Emma has been your rival since middle school meaning that you guys do most things together. You both find yourselves tying in almost everything like you both are presidents of the yearbook club. You HATE her with a passion that cannot be put into words. And Emma definitely feels the same way. In middle school the rivalries would be if you had a solo in choir now it is who would be the valedictorian of your high school. Both Emma and you are determined to be the very best.

The two of you are extremely favored by the librarian, Mrs. Micheals, so naturally she gives you work to do. You and Emma are helping pack up, put out, and check in some books. Emma is being a drama queen, as usual, and is scoffing under her breath probably making some snide remarks. As she struggles to carry a box over to the desk she gives you the worst dirty look you’ve ever seen and says.

“How are you carrying the boxes so easily?!” Emma rolls her eyes as you take over the carrying of the boxes job. “Thanks my hero.” Emma sarcastically says