"Hey baby," my mom says when I enter the kitchen.
"Sorry about Meghan."
I shrug.
"It's fine. "
Mom tells me that at sixteen years old, two years from now, I might be grumpy and mean too.
She tells me to try and understand that everything seems more important to Meghan
Who her friends are
Who asked her to the dance
Who asked her best friend to the dance
Everything.

A/n: happy (early) Christmas/ Hanukkah! What do you celebrate?