A/N: Hey! Thanks for all your reviews!

Me- Thanks for all your tips! You're going to find out why Becky isn't in this story in this chapter. Thanks again!

WLiiAfanatic- Thanks! DJ was just teasing her sisters when she said that.

Enjoy this next chapter!

"DJ!" yelled a voice that sounded like Stephanie's. "I need help with this problem on my homework!"

DJ sighed. She was doing her homework in the kitchen when Stephanie called her. "Alright, I'm coming!" she replied. She walked up the stairs to their room. (A/N: I'm not sure if DJ had her own room at this age. I think she had it around 15?)

"What is it?" DJ answered to Stephanie's call.

"Oh, nevermind. I figured out the problem already." Stephanie answered, smirking. Another voice called DJ's name.

"DJ!" Michelle called.

"Hang on Michelle! I'll be right there!" DJ replied. She turned back to Stephanie. "Steph, that wasn't very nice! I know you called me just to make me walk all the way up here."

"Who me?" Stephanie answered innocently. "Who would do such a thing!"

"Whatever." DJ groaned and rolled her eyes. She started heading towards Michelle's room.

"What is it Michelle?" She said, standing at Michelle's doorway. "OH MY GOSH! Michelle! What on earth are you doing!" DJ said, looking at the mess Michelle had done with a board game.

"I'm playing Momopoly!" Michelle replied, obviously pronouncing Monopoly wrongly.

"Michelle! I told you not to get into my board games!" DJ said, sighing. "Now help me clean this up. If dad were here, you would've been in big trouble."

"Ok, ok." Michelle said, throwing the little game pieces into the box messily.

"Michelle, don't throw." DJ said calmly. "Place the pieces 'gently' in the box. Like this." DJ said, as she showed Michelle what to do.

"Whatever, I'm outta here." Michelle said, running out of the room.

"Ok, I admit it. Maybe this babysitting thing isn't such a good idea." DJ started thinking to herself. "If only Becky hadn't gone back to Nebraska to visit her family. She would've been a big help!"

"DJ!" Stephanie called from their room, again.

DJ groaned. "Ugh, I can't believe I'm saying this, but, I think I need Kimmy's help."

A/N: Ok sorry, another short story. Well please REVIEW! I'll try my best to make the next chapter a little longer.