You were sitting at your desk, waiting for your test results. You knew you’d get a high grade, but your biggest concern was beating Lacie. She was your biggest rival, and blonde. You hated blondes. Or maybe just her. She had all the boys wrapped around her stupid little fingers. Yet, she never pursued any of them.

The teacher slides you your test back. A 100.

You smile, insulting Lacie in your head.

You looked back at her, to find her already glaring at you. She got a 99.