Peridot's pov

Age four

"Mother!" I said, jumping to see over her desk. "Yellen's playing with your makeup!" I tattled. Mother sighed.

"Yes, Peridot, mother's busy now, I'll talk to her later." I growled, walking back out if her office.

Age five

"Mommy! Peridot drew all over the walls!" Yellen yelled, racing down the stairs.

"I was solving for X!" I shouted, tumbling after her.

"Peridot, please try to use paper next time!" Mother called, exasperated.

Age Six

"Mother!" I screamed, bumping into every object in my path.

"Peridot, inside voice please."

"Yellen broke my glasses!" I cried, laying on the floor. Mother sighed.

"I'm sure she didn't mean it, now go. I'll have to order another three pairs. God these kids are giving me grey hairs."

Age Seven

"Mama! Peridot's doing ex... ex... ex..."

"Experiments!" I yelled.

"Yeah! She's doing those in the kitchen!" Mother rested her head on her desk.

"I'll deal with it later. Go play."

Age Eight

"Mother! Yellen keeps hitting me with her princess scepter!"

"Yellen give me the wand!" Mother peered down at me, tired. "Can you get an ice pack?"

"What? I'm fine, it's just annoying."

"It's for me dear I have a headache."

Age nine

"Mom! Peridot's ruining my birthday party!"

"You're both turning nine, Yellen."

"Yeah but she didn't want a party and she's weirding out my friends!"

"Hey! It's not my fault these imbeciles don't even understand basic physics!"

"Peridot why don't you go open your presents now."

Age Ten

"NOOOOOOO!" I screamed, running into mother's office.

"She ruined it! She ruined my excitement! I was going to win the junior Nobel Prize!" Mother sighed.

"What did she do?"

"She knocked over my chemistry set and spilled chemicals over everything!"

"Um, Peridot? We have a situation..." Yellen smiled as the fire alarm went off.

"You clod!"

Age Eleven

"Mom! Peridot put something in my mouthwash! My teeth are black!"

"Oh, really? That's the least bad thing she's done. Just... go take a shower."

Five minutes later

"AAAAAAH! The shower water turned my hair black too!"

Age Twelve

"Mother! This is worse than the science project!" I said, fighting back tears.

"What is it?" Mother asked, concerned.

"Yellen says that the reason I look different and go to a different school is because I'm adopted. Is this true?" Mother stared.

"YELLEN PEARL DIAMOND YOU ARE GROUNDED FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!"

"Is it true?"

Age Thirteen

"I hate you."

"I despise you."

"Idiot."

"Clod."

"Everyone shut up!" I readjustment my seatbelt.

"Yellen steals your makeup."

Age Fourteen

"Mom, Peridot said I wear too much make up and it makes me look like a powdered donut that nobody wants to eat."

"Peridot!"

"Yellen has a boyfriend!"

"Yellen!"

"Peridot!"