August 27th

Dear Diary,

I guess I should tell you who I am. My name is Brooke Marie Hyland. I'm a dancer my favorite style is acro and I like to think I'm pretty good. I'm 15, I have brown hair and I'm short.

My mom gave me this diary after the first season of dance moms finished and told me to write down everything that I was feeling. I thought that idea was stupid and I vowed never to write in it, but… I need someone to talk to. Someone that won't judge me or ridicule me. I just need someone to listen.

"I would have listened to you Brooke." Paige cried. "Why didn't you talk to me?" Chloe placed a comforting hand on Paige's shoulder and she continued reading.

I guess I could have talked to Paige but… I'm scared. Scared of what she might think of me. I'm her big sister. I'm the one that she comes to when she feels sad and I wipe away her tears, I'm supposed to be the roll model (That's what Abby keeps telling me 'You're the oldest, be the roll model Brooke')so how can I tell Paige what I'm feeling? What if she never thinks of me the same again? I don't think I can take that. So I opted for the easier option, you.

Maybe writing my feelings down will help. ...Maybe…

Love

Brooke

That was the end of the first diary entry.

"I wouldn't have thought of her differently." Paige told Chloe. "I would have tried to help her, she's my big sister I love her."

Chloe pulled her twinnie into another hug "I love her too Paige, I do."

"Its getting late. You should probably go home." Paige mumbled into Chloe's shoulder.

"Are you sure you're okay?" She asked.

Paige shook her head. "But I'll be fine. Go."

Reluctantly Chloe nodded her head and started to get up. "Promise you won't read anymore without me?"

Paige nodded her head. "I promise, I wouldn't want to do this alone anyway."

"Are you going to dance tomorrow?" Asked Chloe. Paige thought about it for a while then shook her head.

"Its to hard. Maybe next week." Chloe nodded and got up stopping at the door to look back at her friend one last time staring at the diary with a distant look in her eyes. Then Chloe turned to leave closing the door behind her.

Once Chloe left Paige got up from her place on the floor and walked to Brooke's room diary tight in her hand. When she entered Brooke's room she didn't look around. She didn't look at the pictures that hung on the walls. She didn't look at the trophies that sat on the floor in the corner. She didn't look at the crowns that sat on the shelves. No she didn't look at any of that. If she did she would be reminded of all the memories she had of Brooke and Paige didn't want to remember she wanted to forget. If she forgot it would be easier.

So instead Paige set her eyes on Brooke's bed and didn't take them off the bed until she placed the diary back in its hiding place under her pillow. Then she closed the door behind her and didn't look back.