Ch. 15 About Johnny

We're twins,
me and Johnny.
But we don't look alike at all
and he's two minutes older
and never lets me forget it.

We're closer than most
siblings I know
because I'm a decent sister
and he's a perfect older brother
in every single way.

Johnny got the looks,
and the brains,
and the charisma,
and the athleticism,
and the perfect blonde hair.

I got everything else,
including the shyness,
and the awkwardness,
and the frizzy, curly, red hair
from my dad,
that makes my head look like a big, bouncy
red velvet cupcake,
and a lot of average-ness.

Average is a very good way to describe me.
I'm not beautiful
but I'm not ugly.
I'm not fat
but I'm not skinny.
I'm not tall
but I'm not short.
My nose is centered
and my lips are full
but my eyes are too far apart
and one breast is bigger than the other.

But Johnny got braces and four cavities
and I have perfect teeth.
And that takes me very far with the dentist.

Author's Note

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--theladygraceling