A work of fiction: PEOPLE AS PLACES AS PEOPLE

(I actually wrote this while bored at work some time in 2007, but I'm posting it now because I figure it's still relevant.)

This is a story of two sisters. The eldest was named Leander, the younger Cedar Park. Retarded names, but whatever, the two sisters were really close to one another. At the beginning, neither were that popular, though Leander out-shone Cedar Park exponentially. If someone were to refer to Cedar Park, they had to add "Leander's litter sister" at the end, otherwise no one would understand who they were talking about.

The future didn't look that bright for Cedar Park. Her grades in her classes were never that good, especially compared to Leander's. She also had less friends than Leander. But this didn't seem to bother her at all. She just went on her merry way, proud to be Leander's younger sister.

Some years ago, things unexpectedly began to change. Suddenly, Cedar Park was the popular sister. "Leander," people would ask, "Who's that?"

"Cedar Park's older sister."

"Oh... She has a sister?"

Cedar Park enjoyed the popularity. Maybe a little too much, because she began to let it go to her head. She began to brag and boast about how special she was, how everyone now wanted to be close to her (this included CapMetro, who she dumped years ago, but who recently began hanging around her again), how everything she did and owned was better than that of anyone else.

Leander was bothered by all of this. Why had she been forgotten? What was so fucking special about Cedar Park, anyway? Especially with this attitude, why were people still flocking to her? It saddened Leander that she and Cedar Park were no longer as close as they used to be. It was like they were no longer sisters, but rivals.

Leander tried her hardest not to let her disappointment show. "If I just hang in there," she told herself, "everything will straighten out. Cedar Park's boisterous attitude will backfire on her, and surely someday people will pay attention to me again."

"Someday."