She wakes up in the morning, perfect. She walks into school as all of the boys swoon over her, crushing. She receives her test back, A+, as always. She is never stressed and never alone. She is popular. I am not popular. I feel stressed and alone. I receive my test back, B, not good enough. I walk into school as he swoons over her, crushing my heart. I wake up in the morning and want to sleep again.