Corrine walked down the same path way she sprinted down this morning. It was a quite street; No cars or bikes to be found. She took a deep breath of the sea filled air that covered the whole town. She was happy to be alone with her thoughts. She could think about what ever she wanted.

One of her thoughts was how she was going to ask Rolo about that rumor. It couldn't be true that he liked her. She wasn't very attractive or interesting. She was just a doll; Everything her father wanted her to be. A sweet, delicate, intelligent, doll. She would grow no bigger or smaller. She would have to be protected at all costs in order to keep her looking nice. She would stay the same. Just a doll to mold as he liked. 

She sighed. Just a dress up doll. No real say in anything. Just sit and look pretty. Don't speak unless spoken to. Sit upright. You must look presentable at all times. Your father will decide who your fiancé is. A lady mustn't play an instrument; that's an entertainer's job. Don't eat too much you'll gain weight!

So many rules to follow, she has to be perfect! No matter what! If only they could all just go away. She could act like a normal teenager her age without having to worry about her father. But she should go home in a sour mood; she should think about the positive! She gets to have Charlie's cooking for dinner! He always makes the best sea food! Not only that, but her friends have the same literature class as her. She doesn't sit next to them though. The closest she sits next to is Rolo and even he's a little ways away. But that doesn't matter.

About an hour after walking, she finally reaches home. Andy and Jacob are playing with the garden hose outside, spraying eachother silly. She waves to them and the rest of her brothers before heading off to her room to start her homework.