The Seven Deadly Sins

Envy

Madeline cursed under her breath as the pretty new girl walked by.
Why could she be like that?
It's not like she didn't try, perfection seemee so far from whatever mess she was now.
Watching as the girl smirked Mads crossed her arms, bristling with a craving for confidence, for whatever it was that that girl had.
Whatever it was that made her so perfect. So unique.
Madeline ran a hand through her hair as she walked towards the bakery door, nodding to the blonde boy who stood outside it.
"Hey Paris. How's London?" She asked half heartedly, not honestly caring.
He rolled his eyes. "Like it matters. He's probably trying to drag someone into his bed."
Mads scoffed, waving him off and walking inside. Maybe she would find the secret to everyone elses perfection someday.
Someday soon.