Am I going Crazy?

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Emma's POV
I wake up to the sound of my moms annoying voice. Mom: Emma! Get your behind up. I jump out of bed quick and jump into shower. I curl my dark brown hair and put lip gloss on my pink lips. My lip gloss goes with tan skin. Slipped my tights on over my butt and wrapped my red plaid shirt on my hips. Put my tank top on with my leather jacket. Put my beanie on, slipped on my hoops, and put my sunglasses on with my black boots. I haven't figured what I am yet. I'm pretty much a little bit of everything. I'm tomboy because I skate, I'm a jock because I can play basketball, I'm a nerd because I'm the smarts one in my class, and I'm a fashionista because I'm the second best dresses at school minus my friend Elizabeth. Her name is a Elizabeth but I call her Lizzy. I only call her Elizabeth when Im mad. She is a just like me. We both love this group Kalin and Myles. She's obsessed with Kalin. She thinks he's hot and dreamy. To me their both ok. I run down stairs and find Lizzy talking to my mom. She was looking cute as always. She was holding her board her right arm. I grabbed my board and said: Ok bye mom. Love you. I gave my mom a kiss the cheek and pulled Lizzy out the house. I live in California. We road our boards to school because it's just down the street. We got to school. Lizzy and I put our boards in our lockers. We get our books and walk to class. -It's lunch- The lunch bell rings. I jump up out of my seat and grab Lizzy's hand. We get a table outside. Were talking when the jock of the school comes and sits next to me. His name is Steve. Steve: Hey um Emma since your like everything do you know your gender. I answer: Yea girl. Steve: Are you sure? Me: Yea. Positive I have boobs. Lizzy: Get off her back jerk. Steve: Liz. He winks at her and walks away. I don't understand. I feel we are just as pretty why doses she get more attention than me. But I'm not gonna worry. I feel I'm pretty and I don't wanna ruin my life and go for jerks like that. Lizzy: Hey guess what? Me: What? Lizzy: I got us tickets to Kalin and Myles concert. Me:Oh really. I don't care. I say with a fake happy smile and attitude. Lizzy: To bad you have to go. I'm making you. Me: Really? Lizzy: Yep. I stand up and She pulls me to class.