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.
