I counted on my fingers every time my best friend failed me after becoming popular.
One—she called me a loser, behind my back.
Two—she copied my homework.
Three—she winked at my crush.
I stopped after four and five. By then, my hand had balled into a fist.
Zenith Knox is a Korean-American writer from the DC metropolitan area. Her stories are published at BULL, The Citron Review, Literally Stories, and elsewhere. Visit her at ZenithKnox.wordpress.com.
Ooo so good. That ending is just right.
Thank you! I’m glad it hit that mark 😁
I know this character!
One of those unfortunately relatable characters.
crisp, threatening. Good writing. Congrats
Thank you! I enjoyed the subtext.
Great story, Zenith!
Thank you!