*click* "These stupid VHS tapes..that took me way longer than it should to get this thing on." This time, the girl had brown, short hair, with grey eyes, and she has clear glasses. "Hi. I'm Maeko Fujimara. My superlative is catering. I've catered for parties, events, and more since I was 11, and now I'm 17. How did a 11 year old cater, you ask? Well, that was when I only cooked the food. Now, I deliver it and serve at the counter as well. I own my own resturant that specializes in catering. Well, I can't really say I own it, that's my mom. Let's say that I'm the person serving customers. You know what I mean? Sorry, I'm bad at explaining things." She looks at the camera. "I hope you let me use my talent and not let it go to waste." Maeko sighs. "Anyways, that's all that the form said to do. Tell you my name, my superlative, explain it, and say goodbye. So, bye. I hope you concider me." *click*
yay another one
