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::Knock Knock::
"Who is it?"
"It's me Avery. Jessie, can I come in and talk with you please?"
Jessica was in her hotel room, sitting on her bed looking at things. She wasn't in the mood to have company, yet she told her younger sister that she could come in. She cleared off a spot on the bed to that Avery could sit down next to her.
"So what was it that you so desperately needed to talk to me about," Jessie asked.
"Ok, well you first have to promise me that you won't tell anyone… not dad, or mom… or even Zoë. Do you promise?"
"Yeah, I promise. You didn't go out and steal something or do anything illegal did you?"
"No, of course not!"
"Well then, what is it?"
"Well for a while I haven't been feeling very well. My side and stomach are always hurting. Then when I woke up today and got dressed, I noticed that I had these weird sports on my stomach. The spots look almost like a rash," Avery said as she lifted up her shirt so Jessica could see what she was talking about.
"Avery, I think that you should tell mom about this. IT might be something serious."
"Well, she is just so busy with everything, that I don't want to give her another thing to have to worry about."
Jessie got off of her bed, took her sister by the arm, and dragged her to where their mom was. She banged on the door until her hand was numb-then realized that the door was unlocked. She marched in, still holding onto Avery.
"Mom?"
"What is it Jessica?"
"Avery has something to tell you," Jessica said letting go of her 'victims' arm.
