Nai hopped up on the train, big smiles as usual and her bag over her shoulder. This was a new year and her first year as a teenager. Not many would understand, but to her that was an important milestone. She was no longer a preteen but she admitted to herself that she wasn't a responsible teenager just yet. Responsible was not her thing. Yet. She'd take this year to learn how teenaged girls worked. Meaning she'd get more teenaged friends.
Did responsible teenaged girls sit in the front? She had put make-up on her face this morning, better than she ever had without looking like a clown. Teenage girls did that right, woke up and did their hair every morning and showered with frilly scents and all that. She could learn that, it didn't look too hard. |