After doing a sound check for the show, that would start at ten, I sat at a designated table behind a roped-off area labeled band only and began to sip my room temperature water. Being only nineteen, I wasn't able to drink alcohol or sit at the bar. The venue had only booked me under those strict orders, even though it didn't stop my bandmates from slipping me shots and drinks throughout the night.

"Holy shit, dude, isn't that your sister?" The lead guitar player, Carl, asked, sitting down next to me.

His reaction wasn't unjust, as she got that reaction a lot. Just because she was my sister didn't...