You have absolutely no idea how painful that rehearsal was to sit through. Their individual numbers were pretty good (they were still using my songs), but then they moved on to do a group number... The only way I can explain that is you could tell there was a missing link.

How many of you people have ever watched a good friend get humiliated over something that you could do? Like say you were amazing singer, but your friend who tries out with you can't sing for her life...Well that feeling, the feeling where you are almost embarrassed for them and want to take that embarrassment away, was exactly what I felt.

And that my friend is the reason why I am in the nurse's office right now with an ice pack pressed to my forehead.

You see, I had told Jacy in the beginning of the rehearsal to not let me reveal myself as their sister in any way, shape or form. Well, I had started to hum along to the song, attempting to add the bit of Addison they were missing. So, to stop me from revealing myself, Jacy tackled me off my chair.

So sure, the girls didn't think I was their sister, but they sure did think my best friend was crazy.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! You said to stop you and..." Jacy had been apoligizing ever since it happened. Half an hour ago.

"Jacy! It's okay! Calm down!"

"Ladies! Please. This is the nurse's office!" The nurse scolded.

"Sorry." We both mumbled.

"Um, Nurse B? Can I please talk to Bailey?" I knew that voice too well. Annabelle. Crap!

"Oh. Of course Miss Cole! Go right in!" Annabelle walked in.

"Um, Jacy was it?" She asked Jacy. Jacy nodded. "Do you mind letting me talk to her for a moment?" Jacy glanced at me. I nodded and she left.

"Does she know?" She asked me in a hushed tone.

"Know what?" I asked.

"Cut the shit. You know what I'm talking about. You were always good at acting, but not lying. Addison." She knew.

"She knows. How do you know?" I was in complete shock.

"Two ways. One. I still talked to Aunt Sarah. Then, the day after you disappeared, so did she. So while the others were working with the family investigators, I hired my own. They found out a few things. Such as Uncle Dylan being very high up in the government system. High enough for him to add an eight year old girl to the system under Bailey Anderson and change Sarah Miller to Ellen Anderson. I didn't say anything or come get you, since obviously, you knew what you were doing and were in good hands. Two. Just now. I heard you humming. Your voice hasn't changed at all." My jaw dropped.

Like I said, Annabelle was my partner in crime. We told each other everything we figured out. We also saved our money. So while the others had a bunch of toy and make up and stuff, we both had piles of cash for a rainy day.

"Don't worry. I haven't told anyone. I figured you didn't want me too, and if you wanted them to know, you would have told them. Now here comes the next question, why did you leave?"

That was an excellent question. I was at the top of my game. I was the money maker. I was the name who got the name out there. So why did I leave? "Annalise." One word summed it all up.

"Ugh! What did she do now?" Annabelle shared my feelings about Annalise.

"After that show, remember when we were taking our bows. When the announcer called my name, the cheers made Annalise's look like a whisper in comparison." She nodded, "She didn't like that."

"Of course she wouldn't."

"So later, when you guys were in your dressing rooms, getting changed or showering or whatever, she had a 'talk' with me."

Flashback:

"Good show tonight sis." Little eight year old Addison said taking a can of Coke out of the cooler and turning to her eldest sister who was sitting on the couch, with that glint in her eyes. At the time, I didn't know what that glint was, now I know it was her hunger for power, mom had had it too.

"I know." She answered.

"Can you open this?" Addison asked, holding out the can.

"Of course." Annalise took the can and opened it, but set it on the table behind her (the couch was in the middle of the room).

"Um. Can I have it?" Addison asked, confused.

"No. We need to talk." Annalise stood. "Here you are with more fame and fortune then the rest of us put together. How? You're the youngest."

"Simple. I don't lie to the paparazzi and when I see fans I actually talk to them like I would anyone else... at least that's what I think it is..." Annalise had started circling her like a shark as soon as she mentioned fans.

"And I don't?"

"I don't know. I never really paid attention."

"I'm the one who brought this family into the world of fame, you know. Without me, you would be just another little girl. Average, ordinary, normal. You owe me!" Now Annalise was getting mad.

"Lise? Is sit that bad to be normal?" Addison asked.

"'Is it bad to be normal?' Hello? Normal girls don't get any of this! Normal girls can't go to concerts every night! Normal girls can't come late to school because they were out late at some club and get away with it! Normal girls..." Annalise exploded.

"...have friends! They don't come in late to school because they were out late at some club that their older sisters dragged them too! Normal girls get to hang out and go to the mall and out to a movie and not have to worry about paparazzi or fans! Normal girls don't have to get up on stage every night and perform for millions of people! Normal girls don't have to watch their every move, every word, every outfit and worry about what talk shows and websites will think about them!"Little Addison erupted. Her voice was twice as loud as Annalise's. Annalise had flinched at the beginning, but now, she was smirking at her little sister.

"Fine. If you like normal girls soooo much, why don't you go be one! Get the hell out of my sight you bitch!" Annalise yelled.

"Fine!"

Addison ran into her dressing room and changed into a pair of jeans and a open-back halter top with converse sneakers. She quickly threw a bunch of close into a bag along with some money. She stood on the vanity and climbed up onto the wide sill of a window, which she opened. She looked around outside and jumped down. She pulled the bag out after her, slinging it over her shoulder. She ran across the street and hid behind a parked car, one by one, her sisters came out the door.

"Lise? Are you sure she went home? She usually waits for us and I take El and her out to Friendly's or somewhere..." Evelyn asked.

"She said, 'I'm tired, I'm heading home. Go out to Friendly's without me.' And then she left. I'm just going by what she told me..."

"Okay then... come on El, let's go." Evelyn said, ushering Ella into a limo, still looking unsure. And then the two of them left. The other girls got into a limo that had pulled up and they left.

Addison just stood there for a minute before she pulled out her cell phone and called her aunt.

"Auntie Sarah. I need help. Can you come pick me up?" The little girl said into the phone.

End Flashback

Annabelle's first words were, "That bitch!"

"I've missed you bell!" I gave her a tight hug, which she returned.

"I can't believe she said that to you! Actually, I take that back! I can believe she would do that! But I didn't think she would keep it a secret for ten years!" She ranted as we pulled away. "We need to tell somebody!"

"No! I have an idea..." And that evil smile spread across my face.

"I know that look! Whatever it is, count me in! I've missed my partner in crime!" We both laughed.

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