It was no surprise. My sister was at the back of the line, towering above the rest of the school's alumni. Which by the way was even more embarassing, was that I was the third in the front, with only one girl and one boy shorter than me.
Then they decided to divide the lines by boys and girls, and the girl in the front had to go to the girl's line. Not a big deal, I was not the shortest, so reliefed I was. But then:
Wait: you up in the front - the instructor said - You should go back in the line. - Oh god, just what I needed. Wouldn't be sufficient to be the runt in home, in school this was going to happen too.
The worst yet had to come: The teacher ordered us to stand in front of the opposite person of the other line: Who guesses whose one would be mine partner? Again, not surprisingly, my personal living tower of sister.
Students, I will order you to do some of physical activities with your partner in front of you. Please, act accordingly, with maximum concentration.
As I looked up across the more than 2 feet gap that separated me from my sister's evil eyes, I knew that I was in for a bad day.
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