High school can feel like a battlefield. For Brooke, it was a constant war. She loved taking pictures, capturing memories of everything and anything around her. They had a history of clashes, each meeting escalating into a new level of animosity. It was a competition of who could throw the best insults. But this school trip to the beach? It was a whole new arena.

The sun beat down hard, casting bright reflections off the water. Students laughed and splashed in the waves, building sandcastles and playing beach volleyball. The scent of saltwater mixed with sunscreen filled the air. But for Brooke and her rival, the beach was merely a stage.

They eyed each other from across the shoreline, tension crackling like static between them. They had both silently vowed to ruin each other's day. As the others played carefree in the sand and surf, they plotted their next moves, their competitive spirits sharpening in the coastal breeze.