You and Nate always hated eachother. He was arrogant and bossy, and you were… well the same. You always competed for everything. He picked on you, and made you cry by stealing your toys when you were little. He hated you, you hated him. Even in high school he picked on you, teased you, and called you names. But everybody was always on his side when you guys argued, since he was more popular. He was two years older

one day you guys were in the hallways yelling, and arguing with eachother about how Nate shoved you during a soccer game. “It’s not my fault your terrible at soccer you idiot!!”