Rivalry

Mello and Near

Mellos POV:

I don't hate him. I just don't like him. Why? You ask. Well, it's rather embarassing. Because he's everything that I'm not.

First of all he's number one. I wish I was. I have worked so hard to be second, and he doesn't even work as much as I do, and he's number one. It's not fair. He's obviously smarter than me. Still, it's not fair. I really want all the respect, all the admiring from the other children. Every week, when that little note is put up, he is surrounded by all those kids, wishing him congratulations. All the teachers smile to him, as to say, we already know that you'll do better than all the other children. And he probably get chosen to be the next L. I really want that to. Work on cases, being admired by all people who know about L.

Second, he's got no emotions. At least it doesn't seem like he does. Roger always tell me that I let the heart lead, instead of the brain. Near is the other way around. He never shows emotion. I, on the other hand, I get mad if someone steals my chocolate. If Near gets one of his things stolen, he just asks the person to give it back and then he keep playing. I have tried to control my emotions. I just can't. I don't know how he does it.

Third, he's still a kid, or at least he's allowed to be. He plays with his toys, and Roger treats him like a fiveyearold. I wish I still was a kid. Just playing all day long. You didn't have to worry about a thing. People didn't die, like A, and the worls was much easier. But I guess, you have to grow up at some point. Even Near.

I wish I was like him.

Nears POV:

I don't hate him. I'm just jealous. He's everything that I'm not.

One, he's not an albino. He don't have to worry about his skin and his eyes, and he can go outside. Play outside, feeling the sun on your skin and the grass under your feet. You don't have to listen to Roger, telling you that you should remember your eyes and shouldn't sit by the window. You don't get stared at, when Whammy's go on fiels trips. People don't stare at you like you were an alien or rather, a freak.

Two, he's got friends. Mello's good at talking to people. He can make people laugh, and not at him. With him. He's got Matt, who would follow him everywhere he go. Sure, Matt comes and talkes to me sometimes, but he's not my best friends, like he's Mello's best friend. In fact, Matt is my best friend, my only friend, but I am not his best friends. People like Mello. They talk to him, and tries to get him as their friend. He got people, Matt, to talk to. He knows that Matt always will be there. Who's there for me? Roger will be, but he's not a friend.

Three, he can show his emotions. I can't. I'm afraid. Of people laughing at me. So I keep on a blank face. Like L. I never show emotions. Only at night, when I cry myself to sleep. I wish I could show my emotions. But my mom told me once, that when you keep on a blank face, nobody can hurt you. She were right. People can't hurt you, because you never talk to anyone.

I wish I was like him.