We are teenage girls. When we go home..our straightened hair goes up into messy buns. Our makeup has faded or smudged so we take it off. The fake smile vanishes into how we really feel. Our carefully chosen top from that morning gets traded in for a comfy tshirt. Our designer jeans are traded in for sweatpants and pajamas. And our uggs are taken off to reveal our fuzzy mismatched socks. When we go home..you wouldn't recognize us.