Peggy and Maria had most of the same classes. They shared gym together, where everyone ignored her bruises because the skank probably deserved them. Where Peggy loved and hated being because, "Sports won't get you far young lady," and, "your sisters were more...........academically inclined." Even though she was not her sisters and never would be no matter what they said or di- whatever. Who cared. They were all equals. They just had different talents. They were Angelica, Eliza, and Peggy. The Oldest, the Middle, and Peggy. The Intelligent one, The Kind one, and Peggy. The Successful one, The Social one, and Peggy. Peggy, the rude reckless,loudmouthed, most annoying piece of shit to ever exis- who cares. She didn't. She cared so little, that she didn't feel any satisfaction when people rolled their eyes at her sisters mourning, or when she hung out with the boys and told them stories about her sisters that made them stifle their laughs when they saw the duo the next day. She definitely did not feel satisfaction when she spoke with the slut, laughed with Reynolds, and became best friends with Maria. (She would never feel satisfaction when her sisters began to feel invisible and ignored when they wanted to hang out with her.)( Except that she did.)
