"Meet your cousin, Mindy," my foster mom said cheerfully. "She'll be staying with us for the next month.

I rolled my eyes, "you didn't-"

"It was sort of last minute."

"Hello, Harmony," Mindy said. Why was she so lucky? She was beautiful, and had the best voice ever. And she had a family. Even if it was her aunt and uncle.

I sighed. "Hello."

"I like your hair," Mindy complimented. I looked at her waist-length blonde hair. Yeah, totally.

"Thanks. Yours is pretty too."

I didn't really want to talk anymore. "I have a lot of homework," I lied.

"Oh. Well, finish it quickly and come have dinner with us!" my foster mother said.

"Okay," I said. Of course I wasn't going to.

When I got to my room, I plopped down. Why?

I wasn't exactly a very sociable person. I didn't like people. I was fine being alone.

And this perfect angel appears out of nowhere to make me feel worse about myself.

Great.

I looked at my homework assignments. There wasn't really much. I wondered what Jerry was up to.

Stupid! Why do I keep thinking about Jerry? He clearly didn't care for me.

But did I care about him?

I told myself I didn't.

But do I believe myself?

It's impossible.

And no one remembered it was my birthday.

I cried myself to sleep that night.