Did you like the last chapter? I was hoping that someone would, because my dad thinks it's good, and that's pretty sad if someone else doesn't, ya think? Umm...So, yeah, here's the last chapter before the epilogue...

Chapter 10: Rhyaleigh Simpson-Olita- Babysitting Triplets

Have you ever wondered what it was like to babysit triplets? Well, I'll let you in on a little secret: It's extremely difficult. Especially when you also have three little sisters and a brother besides. And the triplets were five months old and were very tired and hungry.

"Brailynn!" I called to my 11-year-old sister. "Come help me with Aleyah! She needs a bottle and Avery and Preston are kind of using both of my arms, so..."

"Why do I always get stuck helping you when you're the one making $50 an hour and I get nothing?" she complained.

"Here's the deal. If you feed her the bottle for me and call Mom and tell her that we're out of bags of milk, I'll give you $50."

"Okay," she said simply. As she took our whimpering baby sister out of the cradle, Aleyah stopped crying. Brailynn gently put the bottle in Aleyah's mouth. As she ate, Brailynn looked closer at her. "You know, she looks like you," my sister told me.

I smiled. "But I look like Mom, so technically, she does, too."

"Why am I the only girl in this family that doesn't look like Mom?" she said.

"You look like her, but you look more like Dad."

"Exactly. The only way people can tell that you are even Dad's daughter is by your last name. I have his eyes, his nose, his skin color, everything."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, but I can't stand it when people have to ask us if we're sisters."

"How do you think Jessa and Jersey feel when people come up to them and can't tell them apart?"

"I'd rather have an identical twin than have people ask me if I'm related to my own family."

Just then, Aleyah decided to throw her bottle across the room. Milk splattered out of the nipple. "Ley," I moaned. I put Avery and Preston in their cradles and picked up the bottle. After I cleaned up the mess, I looked over at Brailynn, whose eyes were on the sleeping baby in her arms. I looked down at the boys and saw that they, too, were sound asleep. I carried them up to their cribs and closed the nursery door. Breckin came running into the hallway with his Legos and K'nex boxes. He carried them into the playroom and began to play.

Brailynn grabbed the phone and took it to her room to call Mom. I looked in on Jessa and Jersey and saw them practicing their ballet moves. "Doing good," I said to them. Finally satisfied, I went to my own room to practice "BoyCrazy". About fifteen minutes later, I heard one of the babies begin to cry.

When I opened the nursery door, I saw Preston sitting up in his crib, crying. "Aww, what's wrong, Big Boy?" I asked as I picked him up. He lay his head on my shoulder and put his thumb in his mouth. I lay him on the changing table and opened his diaper. Yep. I quickly changed it, holding my breath as I did. Eew. Why do diapers stink so badly? I picked him back up and rocked him for a few minutes. Soon, his breathing slowed to a steady beating, and I put him back in his crib.

I went back to my room, only to have Aleyah start crying. I sighed. I went back to the nursery, changed her, and went in search of a snack. I found some popcorn puffs in the pantry, put some in a bowl and poured myself a glass of Mountain Dew. I went into the theater room and turned on the television. Not twenty minutes later, Mom and Dad walked in through the garage. They looked in at me.

"They're sleeping, and the other kids are playing. I kind of told Brai that if she helped me that I would give her $50, so you can give that to her out of my money. Other than that, things went pretty smoothly," I said to them.

Mom nodded and held something out to me. I went over to check it out, and saw that it was a letter from Epic Records. "It's for you," she said. I ripped it open, hoping that it wasn't bad.

Dear Rhyaleigh and Brailynn Simpson-Olita,

We are proud to request that you open for the MTV Video Music Awards with your group, StarPower. You will be representing our label and receiving many gifts and gift bags from us. Please respond to this letter as soon as possible, allowing us time to contact MTV and give them our act list. We thank you in advance and proudly label you as our newest artist. We hope that you can help us out and make this year's VMA's the best that MTV has ever hosted.

Sincerely,

Your Friends at Epic Records

A smile crossed my face. "We're performing at the VMA's!" I exclaimed. Mom and Dad smiled, too. I ran upstairs to tell Brailynn and call Castle-Lynn, scout, Sailer and Chaylei. We were gonna be stars! I could just see our names in lights right now...

Thanks for reading the second to last chapter! I hope you liked it! Please, please, please R&R!