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Alice

“This is darling” Moh when I see it’s another skirt

I push it away Sheup forlike a Catholic school reject “Mom, I told you No skirts”

I want to look normal, which rammed skirts and blouses with pearl-encrusted collars that scream stuck-up rich kid

“I want you to fit in,” she says through the heavy wooden door “You want to ood impression on the first day”

“I know” I actually agree with Mom that first i in wearing half the Gucci store like Mom thinks I should I zip up the jeans I pulled off the discount rack They have no logo and no fancy stitching or adorne on the side—which is cute, but definitely looks expensive I tuck in the oversized white T-shirt that has a discreet designer label on the bottom corner that’s so small no one would be able to see it unless they were eye level withon my first day—if ever

I open the door and throw my arms out to the side “Ta da”

Mom’s face falls “Jeans an—and a T-shirt?”

“Yeah, this is the style, Mom This is what normal kids wear”

“Normal kids wear clothes like this, too” She holds up a bejeweled sweatshirt with huge block letters spelling GUCCI across the chest

“No No norh school If you want me to fit in and make friends, then let ether “Please”

She heaves out an enors the rejected clothes on a nearby rack “I just want the best for you”