Frowning, I knocked even harder on the door. "Do you want to play?" I screamed over the blaring pop music. I could imagine Clary lying in bed with her tablet, on social media, or taking selfies. “Clary?” "Go away!" I scream. That was one of the first times my older sister had sent me away. I went to my room and dropped the notebooks. Just like Squib, I decided to find out what was wrong with Clary. Obviously it didn't help. But he had started to change in small ways, like excluding me, refusing to study, and boycotting running. In parallel with Andrew's behavior, she no longer wanted to be the perfect big sister. So maybe adolescence is a milestone that can be a little disruptive. However, Squib is also the only one who realizes Andrew's struggle, what he is going through. After all, the bond between siblings cannot be severed very easily. I also learned more about Clary, and in turn, she learned more about me. It took some time, but I realized that the original Clary was still there. She was simply tormented by adolescence. That didn't mean she was different