Because you are perfect, or at least you used to be. Until 19 years ago, the day you were going to be happy and a sister. Grandma said " You're going to be a sister now, and that's a big responsibility." And man were you happy. You sang to her, Tori, on the ride home and she smiled brightly even though she had no teeth. When she cried you danced again and again and she smiled again and again. You hummed sweet lullabies in her ears and swayed your arms back and forth as she went to sleep. She grew and grew and her first words were Trina and instead of walking to your mom during her first steps she ran to you. She began to hum those sweet lullabies you used to sing but the only difference was that she was better, much better. You stopped humming. Then she began to dance when she was down, and she was better again. So you stopped dancing. Hollywood Arts. It made you hum, it inspired you to dance. Then. Then she joined you. So you smiled, you became that big sister again. But it would be a lie if you said you didn't want her to leave. It would be a lie if you said you weren't happy when she got that call saying she could no longer Make It Shine. You wanted her gone just for a while so you could be the star Vega. Even though you never were, but you could have been. Trina Vega. The star. "No one likes you". Your singing, acting, dancing, sadly no one likes it. You know that. But she's the star. And always will be. So you're the big sister.