Naomi stood in her room looking at herself in the mirror. She adjusted the skirt she had on and ran her hand over her belly feeling awkward and frustrated. She had tried on everything in her closet and Lidia’s closet, and she didn’t like how anything looked.
Tonight, was a big night for her. Tonight, she met Brandon’s family, and she desperately wanted them to like her. She still held out hope that she could get his mother to like her. She wanted… no, she needed their approval. Nothing fit quite the way it should; her hair was limp and flat. She stared at herself in the mirror and wanted to cry. She would never fit in with his family. She didn’t have the class they would be looking for.
Naomi sat down on the bed and dropped her head into her hands. She tried not to cry. Brandon would be
