Brother

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So here's the thing: my brother and I are both band nerds. And that's cool. Except all my friends love him. He sits with me and my friends at lunch. When my mom hear this she looks at me and asks "Aw Veronica l, is Stephen highjacking your friends?" My answer: no. He did that three years ago when he got into symphonic band in middle school. To this my mom replies "so your friends are keeping you around to get to him?" I just shrugged. I didn't know.

Well I've been thinking about it and maybe she's right. The band had a party type thing recently and I decided to go but he didn't want to. As soon as I got there people were asking when he was. "He didn't come." "He didn't want to go" after the 6 or 7th time, I said "maybe I should make a public announcement. Stephen didn't come." It was frustrating. Like no he didn't come. But I'm here. Isn't that enough. None of them said hey to me. Just "where is Stephen?" No compliments on my costume (it's a costume party and I was a Pink Lady).

Well today I got more questions about Stephen. Like I'm not the information highway for my little brother. I'm not Stephen's google.

So now I am debating if people hang out with me for me, or for my brother. I have been going through a list of all my "friends" evaluating them and their motives. It's kinda heartbreaking.

And that is why I like Wattpad so much. Because my brother isn't on here. I know that everyone here that reads this and talks to me is here for me and not my brother. It's me.

Sorry. I had to get that out. I tried ranting but no one was listening earlier.

Have a wonderful day. I love all of you!!!

~Veerah

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