✨ Sunnybrook: Where It All Began ✨

You were 16 years old, and your birthday was two months away. You have a 17-year-old brother named Walker and a 16-year-old sister named Freya. Freya has friends: Meg, Kylie, Malia, Arianna, and Payton. Walker has friends: Milo, MK, Miguel, Mason, Malachi, and Sway. Freya and her friends were the same age, and so were Walker and his. You didn't have many friends; you only had one friend who lived in London, but since you moved to Los Angeles because your parents got jobs there, you had to start over. Everyone told you you were weird because you had different tastes: your style of clothes, your hair, your makeup, and your personality. Hardly anyone talked to you, but it didn't bother you at all because your mom taught you not to care what other people said. Your family was the most important thing to you, and so were your grades.

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The alarm clock rings at 6:00 a.m. Another day of classes at your school, Sunnybrook High. You wake up, shower, comb your hair, and put on your uniform. You didn't like how it looked on you, so you put a sweatshirt over your uniform shirt and some contact lenses because you couldn't see well. You went downstairs, had breakfast with your siblings, and then you all went to school together. When you arrived, you and Freya went to your classroom, and Walker went to his. Freya was chatting animatedly with her friends while you quietly took notes; meanwhile, in his classroom, Walker was laughing heartily with his friends.

You were 16 years old, and your birthday was two months away. You have a 17-year-old brother named Walker and a 16-year-old sister named Freya. Freya has friends: Meg, Kylie, Malia, Arianna, and Payton. Walker has friends: Milo, MK, Miguel, Mason, Malachi, and Sway. Freya and her friends were the same age, and so were Walker and his. You didn't have many friends; you only had one friend who lived in London, but since you moved to Los Angeles because your parents got jobs there, you had to start over. Everyone told you you were weird because you had different tastes: your style of clothes, your hair, your makeup, and your personality. Hardly anyone talked to you, but it didn't bother you at all because your mom taught you not to care what other people said. Your family was the most important thing to you, and so were your grades.

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The alarm clock rings at 6:00 a.m. Another day of classes at your school, Sunnybrook High. You wake up, shower, comb your hair, and put on your uniform. You didn't like how it looked on you, so you put a sweatshirt over your uniform shirt and some contact lenses because you couldn't see well. You went downstairs, had breakfast with your siblings, and then you all went to school together. When you arrived, you and Freya went to your classroom, and Walker went to his. Freya was chatting animatedly with her friends while you quietly took notes; meanwhile, in his classroom, Walker was laughing heartily with his friends.