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IN ALL OF her sixteen years of living, Birdie was labeled as strange, and not that it made her insecure, instead, she embraced it. She liked the idea of being different since her mother had always told her different was better.
She grew up to be the only daughter of Susannah and Adam Fisher. Don't tell anyone but she had always loved her mother a bit more, especially after the divorce. Not that she hated her dad but things haven't been the same since.
She wasn't the same as her older brothers, she wasn't the type to have people pining on her and hoping that one day they'll be able to date her. She was well-known but not popular, mostly because she hopped from friend group to friend group.
Birdie was puzzling. No one knew what her next move was going to be, sometimes not even she did. In the beginning of summer, she would either sneak out to the bonfire or stay in and watch movies with the girls, it really just depended on her mood.
And she was very thankful to have her best friends, belly and taylor, by her side. Belly Conklin was like her sister and she met Taylor when Belly introduced them.
Birdie Fisher was content with her life, unbeknownst the hardships and drama she would soon have to emdure. And a cute curly head that would stay by her side through all of it.
