Despite the normal - to her - conflict going on between her and her siblings competition wasn't really a thing she thought any of them worried about. Except perhaps Isolde, but she was in that age, she was the youngest, she probably felt like she had a lot to prove. Which annoyed her to no end considering how hard Issy tried (and more so how well she did), but there it was.
Awkward photos out of the way, Niamh waved to her parents with a smile, nodding at her dad's every advice and warning, and then finally got in the car. The ride to the dance had seemed like a daze, and she was even a little amused at how excited Isolde seemed to be. It was cute, she admitted grudgingly.
Right outside the school, when Max held out his arm Niamh folded her lips against each other and widened her gaze, then wrapped her arm around his. "There are more pictures now too, right?" She really wasn't used to this, but she was willing to pretend. Good practice for an actress.