Castles crumbling (Taylor Swift's little sister)

Can you feel the magic in the air? (Lizzie's first baby tooth) (Throwback 2)

You were a happy and healthy six-year-old girl. One of the girls in your classroom, Sophie, came one morning and showed everyone that she had a loose baby tooth. You were all amazed by how the girl pushed her tooth with her tongue and it moved forward, the more she prodded it with her tongue, the more it moved. Sophie was kind enough to let all the girls in the classroom touch it and feel how wobbly it was. About two weeks later, Sophie lost the tooth at recess and the teacher gave her a tiny tooth-shaped box to put the tooth in, it even had a string attached to it so she could use it as a necklace for the rest of the day and she didn't lose it. That day you came home thrilled to lose your first baby tooth. You went to the bathroom as soon as you got home, washed your hands as soon as you arrived and stepped on the toilet lid and opened your mouth, checking all of your teeth to see if any moved -even a tiny bit- but none did. From that moment you often would touch your front teeth to check if they moved, but they never did. Months passed and more and more girls were losing their baby teeth, they would all tell how the tooth-fairy was amazing: that they'd brush the tooth so it was shiny, then they'd place the tooth under their pillows before going to sleep and at the next morning they'd find money under the pillow or by their beds, a girl even got a doll.

One day you were eating an apple while watching some TV with Taylor, when you felt that one of your front teeth moved. You immediately put the apple aside and ran to the bathroom to check if the tooth was loose. Taylor, who was very invested in the movie that you were watching, turned around.

- "What's wrong, Liz? Where are you going?" The blonde said watching you run with your little legs across the living room.

- "To the bathroom, I need to check on something" you shouted sprinting as you climbed the stairs up.

Taylor was confused, she just picked from the sofa the half-eaten apple with her thumb and her finger with a bit of disgust, grabbed a plate from the kitchen and placed the apple on the plate on the table Then she climbed the stairs up, looking for you.

- "You left your half-eaten apple on the sofa, which, by the way, I think it left a stain you need to clean. What is it? Are you okay?" She said entering to your bedroom and standing outside of your bathroom.

You stepped down from the toilet and opened the door.

- "I'm sorry, I'll clean it" you said sheepishly looking up to Taylor.

- "Okay, I'll help you, but what is it?" The blonde insisted.

You took a step back and prepared to hop on the toilet lid again: - "I think I have a wobbly tooth"

Taylor stepped closer: - "Woah, really? You've gotten so big! Let me see"

- "Wash your hands first" you demanded, and Taylor laughed as she opened the tap. When she was done you pointed your tongue towards one of your front lower teeth - "This one"

Taylor frowned as it didn't move when your tongue pushed it, but she stepped closer and gently use her thumb and index to grab the tooth and tried to move it.

- "Buddy, I don't think it is loose, it's not moving" Taylor said with a soft smile as she took her fingers out of your mouth.

- "IT IS" you said trying to move the tooth with your fingers, but you didn't feel it moving. You frowned and took Taylor's hand: - "Look" you said placing her fingers again on your mouth and using your hand to help Taylor move the tooth. - "I swear I felt how it moved a bit when I bit into the apple, though" you shrugged with a sad expression.

Taylor sat you on the toilet lid and lowered herself to your height, being on her knees, but not completely on the floor, she cupped your face between her hands.