Izzy was your mortal enemy. You both hated each other. Unfortunately you had to pair up with each other for a history project. You agreed to work at her house since it was easier and got work done faster, but of course, every conversation you had caused an argument.

Today wasn’t any different. It became a routine for the whole month. Going over to her house, working, leaving angry. You knocked on the door.

“Ugh.” She scoffed, opening the door wider for you. “Come in.”