up. I called the adoption center, receiving a brief summary of her interests. I hung up and I sat down, putting my headset on again. "Guys. I have a sister." Silence, then chaos.

"A what?!"
"Since when?"
"A sister?"
"How?"

Rapidly firing questions filled my ears. "Guys," I began, "Calm down and allow me to explain..."

Time Skip

"So, that's everything I know," I finished.

"So, does that mean we're going to be taking care of a child?" Mitch asked through Skype, to which I replied with a yes. We canceled all of our recording schedules for the next few days to prepare for her arrival. I, however, stayed in my office/bedroom for a few more minutes to record and upload a video explaining the situation.