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I had a bad childhood to say the least. Sure, I was born five minutes before my brother, JJ, but everything he did was my fault and I was practically his mother. Growing up, it was clear my parents never wanted a girl. They wanted an athletic boy who liked football. They got that, but they also got me. Everytime JJ did something wrong, I got blamed for it. He recognized how differently our parents treated him and tried to help me, but when he did that, they yelled at me and said I was 'corrupting' him. It was tough. But now that we were teenagers, our parents were out of town all the time and we had freedom. That was good- freedom, I mean. It was good. JJ was the party animal and I'm the one who made sure he didn't kill himself. But I liked it like that. Seeing as JJ was a football player and I was a cheerleader, we were two of the most popular kids at school. Enter Jordan Baker, practically the king of the school. The starting quarterback, coach's son, and the guy all the girls wanted. Which means I had no chance. Because he only sees me as a friend, right? STARTED 12/31/21
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