I'm not the type to get into school drama, or join the yearly talent show, or any social interaction in all. It's always been like that ever since my dad died.
At school the students are divided into groups, the popular and cool, the nerds, the artsy kids, the drama's, the weirdos, the special needs, the just chill kids, and the jocks.
I don't fit in with any of the categories. My grades are decent, I don't enjoy athletics but I'm not bad at it, I'm not weird or anything, I'm not cool or chill either, and I'm most utterly not popular. I'm... in the middle..My name's Spring Bucklewood, I'm 16 and I'm in the 11th grade. I would say my name fits me perfectly. Spring is not too cold and not too hot. Not too wet and not too dry. It's in the middle.
I never really take the time in the morning to check my reflection like my sister Scarlett does. But I'm smart enough to know I have strawberry blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and freckles. I'm a mixture of my mom and dad, mom has blonde hair and bright blue eyes, while dad has dark brown hair and freckles.
While each of my sisters resembles one of my parents, my older sister Scarlett resembles mom identically, and my younger sister Layla resembles dad but with no freckles and darker hair.
Scarlett's 18 and is in her last year of high school, she isn't doing too well though. She's in the popular group at our school, and spends most of her time fixing her makeup and looking pretty.
Layla is 15 and is in 10th grade. She's also a genius and has gotten many awards for her academic achievements. She doesn't fit into the nerd section though she's more of the chill people. She still has many friends but she is not in the popular group like Scarlett.
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The middle girl
General FictionWhen Spring Bucklewood is the middle child of her two sisters, it's always been like that. When Spring was 11, she lost her father whom she was very close to due to him committing suicide. Eversince since then Spring had to struggle on her own while...