Emily bit her lip and looked up at the ceiling thinking about it. She really had to think about it for a while, too, because she had never been a proper rebel. A very cautious adventurer, maybe.
"I applied to school really far away from home - as in New York - and only told my parents about it when I had been accepted in? Oh, maybe the worst thing I ever did was that I got a fake ID to buy wine so I could practise cooking at my crappy little student flat when I was... eighteen or something."