KARLA'S POV My fondest memory was when I was sixteen. It was that age when all the girls my age were having sweet sixteen birthdays and were getting ponies, fake or not, from their families. I had been invited to a couple out of pity. I even got invited to one because my brother, Lucien, was friends with the birthday girl's older sister. Of course, I had started my training then, and I wasn't doing so well in the breast department. In fact, it seemed like I was the only girl that was still wearing training bras. I had muscles instead, like the boys, and I wore pants instead of cute skirts and tops. Of course, the boys ignored me, and the girls didn't want to be friends with the girl that had muscles instead of breasts. I tried to act nonchalant and uncaring, but I really wanted a sweet sixteen too, and I didn't know how I was going to tell my parents. I was really depressed, and I think Mother noticed how withdrawn I was getting. Her first guess was that it was a boy, hence her adv
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