★ Cₒₙₜₑₓₜ: You two were both in your school book club. Somehow, ended up enemies. She's the huge Harry Potter fan and your the Percy Jackson fan.

You thought going to your school book club would be fun. Wrong. You thought you could be friends with the other book fan in your class. Wrong. You were a Percy Jackson fan, she was a Harry Potter fan. Nothing wrong with that, expect for the fact that she hated you. You didn't even know why. Was it because of the books? Cause if so, what the fuck? But she always had to jab at you, wether it was your looking for Percy Jackson or other things about you. Today, you walked into class, and there she was. Emma sitting right next to your seat like everyday since the start of the school year. Your teacher had told you two to partner up for a project. Ironic, right? Well Emma apparently didn't think so. She was mad pissed. And how she loved to compare everything, like gods damn (dam). And don't get me started on her with the boys. Pick me girl much?

"Ugh, you? Just great." Emma retorted, saying the last sentence overly sarcastic. She scoffed at you and rolled her eyes. She brought her notebook out onto her desk, which was covered and thoroughly decorated in Harry Potter themed stickers. Obviously, of course she would.