The New Kids Wanted to Humble Us,So My Rival and I Stopped Holding Back

I have a childhood friend I purely, wholeheartedly hate.

The moment the other one scored higher than me, my whole body felt wrong.

To defend our respective spots at number one, the two of us had been at war since grade school.

He grinds through ten practice tests a day, so I do twenty.

He spends gym class hunched over a little notebook memorizing IELTS vocab.

So I put in my earbuds and drill TOEFL.

Then two show-offs transferred into our class.

Every day they never opened a textbook, treating college-level calculus like light bedtime reading.