The Baby-Sitters Club belongs to Ann M. Martin.

I was driving to Stoneybrook. I've been driving for quite sometime now. I'm sixteen and a 11th grader at Portland Voc-Tech High School. I'm Mary Anne Spier and a resident of Stoneybrook, Connecticut for a long time until recently. I'm in Fashion Design shop. I'll be graduating a year from June and I want to attend Stoneybrook Community College to be a major in Fashion Design. I want to be a Fashion Designer while I'm in college or maybe before. I was alone since I can't have a passenger until I'm eighteen, so my stepsister, Dawn Schafer, is learning how to drive, too. She wanted to have a driver's license in California where she grew up until her mom, Sharon, got divorced back in seventh grade.

See, her mom grew up here and happened to be my dad's girlfriend in high school. Sounds exciting, huh? Then they broke and went separate ways. My mom died many years ago and Dad raised me all by himself. Sharon was still married and had Dawn as her first child. She had Jeff three years later. After the divorce, she moved her kids back to Stoneybrook all the way from California. Sharon ended up seeing Dad and married him. They're happy together now. Jeff was never happy there and moved back to be with his father.

Dad's a lawyer. When I was a tenth grader at Stoneybrook High School, he learned he was going to be promoted AND transferred to Portland, Maine. They moved there and I joined them last September The problem is that I'm very shy and get nervous pretty easily. I was very upset and angry when I found out about that. I didn't want to leave my home in Stoneybrook. Luckily, I get to visit whenever I want. I can't wait to move back there when it's time for college. I usually stay with my boyfriend, Logan Bruno, who lives on Burnt Hill Road where I used to live with my dad and stepfamily. It was Spring Vacation and was invited to spend the week in Kentucky to visit Logan's cousin, Lewis and his parents.

I also have two wonderful adopted siblings. Carlos lost his family eight years ago and Meredith Sousa-an exchange student from London, England-lost her family three years apart in a tourbus crash. Carlos took it bad, too, since he grew up across town where my best friend, Kristy Thomas, lived with her family that includes her mother, stepfather, three brothers, an adopted sister, two stepsiblings, and her grandmother. Her father returned to Stoneybrook nearly two years ago and Kristy visits him on weekends. She still lives with her family full-time. She would be with her father, stepmom, and her sister, Krystal, during Spring Vacation.

In Stoneybrook, I went over to the Brunos'. When I got there, I got out and went up to the door as I rang the doorbell.

"Mary Anne's here," said Logan's younger sister, Kerry, who is twelve.

She swung the door open excitedly.

"Hi, Mary Anne!" exclaimed Kerry.

"Hi yourself," I said as she giggled.

"Hi, Mary Anne, dear," said Mrs. Bruno.

"Hi, Mrs. Bruno," I said.

"Come on in. We'll be leaving in an hour or so," said Mrs. Bruno.

"Are we taking a taxi?" I asked.

"Mr. Thomas is nice enough to give us a ride to the airport," replied Mrs. Bruno.

"Okay. Sounds good," I said.

"Hi, Mary Anne," said Logan who was thrilled to see me as usual.

"Hi, Logan," I said.

An hour later, I got my suitcase to put it in Mr. Thomas' van. Once the others did the same, we headed to the airport. At the airport, our plane wasn't there yet. It came thirteen minutes later. Logan and I sat together. We can't wait to spend the whole Spring Vacation together. It's going to be fun. We've been going out since we were thirteen.

I take Yasmin birth control every day for about a year. See, he wants me to sleep in the same bed with him. Imagine if Dad finds out I came home pregnant? He would probably kill me for that. He used to be very strict when I was growing up until I was twelve. My life was much better after I stood up to him by proving him that I wasn't a baby anymore. In Kentucky, after we got our suitcases, we took a taxi to Lewis'. He was on front porch waiting for us.

"Hi, Lewis," said Logan.

"Hi, Logan," said Lewis. "Hi, Mary Anne."

"Hi to you, too," I said.

"What have you been up to? I haven't seen you since last year," said Lewis.

"Nothing much," I said.

"How have you been doing in Maine?" asked Lewis.

"Pretty good," I said. "I can't wait to go back to Stoneybrook to attend Stoneybrook Community College next year."

"Good for you," said Lewis.

"Thanks," I said.

"No problem. Come in. My parents went to get pizza for dinner. That's what we're having," said Lewis.

"Okay," said Logan.

"Sounds good," said Mrs. Bruno.

Mr. Bruno's brother and sister-in-law came back home with pizza. Lewis told me they ordered plain pizza with salad and garlic bread. I used to have two favorite toppings: cheese and pepperoni, but unfortunately, I can't eat process cheese because I have diabetes. It's actually brittle, but it's not a big deal. I can handle it just fine. Lewis' parents already knew, so they ordered pizza without cheese for me. But I can eat salad though. At dinner, I ate two pieces of cheeseless pizza.

"If you want to have another piece of pizza, you can," said Lewis' mom.

"Thanks, but I'm getting stuffed with two pieces of pizza. May I get another water though?" I asked.

"Help yourself," replied Lewis' mom.

That's what I did. Later, my stomach was starting to hurt. I took TUMS and it felt better. Logan and I were on the front porch looking at the stars.

"I can take you to the park tomorrow," said Logan.

"As in for lunch?" I asked.

"Yeah," smiled Logan.

"Okay. Sounds good to me," I said. "I think we should include Lewis as well."

"I was going to ask him if he wants to join us afterwards anyway," said Logan.

"Oh, okay," I said.