"Joyce! Hurry up, please! I am going to be in so much trouble if you're late today." Your older sister who is in high school, Dea, was shaking you vigorously trying to get you to get up. "Shut up, you red head. I could stay in bed for however long I want!" You don't know how you've become so sassy, but Dea obviously looks offended. "Such a baby! Get up, now!" You stomp to the bathroom and as you march off you yell, "It's not my fault you have period blood stained hair!" Dea obviously gasps and you could hear her whimper behind you. Well, who's the baby now?