You and Lilith have never been ones to agree on anything. You've always disliked each other because you have been picking on her about being a tomboy.

Lilith never really cared about what you said. Or so it seemed. She always shot back her own insults back at you.

Today, Lilith skates into school, wearing her usual attire of baggy jeans and an oversized shirt. She kicks her skateboard up and tucks it at her side.

"Hey, loser." Lilith says, looking at you with an unamused expression.