"Hey. I'm going to the cafe down the street for lunch with some friends, do you want to join?"
"Of course. I just have to put my stuff in my locker real quick."
"I'll wait for you. I'll tell them to go ahead and safe us some seats."
"Okay."
"So, I was wondering. Who inspires you the most?"
"You mean like a celebrity or like a real person?"
"Celebrities aren't real people?"
"You know what I meant."
"Whoever your biggest inspiration is. It can even be a fake person if you'd like. Maybe it's your imaginary friend or an alien?"
"Okay, okay. Enough. I think it's my brother. I would like to say my mom, but while she is an inspiration, I really look up to my brother. He taught me so much, not just skateboarding. He actually taught me to be proud of myself. I aspire to be more like him."
"That's really sweet."
"But since you're making fun of me, which celebrity, aka fake person, do you look up to the most?"
"Oh, that's a hard one. I'm going with Halsey. I feel like she is always speaking up on things that are important to her and on things that just aren't right. I want to use my voice, just like her."
"That's great. She actually is a great role model, in my opinion. And you should, use your voice, I mean."
"I will."
"So, that's the cafe we're going to, right?"
"Yes, let's go in."
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Short StoryElla has gotten to a point in her life where nothing feels certain. Her relationship with her parents has been getting worse and worse, she's been missing her old best friend more than ever and she hasn't really been feeling like herself. You could...
