In the neighborhood, in school, I am who I am because of my sister Wendy. To males she's a goddess. She has long flowing blond hair. Wendy also the life guard at the local pool. Every day in the summer boys will go there and drool over her. That's why people don't see me there much. She's also my dad's favorite; Prettier, Older, More potential. Believe me, I love my sister but I can't help to want to be my own person. Would you? My sister is more of a lady than me too. I mean how does she manage to wear a frilly overly breezy dress 24-7? Like, Yeah I'll wear one sometimes. People expect me to be just like her. I don't see that happening. Well, you never know. She's in high school and I'm merely in the 6TH grade.
" Have a wonderful Summer vacation." My teacher said. I rushed out the door. Today's the day, I thought. The day before I had found a perfect baseball feild. Some of my Summer homework fell out of my folder, but I didn't care. I had my bat and my bucket of baseballs and boy I was ready. My brown hair was sleeked in a pony tail. That day was frigide, But again I didn't care. The feild was at least a half a block wide, It already had a dugout and bases. Standing there I took a big breath. There was no other place I rather be than at the sandlot. Near the dug out is where my bike was parked. When I walked up to the home plate it felt like I was playing in a giant stadium. Boy it was times like those when I wished I had friends. On the 4TH Ball it went high over the 'left feild' fence. A sweet home run!
" Did you see that?!" Said a high pitched voice, followed by a not much deeper voice saying
" Yeah, Yeah..." Being startled half to death, I spun aroung to see some boys I've seen at school. As they started to aproch my hands got dry and clammy. The tallest one with midnight dark hair spoke up first,
" That was really great. My name's Benny."
" Thanks I'm A.J. Peffercorn." A short one with Big clonky glasses gave me a puzzeled look.
" I didn't know Wendy had a brother? She has a sister Amelia or whatever." Crap, I thought, I must have put all my hair in the hat again....wait... He thinks I'm a guy? Next one boy I did know his name, Alan, started yapping.
" Yeah, Yeah. That girls a hottie." My face felt flushed as the other boys agreed. He continued on," But she's no Wendy." Of course. Whay did I think these guys were gunna be any diffrent? Then I did something really stupid. I took off my hat that showed my hair whiched reached the bottom of my neck.
" Thanks," I said," That's so sweet guys." Every singel one was jaw dropped as I got on my bike to ride home. The whole way to my house I thought" Do I really look like a boy?"
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