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█▓▒▒░░░ Fat Chance ░░░▒▒▓█
"Guys! Guys!" Milton called as he rushed down the stairs, making Olivia turn around with a smile.
"Wanna know who just won the district-wide spelling bee?" He asked. Jerry shook his head in response, leaving Olivia wondering if he didn't want to know or just didn't know.
"Here's a clue. M-E." Olivia smiled and closed her locker.
"Meh?" Jerry asked, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Olivia snorted as her forehead thumped against her locker. "Dear God."
"It's 𝘮𝘦, you toad." Milton sassed with an unimpressed look.
Olivia smiled, "Congratulations, Milton. I knew you could do it."
Milton smiled back. Olivia was always happy for him and his successes, even if she wasn't in the best of moods.
She valued the ones she cared for over herself. Sometimes, that was a good thing, but at other times, it was destructive. She'd crumble for her friends any day.
"What is that?" Eddie asked while pointing to the small figure in Milton's hand.
"It's the trophy I won. It's a bronze bee." Milton tapped it with a finger.
"Is it actual bronze?" Olivia continued the conversation as she looked closer.
"Yeah! Well... probably not, but who cares?" Milton shrugged.
"I've got fillings bigger than that thing." Kim scrunched her nose, and Olivia muttered an "𝘦𝘸” and side eyed her.
"I rode a little filly named 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 all the way to the finish line." Milton galloped and pretended to have a lasso.
"Now come on, who's the man?" Milton grinned as he held out his arms. "Who's the man?"
"JACK IS THE MAN!" The principal shouted as he walked into the corridor.
"Jack! Jack! Jack!" Kim, Jerry, and Eddie all walked away with interest, deciding to chant with everyone else.
Olivia could understand Jerry joining the crowd. The man child has the attention span of a bee or goldfish — rounded to 3 seconds — but Kim and Eddie leaving an ecstatic Milton was a bit of a shock and pure rude.
Milton's face fell, making Olivia pout. She wrapped her arm around Miltons waist, hand landing on his upper back as she gave him a smile of sympathy. He mimicked the action, hugging her and sadly smiling, not having enough energy but to leave his arm hanging on her lower back.
"Now, thanks to Jack's routine, we've won our first gymnastics trophy in 15 years!" The principal announced.
Olivia clapped in celebration but couldn't bring herself to widely smile like she normally would. When her best friend was down, she was too, even if she tried to make it better.
