(this dosn't make much sense right now but im working on it....)
Gemma hated everything about her life. She hated the boring straw color of her hair, her dull gray eyes and escpecially her common freckles. Ana, her best friend who had the same hair and freckles but whose eyes were slightly more blue but still very gray agreed that people were too alike these days. Ana often talked about how, many years ago, not one person looked exactly like another unless they were something called twins or sometimes siblings. When she talked of that time, her eyes would light up, like she,d never suffered all the bruises that were constantly appearing all over her body. Even though she tried to hide them all, Gemma could always tell when Ana would get a new bruise. So, to keep Ana happy, Gemma would always try to talk about the past and when Ana would start a conversation, Gemma would join in. At school, everyone was expected to be no less then perfect or else. Ana was the top in all the classes except mathmatics. Gemma was above average but not quite perfect in everything. But life goes on, and life got more difficult for Ana especially. She progressively improved in her mathematics skills, but her mother passed away leaving her alone with her abusive father.
