I was watching Degrassi Junior High. I can't believe there used to be a show about my sister's and my future high school. Yick and Arthur were on. My two favorite characters! Let's not forget, I was also reading at the same time. Super-Duper Clare.

Darcy walked in. She seemed upset. I didn't care. I still asked, "Is your bra still done up?"

"It's exactly where it should be." Darcy replied, even more annoyed then last time. If that was even possible.

She checked our computer the minute she had a free hand. Same teen-age sister. You can't live with 'em, but I guess you can't live without 'em, either. "Your email sound keeps going." I told her, before I forgot.

I snuck off my bed. She clicked and email that was titled "YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL."

"Clare come and set the table!" Mom called. I still tried to see what was up with my older sister.

Darcy turned around. "Mom said she needs help with dinner," she said, holding up her hand, like a princess giving orders. "Go. "

"But-" I needed to see what was up with her.

"Go! Go." She said like I was the most annoying pest on Earth. I had no choice. I had to leave and go help mom.