AN: Would it be better to know that the font I originally used with this was Chewy?
I am flying. Higher and higher. Oh, it is the most wonderful feeling. No troubles or people or anything. Then, I'm falling and falling and falling. No! I am about to hit the ground. Then, I wake up, unharmed, maybe a little frightened though. How long was I asleep, I wonder. I glance at my clock, 8:30! How could I sleep in on the morning of the Coming Of Age! I hurriedly get dressed in my most beautiful yellow gown, it is a puffy, ruffled design but it is absolutely gorgeous. I dash down the stairs along with my brother and sister on my heels, but I have to get there first so I can get the first pancake. We only have them on the specialist occasions. One day, for a science project I measured the family pancakes. Hey, the teacher said to pick something you were passionate about and pancakes were what six year old me valued most in life. Needless to say I measured multiple pancakes over the semester and the first was the biggest every time. It's been a war to get that first pancake ever since. I dash down and snatched the first pancake. I set it down on my place mat only to find out that when I turn around Scruffy ate it.
"Bad dog!" I yell. Scruffy goes to whine in the corner, but I don't regret scolding him, he got the biggest pancake!
My sister and I were escorted to the Coming Of Age by our butler Jenkins. I know that Jenkins is such a stereotype for a butler's name, but maybe that's why he's the best around. The rest of my family boarded the ziptrains with all the other middle class families. As we approached the Grand Auditorium, we saw so many other kids our age, I even saw Sarah from across the street, she is such a snob. She thinks that just because her parents are the head scholars, that she's entitled to whatever she wants, when she wants it. Whatever, this is my day as much as it is hers and she can't ruin it for me.
"Caroline O'Key, please report to the stage for your rehearsal." called the monotone voice of the city announcer.
"Hi, I'm Caroline O'Key. I was given the job of and I pledge my life and dedication to it."
She nailed it. Unlike my twin, I had stage fright. I knew that I was next. My knees were wobbly like two cooked noodles. I felt nauseous, but I tried to hold it back. The room was spinning and I was light headed. The lack of breakfast didn't help settle my nerves either.
"Courtney O'Key, please report to the stage for your rehearsal."
"Hi-i I'm Cour-courtney O'Key. I was given the job of and I pledge t-to... t-to..."
I'd forgotten what to say. I felt the tears begin to form in my eyes as I used my last shred of dignity to step off that stage before I made an even bigger fool of myself.
"So much for middle class trash... can't even recite her simple rehearsal without mucking it up."
I hear Alli not so subtly whisper to the girl next to her. She's right. I am just middle class trash, and unlike my siblings, I don't think I have the skill set to make it to high society.
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