Tiramisu Prophecy: My Roommate Wants Me Dead
His tone was light and almost casual when he said, "As far as I'm concerned, what's the point of good grades if you've got a rotten personality? That's the real problem.
"Look at Andrew—great grades, good-looking, and liked by everyone. That's the kind of person people naturally gravitate toward. He's not like certain people, who are withdrawn, antisocial, and couldn't care less about the group."
Every word felt like a needle driving into me. In comparison with Andrew, I was clearly the weird one who only cared about grades and not about people.
Tyler had even twisted my refusal into proof that I was jealous, had a bad temper, and had terrible character.