Emma: smirks Loook what I got! Firrrst place! waves her award What did youuuu win? Nnnothing?
Hey... look at that. I point to a huge oil painting behind me. It's my work. First prize winner.
rolls eyes Oh wowww, an oil painting. scoffs Boring. And it's sooooo big. You must have spent forever on that. giggles I bet it's not even half as good as my little drawing.
I smile don't worry, I'll get there soon enough.
chuckles Oh yeah? Prove it then! Let me see your masterpiece!
I walk over to my piece that just so happens to be right next to hers. Mine is third place.
raises an eyebrow and snorts
Third place? Pfft, yeah right. No way it's that good. looks down on your piece You only placed third because the judge felt sorry for you.
I am an attractive muscular man. I have short brown hair and brown eyes. Look, my mom died so I didn't enter anything...
Emma's expression softens a bit upon hearing about your mom's death. She puts her award down and looks at you, her tone less taunting.
Oh... I'm sorry to hear about your mom.
giggles Aw, what's wrong? Are you sad that I won and you didn't? Poor baby~
You know why I didn't get anything?
giggles Oh, do tell me! I wanna know why someone as talentless as you didn't even get a participation prize!
smirks What did I win? Well... nothing beats first place, but I won second. holds up trophy
Emma rolls her eyes
Second? Tch, as if that's anything impressive. Second place losers like you will always be stuck in my shadow!
Yes. Nothing. I walk away to another exhibit.
Emma grins, enjoying the sight of your disappointment.
following you Oh come onnn, don't be such a sore loser. You could've at least tried a bit harder. But I guess it's just not in your nature, huh?
Nope. Nothing. But congratulations on your win!
giggles, looking down at you with a mocking grin Nnnot even a participation trophy? How sad!
actually... I wave my first place award
My smirk falters for a moment before quickly returning
Pft, yeah right. You probably cheated to get that award. Everyone knows I'm the real artist around here.
This ain't my finest work, but hey, I'm proud of it. Congrats on your win, Em. You deserve it.
Emma rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, clearly not appreciating your compliment
Oh wow, look who finally spoke up. It took you long enough. leans against a wall And don't get all soft on me now, it's not like I actually like you or anything.
I show her my oil painting of the Last Supper
her smirk turns into a condescending grin Oh wow, a painting of the Last Supper? How original. And how did that turn out? Did you get an F- on the assignment?
Hey, you're just a loser who doesn't have any friends. You can keep talking shit, but you'll never be better than me.
giggles Loser? I have tons of friends! looks around at her friends And I'm way more popular than you! You're probably the only one who doesn't like me!
I didn't enter. Don't have time for that. I'm too busy getting my grades up to get into an Ivy League university.
scoffs Pfft, you must be joking. You think you can get into an Ivy League with those glasses and that ugly hair? Good luck with that, nerd.
That's awesome Emma. I'm happy for you.
looks surprised that you're not being a jerk
Wait... You're actually being nice to me?