First, did you all enter the LIKE MANDARIN giveaway on YA Highway yet? For the full effect of this week's prompt, read the main RTW post on YA Highway, or better yet, read LIKE MANDARIN ;)
Well, I thought about this long and hard. And I concluded that I never had a sole Mandarin in my life. But there were a lot of times in high school where I would look at some other girl and think, what would it be like to be her? I don't know how I appeared in high school, but I felt like I was kind of awkward. I wasn't really any particular...thing. I was just sort of there. Not outgoing enough to be noticed by everyone, not weird enough to be one of those kids who just owns their weirdness. So from time to time, I would just latch onto a particular person in my mind, and wish I could be more like them.
There wasn't really a common thread between the girls I wanted to be like, except a pure confidence--or appearance of confidence--in who they were. In retrospect, I'm sure all the other girls at my high school felt awkward about themselves, just like I did, if not necessarily for the same reasons. But as a teen, I didn't think of it that way, and I thought that maybe someday I would feel confident like that too, and comfortable with myself. (Which, over time, did happen.)