Chapter 7

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It's the second day of school and I already have homework in three of my classes! High school already sucks! Algebra 1 is giving me a headache! So is physical science. How do people do this!? My sister Aced all of her classes. Straight A's every year. I could never do that. I'm an ABC student. Meaning I get a mix of A's, B's and C's. Go me. I'm average while Amanda is valedictorian. I feel like a disappointment. I'm a loser compared to Amanda. No wonder my mom says I need to be more like her. At least there is one thing I can do that she can't, and that's singing. She sounds like a walrus every time she tries. "Avery, you got it good." She said to me one day. "How?" I asked. "You can sing. It's a gift. Use it." That's why I joined chorus class. I'm using my "gift" just like she told me too. I'm even auditioning for the school talent show. It's not like I'll actually get in though. I feel like chorus is the only class that I can truly be myself in. It wasn't like that at first, but now people there don't see me as Amanda's little sister. They see me as Avery, one of them. It feels nice to finally belong.

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