So, as Emma flipped the TV on, she grabbed herself a coke from the fridge. She was pretty thirsty for some reason that she didn't know of.
She thought of her brother, Dennis, who had absoultely no problem being loud and annoying...and just plain...fitting in.
And she thought of her sister, Maria, who was popular, and the whole works.
But she didn't care about popularity. All she wanted to do was just talk normally, like everybody else did. Not be nervous, or nothing.
This was supposed to be the year, she told herself.
But she had no doubt that it would be like any other year.
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