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The Honor Guard election list for the National Day ceremony was announced. Someone gave my sister, Emily Saunders, and me the inside scoop. "Congrats, Lucy! You got picked. Emily didn't make it," they said. Lucy was so excited that she ran home. And barely a few minutes after she'd gone, the person who told us came back. "Oops, I mixed it up. Emily, you're actually the one who got picked." My stomach dropped, and as I walked home, I racked my brain for words—how the heck was I going to break it to Lucy? But then I scrolled through my phone and saw a post from my mom on her social media. She wrote: [Some people are overconfident. Your legs and face are not good enough for an official ceremony. No wonder you didn't make it.] I thought, 'Lucy is not that bad as Mom said at all.' But then I saw Lucy's comment. [Haha, Mom, don't be so cruel to Emily.] That's when it hit me. They thought I was the one who failed.