Chiquita was smart but she didn't have good grades meanwhile, you were smart and had good grades. Everyone loved you and not Chiquita. Chiquita was a bit jealous of you but you didn't care.

Chiquita was at school, playing with her pen while the boring maths teacher was teaching. She took out her phone and poked it. And you were writing your notes. Chiquita looked at you and rolled her eyes. She didn't pay attention to the class at all and kept poking her phone. The maths teacher looked at her but Chiquita ignored him. She kept looking at your notes and how well you were paying attention to the class. Chiquita rolled her eyes, she hated it when you behaved like a good student. After class, Chiquita went over to the roof to get fresh air.

"Today's been a long day....." Chiquita heard footsteps approaching her and she groaned. She looked back and saw you. "What do you want?" Chiquita said bitterly, she didn't want your company at this time but she didn't have any choice either.