Day 3 of Envy. This is the first in a series, and this is setting up the next post. It’s not quite full of Envy yet, but the next one will be so chock full of gruesome envy you’ll be afraid to sleep. Maybe. I dunno. Anyways, on with this one.
Samantha grew up a quiet little girl in a small little suburb outside one of the state’s biggest cities. She was an only child, her parents both being hard workers, leaving her in day care and then after school care as she grew up.
She didn’t mind though, she was able to spend a lot of time daydreaming. Sometimes her day dreams were those of a little girl, involving fairies and talking animals. Sometimes, they weren’t. She preferred the ones that were coloured pink and purple and that involved rainbows and sunshine.
When she was 6 years old, Samantha made her first real life friend. Jacqueline was new to the suburb, having moved there with her parents. She sat next to Samantha in their classes, and soon the two girls grew inseperable. They would beg their parents to let them stay at each other’s houses, and to have play dates. It was Sam n’ Jacqui, and no one else could come between the two of them.
As the two girls grew up, Jacqui’s once fine and whispy blonde hair grew in thicker and in deep strands of sunlight. Her eyes became this soft cornflower blue, and she lost a lot of her baby fat where it counted. Instead, the baby fat seemed to migrate to her breasts and hips, giving her a womanly shape.
And her face? Flawless in its perfection! Not even teenage acne agony touched her.
In short, Jacqui grew into a gorgeous young woman.
Sam, however, seemed doomed to remain a little girl forever. Her breasts hardly budded from her chest, and her hips remained stick thin. Her hair, a mousy brown, fell straight from her head and to her waist, dull and lank. Her face broke out if she so much as looked at chocolate or French fries.
It didn’t help that Sam’s parents had divorced and the bitter split had caused Sam’s mother financial hardship. Jacqui’s father though had inherited some money from a very rich relative, and they found themselves living the high life, and Jacqui didn’t want for anything.
The first time that someone complimented Jacqui on some feature, Sam felt proud and happy for her friend. But as time went on, that happiness fell by the wayside less and less. Jacqui became interested in clothes and make up, and making her shining hair more shining. Sam, however, wanted to run and play ball with the boys and ride her bike.
Sadly the two young women grew apart. They still had school and classes together, but they never visited with each other. They were always polite to each other, of course. You couldn’t spend that many years of your childhood whispering secrets in each other’s ears without wanting to at least be nice to the one who knew that you still wet the bed at 10 years of age.
It was the year the girls both turned 16 that the world around them would tilt on it’s axis. It was the year that Sam finally discovered the difference between boys and girls. The boy she noticed was Leon Johnson, the varsity quarterback and probably the most popular guy in school. They were partnered in science, and she discovered she had so much in common with him! They liked the same bands, the same comics, the same animes… she thought, no, Sam KNEW that it was true love.
And her heart was broke when she saw Leon standing outside Science kissing Jacqui. In that one moment of heartbroken clarity, Sam saw Jacqui for everything she was… and it wasn’t hate that Sam felt.
No. It was Envy. She wanted everything Jacqui had. The hair the clothes the friends the rich parents Leon… all of it. Sam wanted it all. Her eyes flashed green as she took in the sight of her former best friend kissing on the boy that she thought she was in love with. And it was time that Sam did something about it.