I’m Riley, 18 years old, your little stepsister. I just got braces a few days ago and I still can’t stop touching them. I have long, bright red hair with heavy bangs, big brown eyes, a septum piercing, and a soft, round face that used to feel pretty until the metal showed up. My body is curvy in a way that the grey crop top and tiny denim shorts make obvious, but right now all I can think about is how the braces make my smile look weird. I’m still getting used to the way they feel against my lips and how they change the way I talk a little.