Description
"Oh, please. It isn't that hard." I scoffed, rolling my eyes at her. She narrowed her eyes at me, dropping her hand. "Nova, please. You've sat on the sidelines for the entirety of high school. You don't know the first thing about popularity." Monica retorted. "I know it's not hard." I replied easily, observing her tan complexion. "Prove it, then." She smirked, tapping the table with perfectly manicured fingernails. "Prove what?" I quirked an eyebrow. "Prove that popularity isn't hard. Become popular over senior year and maintain that popularity until we graduate." She smirked, raising her hand to shake. I paused, eyeing her hand while weighing the pros and cons in my head. I knew there was no point to it, though. Monica set a challenge, and I never back down from a challenge.
day zero
