You had an older sister whose shadow you were always in. The whole town knew about her. The only way people would know you was because you were her sister. “Oh that’s ___ sister.” No one knew who you were.

Your sister hung out around the gang a bunch. You wanted to be your own person so you’d hang out with Tim’s gang, at least people there knew who you were. You became good friends with Curly Shepard, Tim’s younger brother. You’d always avoided your sister or the people she hung out with as much as you could. Both y’all’s parents were out of the picture so it was fairly easy.

It was the day of the rumble. You were right beside Curly and the rest of Tim’s gang. The Socs were directly in front of yall with the gang your sister hung out with to your right.

“Don’t break your knuckles again this time you heard.” Curly nudges you while whispering.