I was the favourite. I rolled 90s in school and was quiet and respectful. My brother, being younger, thus developed the need to show off; to impress everyone around him. He also became a comedian, had an outgoing personality, and had *fun*. He also got into a shit-ton of trouble. I was getting the grades, but I didn't have any friends and was severely depressed. So "screw it", I went out, got some friends, and had fun too while my grades suffered. Needless to say, this hugely angered and disappointed my parents and I fell from the pedestal they had placed me on. My brother's the favourite now which annoys me but it's no one's fault but my own.