“And you know what? You’re so stupid that you’d go all the way to Mars without realizing it’s not a planet!” I spit out.

She freezes. And puts her hand up in surrender, “You win. That was _really_ good.”

“Thank you,” I bow dramatically.

One of my friends chimes in, “She’s a writer

And that’s where it comes from.” A proud smile is plastered on her face.

“You could be an actor,” The girl I was competing with said.

“I receive it,” I nod.

A giggling sounds from behind me.

“We all heard, that was awesome!”

“Thank you,” I smile and just receive it.