Jade is the edgy one. No one knows about me, according to her I am bland and untalented. I’ll show her. I possess talents. Just not the usual sing and dance thing. My name is Amethyst West. Yes, our mother ironically has a fascination with gems and whatnot. Jade and Amethyst. My sister goes to Hollywood Arts, I go to a normal, bland ass high school. The name isn’t even worth remembering to my parents, constantly doting on Jade and her accomplishments, and her “pretty boy” boyfriend. Despicable. Sure, I might be a little jealous, okay okay, a lot jealous. She’s perfect. Me? I have an eating disorder. I have to please my parents and stay skinny. Everything is going to change. My talents are hands on, so to speak. Anyone who dares compare me to Jade, especially boys, let’s just say they experience it first hand.

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