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

*note- This story is dedicated to my family and friends who are diabetics, so don't think I'm adding diabetes because of Stacey*

I was at a mall and I was kept going to the bubblier because I have been thirsty all day.

"You're getting water again?" asked Kayla.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Something must be wrong," said Kaylee.

"I know," said Kayla.

I got breathing issues and it's a pain.

I'm Mary Anne Spier and I'm 14 years old. I attend Stoneybrook High School for ninth grade. I was drinking water all day during the school day, too, and my teachers didn't like that too much- especially during class. The English teacher was the only one who was letting me doing that. She was quite concerned about me when she noticed I left the class three times at the end of the school day. She alerted the other teachers in case I do it again tomorrow.

When Kayla realized I did that three to four times back while we were at the mall, she said, "I think we should go home. I'm getting worried about you now."

"I'll be okay," I said.

"We can also get a snack to take a break," said Kaylee.

"Good idea," I agreed. "I'm starting to get a headache."

We went to the food court to get some popcorn. But I had a sandwich: I was hungry. My headache went away when I ate a sandwich.

"Feel better now?" asked Kayla.

"A little," I replied. "I'll buy a bottle water in case I get thirsty again."

"Good idea," said Kaylee.

That's what I did.

But I was starting to feel dizzy, too. When we were done, Kayla called her mom to bring us home and she told her what was happening.

"It's better than walking in case you lose your balance," said Kaylee.

"I know," I said.

At home, I was on the couch with another headache when Dad and Sharon came home from work. Meredith told Dad about what was happening at school.

"I know. Her English teacher called to tell me. I wonder how she made it out at the studios," said Dad.

"I'm not sure. She's in the living room," said Meredith.

"Kayla told me that she kept getting water at the mall. She and Kaylee were getting worried about her," said Dawn. "And, she developed a headache afterwards and they had a snack. And, she felt dizzy."

"I'll go see her," said Dad as he came in and noticed I was asleep. "She must be tired."

"You should call her doctor to tell him about this," said Sharon.

"I did and he said she can go see him tomorrow before school," said Dad. "I have a meeting, so she can go on her own."

"Okay," said Sharon.

Later, I was starting to get a headache again. Dad already told me I was going to see Dr. Wellington tomorrow before going to school. Oh, good. I was told I was going alone since he's got a meeting.

In the middle of the night, I couldn't breathe, but somehow felt better after I used my inhaler. However, I felt dizzy again while I was going for water. I thought I was going to pass out.

"Are you okay, honey?" asked Dad who noticed that.

"I'm feeling dizzy," I replied.

The next day, I was still dizzy, so Dad decided to skip the meeting to take me to see Dr. Wellington.

"Your father was telling me you kept getting water during school," said Dr. Wellington.

"Yes, I was still like that at the studios," I said. "I also got a headache. I'm also tired. I fell asleep yesterday at home when I came back from the the mall. I was hanging out with Kayla and Kaylee. I felt dizzy."

"I skipped the meeting to take her here because I didn't want anything to happen to her while her way to you," said Dad.

"I don't blame you," said the doctor. "Do you mind if I check your blood sugar?"

"Sure," I replied getting worried on what he was going to say.

Sure enough, when he told me I got diabetes, I was shocked and started crying while Dad was taking my hand.

"How could I have diabetes? I'm not overweight," I said.

"That's Type 2 Diabetes, your type is different. Being tired, thirsty, and a headache are the signs of diabetes. Dizziness can be another sign sometimes. Your blood sugar was over 200 mg/dl," said Dr. Wellington.

That got me terrified. He gave me a prescription of insulin. I was going to use Analog. He gave me advice how to handle my diabetes. That made me feel comfortable.

Dad ordered it before we left. I was glad I found out what was wrong with me. We picked up everything I needed.

On the way to school, I was quiet.

"You're quiet," said Dad.

"I'm just nervous about this, especially in school. I'm glad what was wrong with me though," I said.

"I'm glad, too," said Dad. "I'm glad you'll make out fine."

At school, I was still scared and nervous. At lunch, I told the lunch lady about my diabetes. She was cool about it. She has diabetes, too. I didn't tell my friends anything about my diabetes. I decided to tell them during the meeting today.

After school, at home, I was in my room doing homework when Dad, who got out of the meeting early, knocked on my door as he came in. Dawn was baby-sitting until five.

"How did you made out today?" asked Dad.

"I'm nervous about this," I said. "I didn't tell anyone yet, I was planning to do so at the meeting so all the girls can be involved so they'd know what's going on if something goes wrong."

"I promise you'd do just fine," said Dad. "I'll be happy to help if you need me."

"Okay, great, thanks," I said.

"And, I bet your friends will support you when you need them," said Dad.

"Me, too," I said.