This is just a little one-shot idea thing that I had. :P It doesn't really have a point to it... I just had to write it. XP
~Osprey
My name is Rose Weasly. And if there's one single thing I can tell you about myself, it's that I'm pressured too much. Way too much.
I mean, I'm just a fifteen-year-old girl. Seriously. I might be the child of two-thirds of the Golden Trio, but I'm like any other student at Hogwarts.
My mom and dad (ESPECIALLY my dad) expect me to pretty much overshadow everyone. They say I have the brains to do it, but I'm not sure I do. Every test I've done has only been like that because I've stayed up literally all night cramming information into my head the night before the test. Sometimes I even get so stressed that I eat pages of the textbook. It doesn't help, of course, but it kinda soothes my conscience.
Knowledge doesn't come to me naturally- not like Malfoy.
He's the real smart one. Al has told me that he doesn't study at all for anything. It frustrates me so much.
I'm pretty much a fake, I guess. At least when it comes to smarts.
Studies aren't the only thing that I'm pressured too much with. It's my whole life. I'm expected to be Rose Weasly, the beautiful, perfect, genius, loved-by-everyone Head Girl. Instead, I'm the quiet, sly, cunning, fake that missed Head Girl by a long shot. My parents were crushed when they found out I wasn't Head.
And the very worst part is my love life.
My dad is too protective, my mom is too nosy. And then there's my brother, Hugo, who's definitely 'Mommy and Daddy's boy', as they call him. He's constantly updating them on everything. It gets incredibly annoying.
I guess I should stop droning on. But let's just say that I'm not who I really am. All because of stupid pressure.
