She' N. . .
A doll, pretty to look at. But only for a moment, because a prettier doll comes along and she's pushed to the back, to sit and gather dust. Only this doll's wish is coming true. She, and her friends, get to become people. While she sits and breaks.
It started when she was young. She had a favorite singer, Ginger Fox. She had everything Trina wanted. She was beautiful, had a lot of money, adoring fans… She WAS Number One.
She showed her father how much she loved her. "Daddy, Daddy look! Imma show you a dance and a song!" She prepared herself then began. "I'm number one baby, always number one baby. Number one baby- DADDY! Stop laughing! It's a real song, promise!"
"I- I know that sweet heart!" He gasped for breath, unable to stop laughing.
She pouted. "Then why are you laughing? I'm gonna be Ginger Fox one day!"
"No!" Her dad said sharply. "Don't ever be anyone but Trina. You're Katrina Marie Vega; there's only one of you, and that makes you so, SO special. Don't ever forget that."
She nodded seriously. "Yes, Daddy. I'm gonna be Katrina Marie Vega one day, someone whose name the whole world will know and acknowledge forever and ever! And acknowledge better be a good word, or else I'll be mad at Mommy for saying a big word in front of me!" Trina screamed out the door for the world to hear.
She waddled to where her mother was resting. "Hey Mama." She whispered in her ear. "Guess who I am?"
"A monkey," her mother guessed tiredly. Being seven months pregnant is tiring.
"Nope." Trina giggled then took a deep breath then bellowed into her mother's ear, "I AM KATRINA MARIE VEGA AND – Mommy, did you pee yourself?"
Her mother gasped as a sharp pain racked her body. "Paul! Paul, the baby!"
Her father rushed to his wife's side, and had the phone in his hand. "Hello, Georgia, the baby, it's come early. We need an ambulance."
Five minutes later, Trina sat quietly in the children's waiting room, sitting by the blocks.
"So," A lady with almond eyes squatted down to look Trina in her eyes. How did she get there? "Are you excited about becoming a big sister?"
"I thought I would be…" Trina mumbled.
"But now that the time is here, you aren't so sure. Don't worry; I once was a bit scared to be a big sister. I was even - jealous."
"Did you ever get over it?" Trina mumbled into her legs. She couldn't look up. It was embarrassing to be jealous of a baby- especially when that baby wasn't even born yet!
"Yes," The lady said, her voice growing dim. "But it took me a very long time…"
"Wake up Trina. It's time to meet your little sister."
"Wha- what? Grandma, what's going on? When did you get here? "
"I was here for about seven hours. It was a smooth birth- a little too easy if you ask me. We all know the fighters come out after the longest trial. Just like you. So you had a good nap, huh?"
"Yeah," Trina said quietly. "I did."
A/N: Did I ever mention that the situation between Trina and her dad happened between me and MY dad? Yeah, but instead of Ginger Fox, it was Brittany Spears. I think I sang "Did It Again."
