"Uh, hey, guys," I said, nervously.

"You're pretty!" the one with the helmet yelled and I blushed.

"Um...thanks? Who are you guys?"

"I'm James."

"I'm Kendall."

"I'm Logan."

"I'm Carlos."

"Hey, James, Kendall, Logan, and Carlos."

"Dogs, stop bugging Kaylee! You need to get back to recording me a hit!" Gustavo almost screamed (sorry i did the best i could at being Gustavo. im sorry if it was an epic fail!)

"OK, Dad, chill. Geez, you're always so angry all the time." I said and the guys "oohed" and Gustavo's face turned a bright red.

It was 8:00pm that night and I was grounded. Already. NIce job, Kaylee. I was in the room that I had stayed in while I was younger.

The silence echoed throughout the mansion, and that was when I realized that I was completely alone (Gustavo went out for some work thing).

"KAYLEE!" Gustavo screamed up the stairs. I guess not. "Your mother's on the phone!" I picked it up.

"Kaylee, hi! How are you doing?"

"Okay, I guess. Why did you call?"

"Oh, no reason. Just to check up on you and tell you that we all miss you very much."

"What, so you're not mad anymore?"

"Oh no, I'm still very much angry at you. Your siblings, however, are not. Here's Sam."

"Hey, sis! How are you doing up there with Dad, sucker?" My little sister, Sam mocked. "I just wanted to let you know how great its veen here without you! You should've tried to kill Max years ago!"

"I did not try to kill Max! I just...accidentally caught the house on fire and he just so happened to be in the house when it happened!"

"You have your words, and I have mine."

"Did you just want to talk to me to tell me how good your life has become without me?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"Then, goodbye. Put Max on."

"Hi, Kaylee!"

"What's up, little brother?"

"Nothing, really, except thinking about how it sucks here without you! Things are so boring! Plus, Sam is being extra mean to me, and Steve and Mom are drinking extra." I frowned. I had forgotten, now that I had gone, Max and Sam were left to deal with my mother and stepfather's constant drinking, beatings, and neglect. Yeah, my life sucks.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Maxxy...I wish I could be there." He sighed.

"Me, too. Oh, Steve's home, gotta' go." Then the phone went dead.