From Shadows to Spotlight
“I’m not trying to fit in, Vic. I’m being myself.”
“That’s our girl,” dad’s eyes flashed with pride.
"Alright, girls, let's not fight on both your first day of senior year. Orange juice, anyone?"
We nodded with a smile, and she poured me a generous amount, and I took a small sip. The tension dissipated, replaced by the warmth of family.
After breakfast, I headed upstairs to grab some things. Sophia's influence was evident in my transformed appearance. My best friend had spent countless hours helping me rediscover myself, from makeup tutorials to shopping sprees. She'd been my rock.
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