Look at her. She's my best friend, but I hate her so much.
I don't actually hate her. I'm her best friend. But I hate how she is literally perfect. I want to be her.
I hate how she complains after getting one bad grade, and that bad grade is what I normally get.
I hate how she's a straight A student, and is number 1 in everything.
I hate how she's always busy because she's revising, even when we don't have a test.
I hate how that isn't me.
I want to be happy for her, but deep down, it's so irritating that I'm not on that level.
We're best friends, but deep down, I have this urge to do better than her.
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Academic Validation.
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