Dahvie's POV: I was about to re-dye my hair, when my phone started ringing. I look at the number and quickly answer it. "Hello, is this Dahvie Vanity?" A mans voice asked. "Yes. Is everything alright?" I ask in return. "Yes, Dahvie. Everything is just fine. In fact, I believe your sisters ready to come home. She will be on an anti-depressant though, and I'm also prescribing she listens to a lot of positive music," he tells me. Wait, music? "Umm...music?" I ask. "Yes. She has surprised us all here. You see, she has such a strong passion for it, it seems that it determines her mood. She was singing a few songs with a positive message behind them today, and she was clearly better than I've ever seen. And to my surprise, it was all rock music," he tells me. "I see," I say, then talk for a few more minutes and hang up. I call out to Jayy and tell him it's time to pick up the trouble maker, and we race out to the car. Katie's POV: My nurse walks in, holding a stack of black clothing, with my Converse high tops on top of the stack. She passes them to me, and says, "You ready to go home today?" I smile and nod enthusiastically at her, as I grab my shirt, and quickly change into it. She walks out and I slip into my skinny jeans, then my hat and socks and shoes. Under all the clothing though is a note from my nurse on a makeup bag. Dear Katie, Your brothers have asked I give you this. Take care of yourself, girly. I know you'll do great. :) Nurse Annabelle. I smile at the note, then look in the bag. Inside is my makeup, comb, and an MP3 player. I turn the MP3 on and find all my favorite songs on it, then press play. I sigh as Nickelback's Lullaby begins to play, and sing along while putting on my makeup. Once done I head out, to meet up with my brothers.