Another product of boredomenss and personal life mixed. Remember what I said about the cake.

Story line: Ashley is smart. Wow shocker I know. So is Spencer. Spencer is the new girl in school, or was. Competitiveness is a religion.

War at First Sight

The moment I saw you,

I hated you.

With your arrogance.

Your beauty.

Your brains.

You were my competition.

My only enemy.

I saw you as a threat.

So it was war at first sight.

Yet, we became friends.

My intentions were to infiltrate your mind.

And destroy your will to win.

Unfortunately, I fell under your spell.

We started to become close.

Forgetting our hatred for each other.
But soon, the competition consumed us.

We fought.

We said things we didn't mean.

Or at least… I didn't.

I pulled ahead of you,

And you graciously admitted defeat.

But the rivalry was not over.

It never will be.

I tricked you.

And I still am.

We first met across the room.

You saw me,
I saw you,

Time stood still.

Typical perfect by-the-book first encounter.

But this was different somehow.

You held my gaze and captivated me.

Slowly a smirk formed on your lips.

And one on mine.

It was the beginning of something.
That… we both knew.

Even now, I know something charged that moment.

But I'm not sure which passion it was: love or hate.

It's been two years since that day.

And we're now best friends.

Don't get me wrong,

We still compete over everything.

But we respect one another.

We tell each other everything.

Or so I thought.
Until I came to the sudden realization,

that changed my life forever.

One day.

One life-altering day.

I sat alone in my room.

Thinking of you.

I recognized, in that instant,

Somewhere along the way,

I fell for you.

I fell hard.

I can't let you know.

For you see, after everything we've overcome to achieve friendship,

I can recognize the resentment you harbor for me that lives deep inside.

I still hate you.
But now it's more of what you did.

You changed me.

From the first day that we met,

I did everything for you without realizing it.

Everything is still about you.

You may never know the impact you had on my life.

Unfortunately and luckily,

You are moving on.

Away where I will never see you.

Or hear from you.

You're starting a new journey to wreck someone else's life.

But I hope one day we meet again.

To have a second first encounter.

So I will finally know,

What charged that fatal moment.