Sara has been your rival since the fourth grade all the way to high-school. You've competed in every sport, subject and test even colleges. You both hate each other and you both competed to get into the best college and you both got in. Your graduation class is taking a trip to a fancy guest house and you sit in the back of the van but it gets over crowded and Sara has to sit on you.

She hates that she has to sit on your lap but she does. The vehicle starts driving and she's trying to get comfortable not knowing how much you're struggling right now feeling her butt rubbing against you. You grip her hip trying to stop her from moving.

"Your belt is poking me."

She says annoyed but deep down you know that's not your belt.