Okay, so the prolouge was about a year ago. I still moved, and I still hated it. I still loved New York, and I still loved Matt. Just one problem.

It ALL started about 13 months ago. This wasn't a small problem. This was a huge problem. A deal-with-this-all-your-life problem.

I'm 16, and I'm sitting here with a baby. No, my mother did not remarry and have another child. This is mine.

Mom wasn't too happy. But, it's not like it's exactly her problem. Well, it is, but it's mostly mine.

Laura likes it. She likes being an aunt. Even though..she's not too thrilled when I get her to babysit for me.

Dad, Frankie and Jesse know about it. Jesse only does because he and Laura are still together. Unfortunately, Matt and I aren't..and he has no clue.

No one will tell Matt where we are..he wants to come see us..but I'm afraid he'll kill me if he finds out he's the father of my child. Which by the way, is a boy. Named Cameron Reese Ballinger.

I'm still in school..I'm almost done with my sophomore year. I've done okay, considering I don't have much time to do homework, or do anything with my new friends. But it's alright..it's better than sitting at home doing nothing.

Which is what I don't want to do tonight. "LAURA!! Pleeeeease!!!" I begged. Laura was now 18, and a senior in high school.

"Stacy, I don't know.." Laura replied.

"Laur, how often do I ask you to babysit? Please?"

"Maybe..I don't know.."

"But Laura, I have to leave in like an hour..and I need time to get ready!"

"What, are you meeting a boy or something?"

"LAURA! No way! I don't have time for boys right now."

"Well..I guess it would be alright..just tonight though..and don't ask again for like..ever,"

"FINE!! I won't..maybe.." I said and ran off to my room to get ready.

I called my new friends, Riley and Sarah..and they decided to pick me up in an hour. I said goodbye to Laura and Cameron..and we headed off to have some fun.