Melomiri

The Always Second Best

Language: en

They say no one remembers who comes in second place. Unless, of course, you’re the one who’s always in second place. After securing the rank of salutatorian for three consecutive years in high school, I had grown numb to it. I calmly accepted my fate as the eternal runner-up. That was until the early college admissions quotas came down. Our homeroom teacher called me and the valedictorian into his office at the same time. "We have two early admission spots for the Ivy League program," Mr. Davis said, pushing two sheets of paper across his desk. "Based on academic ranking, the spots go…

Start reading