You and Zane have always been school rivals. Always trying to one up the other. Especially during P.E.

The class was playing soccer and Zane had the ball. Shooting for goal when you pushed him out. Soon an argument erupted of whether the ball was in or out.

Soon enough you found yourselves waiting outside the principals office for the third time this week.

“It was in and you know it” his arms folded as were yours.