Spy School remade

Not enough

Ok so I was experiencing a bad case of insomnia and decided to write this random one shot that doesn't really have anything to to with spy school except the characters. This will probably be the last chapter of this book because I feel like this book is starting to suck anyway thanks for the views I got hope you enjoy.

Ben's POV
It was around 12:30 am when I looked at the clock. 'Great I still can't sleep' I thought. I had to wake up early the next morning but for some reason I couldn't sleep. So I got up and decided to take a walk around campus. It was dangerous considering I could be murdered  but I had nothing else to do so I might as well.
It was a peaceful night the air had a perfect spring breeze and the grass was a tad bit wet with dew drops.
As I got near the forest I heard a soft sniff. I realized there was someone sitting in the grass, crying. I couldn't make out who it was but as I came came closer I saw her raven hair shining in the moon light she was facing away from me toward the forest but I could recognize her anywhere. Erica Hale was crying.
I walked up to her and sat beside her.
"Are you ok?" I asked. Then immediately regretted it because she was clearly not ok.
"Ya I'm fine" She replied in an icy tone but a bit of emotion slipped through.
"Hey, it's fine you can tell me."
She turned her head to me and even though she was crying she looked gorgeous, her hair shining in the night and her eyes, god, apparently crying made them even more captivating but I could tell she was broken.
"Do you ever feel like you are not good enough." She started. " like you'll never be good enough"
"Erica what are you talking about you're amazing." I said, truthfully.
"There's something no one knows about me. I have a sister, she's not a spy though, she's an artist. She goes to a boarding school in Paris. The thing is even though she's so far away my parents always keep comparing me to her." As she said this a tear slipped out of her eye. "My entire life I have never been as good as her. Ever since we were little she was always the one everyone loved. She was always the talented, pretty, smart, skinny, funny, amazing, great one. My entire life I've always been second best. When we were younger she was always skinnier than me so my mom would always tell me to stop eating so much. She would tell me to stop eating so much cake or that I shouldn't have that donut. I'm not an idiot I realized that she only ever said that to me and not my sister. I realized that no matter what I did I wouldn't be as rewarded as if my sister did it. Once I told my parents and they just told me I was overreacting. It got so bad at one point that I wanted to kill myself. Because my entire life I have never been enough. Do you know how hard it is for a 8 year old girl to be told that she's too far to eat a slice of her own birthday cake or that she should stop playing so much and be more like her sister so she could get good grades. And then I came here, I was the best spy and my family was a spying legacy so everyone assumed I had the perfect life, that I was a skinny, pretty, smart perfect girl. No one realized how messed up my life is. No one realizes that the reason I'm so skinny is because I starve myself. The reason I'm so smart is because books are my only escape from the real, terrible world, no one ever realizes how hurt I am. And I still live in fear until this day that I will never be enough for someone." At this point she broke down she leaned into me and starts sobbing into my shoulder. After a while I lifted her chin up, looked her in the eye and said,
"Erica Hale, don't you ever dare to feel like you are not enough. Even though times may be hard you are the most amazing, strong, smart, interesting, talented, gorgeous, and perfect person I have ever met. You are enough and don't let anyone tell you otherwise." Then I did the craziest thing I could ever imagine. I kissed her. And she kissed me back. We sat there kissing in the grass for what felt Like eternity. When we finally pulled away, she hugged me tight and said,
"Thank you, for everything."
And in that moment everything was ok.
So I hoped you liked the chapter. I'm probably gonna end this book. I might however start another non spy school related book but I'm not sure. I just feel like my writing is not that good and all that. Let me know what I should do in the comments. Thanks for all the reads.
Good bye
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