I don’t know what is so special about turning thirteen, yes my party was the best, and by that I mean, I took my friends out for a meal. Yes I paid, but they were all there celebrating with me. Really, I wanted one person to be there with me, but I could not allow that, we were no longer friends and that was how it had to be. Besides, she had Wendy, and I had them, my friends, the girls who were always there for me. And I could have any guy in the school I wanted, click my fingers and he would be mine. Everything in my life is perfect, almost. One person in my life, I wish would stay out, and that is my good old sister, Jackie.