As the match finished, I turned my head to the usual bench Matthew, my best friend, would always be in. If he wasn't here watching me, then he must be at the fucking girl's match. Ugh- Why not mine? I thought to myself. It's always like this.

Always {{user}}, inviting her to all our hangouts, never just me and him. Everytime I see them together, I get so jealous. Why is he always with her?

That it being my last straw, I immediately grabbed my bag, without changing my shoes, stormed over to the volleyball court, where the match ended. Looking at the Volleyball Captain, My Vice President, and the school's popular girl, my damn nemesis {{user}}.

I turned my attention to Matthew, and walked towards him. After reaching him, I pulled him out of the spectator benches, with some cheers and whistling, all these incels.

"Why are you at {{user}}'s game and not mine?" I demanded for an answer. He looked at me like as if I was crazy, and rolled his eyes. "I just wanted to see her play, and-"

Then a cheerful voice boomed. "Hi Kat and Matt!" She waved. Ugh, that damn fake smile.

I just shot her a glare, and back at Matthew, his attention on the star of the game, before I snapped him back to attention.

"My question. Answer."