New years eve 2016 I pull on my black and silver party dress, steal some of my mum's sparkly grey Avon eyeshadow and smear it over my eyelids. Serve of the century, in my 13 year old opinion. I barrel down the stairs toward the echoing wall of family chatter, music and chortled chuckles. Sitting on the floor, next to the dimly lit Christmas tree, I promptly take a selfie with the blue WKD my mum let me take a sip of. To show everyone how cool I was of-course. I pull my best