... I was told off for doing, as it is "un-lady like!" I don't care anymore what people think of me and I think people should behave in a way, which suits them. I prefer to read books than dress up. My sister on the other hand lives for big elegant dresses, make-up and boys. She is forever dressing up in pretty clothes and My Dad is always spoiling her with more of them. I would feel jealous if I actually cared. "Yes Mum" Dani smiles that sickly sweet smile of hers, her voice tuned to perfection. "What is it?" I blurt out, in stark contrast to my sisters politeness. In response my Mums hands us both a gold trimmed envelope. I tear it open, wandering what's inside, my eyes skimming the letter as soon as I have it out of its envelope. "A ball!!!," my sister gasps taking ...

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